I’m Not Sure


Hello my friends

It’s been another mellow passed week
around the Pearce’s Place.  Yep,  not
much has gone on around this place.
The snow is slowly but surely melting,
but it seems we’re expecting more snow
this week.  So,  onwards goes winter 🙂
Wednesday Judy had to go get a blood
test and while we were in town we bought
some Dunkin donuts 🙂  It snowed a bit
Thursday.  Judy had an appointment
with her doctor Friday.  So that’s about
how our week went LOL.  Judy has been
doing a bit of rearranging in the house.
It’s looking a lot better now.   Yeppers,
we live a real exciting life 🙂  LOL not.
There’s not much going on around here.
I’ve been busy writing as always,  and
Judy has done some painting off and on.
Being honest.  I love snow,  but I hate
it when it turns to slush,  especially when
the snowbanks turn dirty due to all of
the dirt they through on the roads to
make them drivable and then when they
plow they push that dirty snow to the
side of the road.  Oh well,  there’s good
with the bad.  The fresh fallen snow is
the best.  It always looks so pretty and
exhilarating.  There is 1 great big reason
I am ready for winter to end and that
is the price of heating oil.  It costs us a
fortune to stay warm,  but then I hate
hot weather LOL.  I don’t mind it when
it is in the 60’s and 70’s,  but anything
above that is too hot for me.  We have
a portable AC unit,  but I hate to have
to use it being it runs up our light bill.
LOL see,  there’s a good and bad with
every season hehehe.  I might take my
conga drums outside this week and do
a few videos and maybe even while it’s
snowing LOL.  I’ve done a few videos
like that in the past 🙂  Judy must be up.
The boys are dancing around the closed
door.  I let her sleep while I came in here
to get a start on my journal.  Yep,  I can
hear movement from the bedroom LOL.
She’ll be in here in a little bit.  LOL the
boys are just dancing a jig at the door.
I’m not letting them in the bedroom 🙂
They’ll pounce on her and scratch her,
so I’ll give her time to get dressed before
I let the boys out of here LOL.  Then
I might fix us some breakfast.  Judy
just walked in.  She said she took her
medicine a little while ago so I’ll fix us
something to eat in about 30 minutes
or so.  She has to wait an hour after
she takes her medicine before she can
eat.  I’m not sure what to make us for
breakfast,  but I’m sure I’ll think of
something 🙂  In the mean time,  it’s on
with my rambling hehehe.  The boys
are now lying down in their beds.  OK,
Benny is lying down in his bed,  but
Rocky is lying down in the floor right
behind Judy.  They love their mom 🙂
God has been good to us.  We have
been blessed with a happy life and a
home to live in.  Judy and I have
each other and these 2 boys of ours
keep us smiling.  Thank You God,
for all that You have done for us and
all that You do for us daily as time
marches on.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to be looking back on all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
I think I found a fairly decent title
about a 3rd of the way back in my
rambling LOL.  Now to see if I can
do anything with it.  Here goes…

I’m Not Sure

We often say
we know the path,
but in time
it’s just the past.
The future course
that we now see
might belong
in history.
We might be seen
with will and way
seeking for
another day,
but we’re really
seeking times
that we remember
in our minds.
We need to look
to see the path
and with caution
raise our mast.
Yet I’m not sure
can always be
the way life works
in things you see.
We’re so often
with times allure
headed for what
I’m not sure.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 4,  2018

LOL there ya go.  Yes I know it’s a bit
on the silly side,  but what do ya expect?
I’m quite silly at times hehehe.  Just ask
Judy LOL.  I think it’s almost time for
me to fix Judy and I some breakfast,  so
I reckon I need to be telling you what I
tell you every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
I wrote 10 more poems with 2 extras 🙂
1 of them is sort of Christmassy hehehe.
Also I wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now,  with that said I reckon I need to
begin my search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you
a most wonderful weekend or whatever
is left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where can that silly
off switch be hiding this week?  Hmm,
looking high and low.  LOL I see ya
hanging from our lil cheap chandelier
with 1 bulb hehehe.  Not much to hang
onto is there and I bet it’s a tad warm.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Reach Out

Reach for the stars
and seek for a sight
a scene so complete
in dark of the night.
Find you a dream
in a skylight quest
and hold it tightly
within your chest.
Keep it as a rhythm,
a heartbeat of gold
as you reach out
for times to unfold.
Allow the journey
a time looking back
as a scene in a scene
that fades to black.
Find then a dream
within your mind
and let it awaken
a journey in time.
A quest for the stars
and all there about,
seek it with passion
as you reach out.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2018


Behold a life
within another
that then extends
a little further.
Seeds of source
which we perceive
as we’re gazing
within a weave.
Light is gathered
as times portray
scenes we see
that blow away.
Gazing at life
as it reaches out
giving a notion of
what it’s about.
Maybe a weed
of then and gone
showing itself
as life moves on.
It is but a time
and place we see
while we’re gazing
at times history.
A seed of seasons
that once entailed
an amazing life
that time propelled.
We are the seeds
to blossom so true
and then fade away
for another view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2018


Evenings past
relives a time
a drive of life
that minutes find.
Wheels will roll
onto a path
a road of time
of shadows cast.
An afterimage
that times compare
with passageways
from here to there.
It is recorded
just like the sun
an afterimage
then and done.
We might dream
of other days
as we travel
different ways.
Rearview mirrors
look within
all the places
we have been.
An afterimage
is reflected
with our thoughts
a bit dissected.
For as we roll
on down the road
an afterimage
does unload.
Filled with wonder
times we pass
an afterimage
does not last.
As the seasons
pass us by
an afterimage
says goodbye.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

Prepare To Fish

When life is gray
with ocean’s roar
prepare to fish
on a rocky shore.
Allow yourself
a time to breathe
within the waves,
of life you see.
Don’t let the past
to hold you back,
for if you do
you’ll get off track.
Prepare to fish
as waves roll in
and time moves on
and back again.
Don’t just sit
with want and wish,
bait your hook
and prepare to fish.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018


Throughout time
we might conceive
a choice to make
to stay or leave.
We might just find
a budding sight
yet with thorns
from left to right.
For the moment
you might enjoy,
but then in time
the thorns deploy.
Just like cactus
in mornings dew
what you choose
might stick on you.
Leaving stabbing
times of pain
the cactus might
drive you insane.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

The Day Begins

Winter’s still thriving
as white snow glows
in the day’s beginnings
right after it snows.
Seasonal sunshine
becomes a photograph
as the day begins
the same as the past.
Life is of merriment
as scenes come in view
streaming of sunshine
from a deep sky of blue.
Thinking of Christmas
and the sounds I’d hear
remind me of blessings
of year after year.
For as the day begins
it displays its design,
a moment so magical
that stays on my mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

Pure Bliss

As life moves on
it gives a view
the sight of things
of old and new.
The minutes pass
to bring within
a moments mind
of way back when.
It is pure bliss
that comes to be
as I’m recalling
a sight to see.
A sweet little child
comes to play
with our two dogs
one springtime day.
Sharing the love
of a seasonal kiss
is a day of April
that was pure bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2018

Inside The Mind

Scenes of beauty
and scenes of peace
deliver a message
of moments release.
Inside the mind
is a personal place,
seasons recorded
smiles on your face.
Within memories
can live a scene
inside the mind
that is now a dream.
It might be a photo
or a song you hear
unleashing life
for times to appear.
Inside the mind
can be such a sight
painted heartbeats
that you delight.
The moment may be
a time you let go
that once was hurry,
but now is real slow.
Within the segments
of the inner thoughts
might live a time
you thought you lost.
But it’s still living
as a wonderful time
a time you remember
inside the mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2018

Beneath The Clouds

Places and scenes
come into view
beneath the clouds
and sky of blue.
Time’s a doorway
that comes to play
as it’s opened
in its own way.
Beneath the clouds
shows many things
timeless morsels
that winter brings.
Maybe snowflakes
upon the ground
and some horses
a moment found.
Beneath the clouds
is such a sight
a timeless moment
with snow of white.
This is a memory
of a story told
and picture taken
of times of old.
The minutes gather
to then that day
to paint a story
a wondrous way.
A scenic moment
that comes in view
beneath the clouds
and sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Peace Is Found

Heavens blessings
finds a place
points in time
for our embrace.
God’s Own glory
turns a page
a time and place
for center stage.
Journeys trodden
leaves a mark
future paths
that ones embark.
Through a ripple
waves delight
peace is found in
day and night.
Let not doorways
swinging wild
to grow problems
time’s compiled
Don’t go rampant
with your views
swinging fist
at daily news.
Let God’s love
to fill your heart
giving peaceful
place to start.
Peace is found
within a sight
as you breathe in
Heaven’s light.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Seascape Stroll

Leaving footprints
on the beach
time’s unfolding
life to teach.
Journey’s forward
becomes days
tides of rhythms
within phase.
A seascape stroll
to never end
becomes memoirs
times transcend.
Heaven’s blessings
found beside
the ocean’s waves
that times confide.
Bringing forth
a wondrous goal.
Heaven is a
seascape stroll.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Little Things

Through the years
we might lose sight
of little things
that times delight.
A moment’s time
that now is gone
with little things
of another dawn.
We might become
a hurried few
as little things
escape our view.
Look beyond
the larger sight
and see the things
of brighter light.
Through the years
you might forget
the times of life
with lesser debt.
For God can create
wondrous scenes
much greater from
the little things.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

for Mar 3,  2018

Inside of the mind
holds ingredients for thought
that many never use.

Often a person
will hide their face from others
because of their looks.

Judging ones footprints
can be a misread story
as the footsteps changed.

Time is but a scene
that encompasses features
that change with a breath.

Looking out windows
you might see another path
that you think you want.

A flower in want
looks for raindrops in the clouds
then hopes for sunshine.

Many trials of life
are as teachers through struggles
that make us stronger.

When lost in a crowd
you might feel so very small,
but you are a seed.

Life can be a maze
as it turns and twist with time,
but there is reason.

Turbulent waters
bring destiny to a rock
that weathers the stride.

Various journeys
will end in a few dead ends
that head to nowhere.

Thinking you are less
only gravitates to lies,
for we are all more.

Everything we see
has reason for being there,
but maybe not good.

Disasters in life
are as untimely journeys
that could be blessings.

Lost in a whirlwind
you might see your reflections
as they spin around.

The motto of time
is to continue counting
until time is up.

Breathing in a smile
can enhance your own lifestyle
so breathe in real deep.

A single snowflake
holds a timely perspective
on mounds that gather.

Today is the day
to cut loose all your baggage
and find tomorrow.

Deceiving yourself
can seem as impossible,
but many do it.

Between now and then
there is a mere perspective
that gets lost within.

Now is a moment
that needs us to understand
for it has reasons.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2018

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