The Cold Of Night


Hello my friends

It was windy as all get out yesterday and
even to early this morning.  It sounded
like a train outside.  I was afraid that we
would end up blowing away,  but we’re
still here.  The lighthouse that Judy and
I built blew over and the light came off,
but I found it and was able to reattach
it,  but this time I super glued it to the
post that it’s mounted on :).  Of course
the lighthouse itself was structurally OK,
being I built it pretty stout.  It took at
least 60 mile an hour winds to blow it
over LOL.  So,  it’s once again standing
and awaiting the night to shine into the
darkness.  We had to buy another light
being the old one finally broke after it
having the same scenario as it hit the
ground.  We’ll buy a better solar light
in the next day or so.  The replacement
we got only cost $4.50 LOL and it’s a
little smaller than the one that broke.
We bought the replacement Friday for
the one that broke a week or so ago.
No problem,  it’ll do.  We might wait
until next summer to buy another one,
being that’s when Walmart stocks up
on those type of things.  That’s when
we bought the older light.  So,  what
else is going on around here?  Well,  I
just went to Amazon and bought us a
pair of battery powered lanterns to use
when the electric goes out.  We’ve got
one that we hang up either in the here
or in the bed room depending where
we are.  But I bought the others for
the other areas such as the laundry
area where the light that was there
ceased to work and I don’t mess with
electricity LOL.  No matter,  it’s just
a small area between our kitchen and
our bedroom.  We’ll use the extra light
for wherever needs it at the time.  So
there ya go.  The wind blew so hard
yesterday eve and last night that it
knocked out the electricity multiple
times.  The last time it was knocked
out it was off for about 6 hours.  It
got knocked out in Houlton and all
surrounding us as well.  When Judy’s
laptop battery finally died,  we both
went to bed and covered up and the
boys went to their beds in the floor
beside us.  Fortunately it wasn’t as
cold as it could of been 🙂  LOL we
have at a few occasions had to sleep
in our clothes when the electric went
out,  but then they are never slow
about getting the electric back up
and running.  They truly earn their
paychecks especially in the cold of
winter.  They deserve an award for
all of the work they do,  but then so
do the guys that plow our roads in
the cold of night while it is snowing
as they keep the roads driveable for
people such as Judy and I that might
need to go somewhere.  I admire all
those that do such work.  I wouldn’t
want to be out on a windy night like
last night fixing power lines that have
been downed by falling trees and or
branches.  Especially when it’s raining
as it was last night also.  I commend
those guys.  So next topic.  Well,  it
looks like that is all I can think of to
tell you at the moment.  God is still
watching over us as struggles come
our way.  I have a feeling that we may
have many angels protecting us and
our 2 boys/dogs too.  Thank You God
for protecting our home,  preventing
it from being blown away and thank
You for all of the many blessings that
you give to us and will give to us as
the years pass us by,  AMEN.  Now,
to look back on all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a decent word
or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So it’s
away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
of found a decent title just a few lines
back and now after checking,  I see
that it has not been used as of yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes.

The Cold Of Night

As life meets gray
with saddened eyes
our sight might view
some cloudy skies.
The troubled times
might come and go
as tides of life
with ebb and flow.
Coherent thoughts
might seem to find,
but only things
to change our mind.
We often will view
our moments desires
as that of needs
that wanting aspires.
We need to pray
for God’s Own will
to do what He does
to fill the bill
Allow for His Hands
to make it alright
even with scenes
of the cold of night.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem 🙂 and maybe even understood
it.  I also hope that you enjoyed my
rambling.  Isn’t it funny how that I
can come up with so much stuff to
talk about LOL.  Yep,  I can ramble.
Oh yea,  here’s a bit of news.  Nov 6
this Tuesday is Judy’s birthday.  She
said she wants Chinese dinner for her
birthday,  so Chinese it is 🙂  We’ve
gotta go and vote this week too,  but
I don’t like to discuss politics so next
subject.  I guess that’s all I have for
ya this week other than my usual 🙂
which is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
with 2 extras and 5 Christmas poems
in the mix.  I also 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 I believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a safe and happy
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a truly wonderful week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where can that dad burned off switch
be hiding this week?  Hmm,  it did a
better job this time.  At least it’s not
sitting right in front of me Hahahaha.
LOL I thought I saw an extra light
on our internet router and to top
it off,  it was not a green light,  but
nope,  there ya are.  You blended in
pretty good aside from having the
wrong color of light and the size of it.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Then To There

Depicting a minute
that moments bestow
needs of the wording
a time to and fro.
Time frames to then
and seconds to there
find in the afterglow
life everywhere.
Maybe as a snowflake
or maybe as a tree
gathered by a time
that’s now history.
Counting the minutes
of wintertime’s glow
might display moments
filled full of snow.
For as a heartbeat
looks with its eyes
the sights found of then
might be in the skies.
Clouds floating softly
in a deep sky of blue
might be transforming
into a much better view.
A Christmassy essence
of a time we recall
of a snowy white day
that came after fall.
It made my memories
of Christmas to air
as I looked outwards
towards then to there.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 29,  2018

A Journey Through Time

Implemented journeys
of a scenic pattern
might be the same as
a trip to Saturn.
A journey through time
as minutes proceed
life can become gathered
as a fast growing weed.
Synching up the seconds
as the world goes around
brings forth the chances
that minutes can astound.
Often as a pinwheel
is blowing in the wind
time is ticking quickly
with minutes to transcend.
Left within the doorway
of clouds that pass by
there may be connections
between both you and I.
The hills that we focus on
might be a distant sight
as a time remembered
that somehow lost its light.
Allow for a meadow
to come and enhance
the joy you’ve forgotten
of a scenic romance.
Try to remember
what’s lost in your mind
as a wonderful place
a journey through time.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 29,  2018

Winter’s Beginning

Time is a roadway
a vision of miles
found as a section
of seasonal styles.
Snow might be seen
as winter displays
textured of moments
whitish to grays.
The clouds up above
might hold a sign
that says within them
it’s Christmastime.
Winter’s beginning
is a fabulous sight
as it so often is
seen snowy white.
It might seem faintly
this seasonal hue,
but winter’s beginning
soon shines through.
Time is a roadway
to a Christmassy style
as winter’s beginning
shows white in a while.
Tinted with sunshine
and textured with love
winter’s beginning
is a gift from above.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

The Christmas Store

A walk through the snow
to a time’s corner store
brings lifetimes alive
that once lived before.
The scene’s remembered
as a Christmas so fine
scented with blessings
that live in my mind.
Watching time go by
ones walk to and fro
as the Christmas store
inside is all aglow.
Filled full of presents
of a Christmas detail
shining so brightly as
the snowflakes set sail.
The moment is a theme
that ones will remember
of the Christmas store
amidst one December.
The gifts are all laid out
with so many choices
as people embrace then
with their singing voices.
Singing of Christmastime
singing of peace
then as they remember
what never should cease.
The time is connected
with heartbeats galore
as ones will remember
the Christmas store.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

Inside Serenity

Glimpses of shadows
of a time long ago
become as serenity
a time within snow.
A Christmassy past
that lives on and on
as a time without end
of a mornings dawn.
It’s as winter billows
with scenes fluffy white
glimpses of shadows
that live day and night.
They form such a scene
with Christmassy flair
deep inside serenity
and filled with fresh air.
A breath of Christmas
becomes as a glance
a scene so pristine
as snowflakes dance.
While ones are sitting
right near a fireplace
they look out and see
that wintertime face.
A sight they remember
a sight that rings true
as blessings of Christmas
are found within view.
This becomes a story
of a great sight to see
as peace comes knocking
inside serenity.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

Faded Gray

Looking outwards
searching through
the scenes we see
might fade in view.
Faded occurrences
becoming so gray
could be the time
for a much better day.
Time might speak
of a greater style
a wonderful scene
of a distant mile.
Seeming as artwork
a field of perception
that’s faded gray
within one direction.
Look for the scenes
of a distant scale,
one that of beauty
in a wondrous detail.
For as time’s fading
it displays for you
a moment to begin
yet another view.
Some distant hills
seen as paradise
a faded gray scene
that time does entice.
Allow God to show
the greatest each day
with colors of time
and those faded gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Illusions Premise

The middle of concept
finds then a view
a moment’s perception
time tried and true.
Though you might see
a time on display,
it might be but only
just but a day.
Outlined as illusion
that becomes so real
as a mirage in a desert
that moments reveal.
Illusions of grandeur
of a wanted style
can hide ones sadness
inside of a smile.
Some seeming blessings
and others as Hell
while some illusions
are harder to tell.
Life’s as a whirlwind
of massive emotions
spinning around quickly
through Earth and oceans.
Time begins counting
even with none
displaying illusions
as a fox on the run.
So many time frames
come before our eyes
while some are but only
illusions premise.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Autumn Began

Written in leaves
words of a phase
autumn began
its wonderful ways.
Changing colors
green into gold
then some brown
as times unfold.
Autumn began
a morning breath
painted with colors
of more or less.
Time is a factor
that comes in play
as autumn’s leaves
have much to say.
They speak  words
of distant hues
formed from time
as they interfuse.
The leaves may die,
but then transcend
colors changing
blowing in the wind.
They then release
their branch of time
to then set sail
in their design.
Awaiting winter
and seasonal span
the leaves all changed
as autumn began.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Ocean Breeze

When Heading out
in ocean’s blue
time might show
your life anew.
Waves beginning
journeys on
an ocean breeze
and sailing song.
Lifetimes crashing
at the bow
timeless moments
to endow.
Within a scene
of waters waves
time displays some
better days.
An ocean breeze
of salty air
has a fishy scent
and glistened glare.
The morning sun
reflects its light
within the ocean’s
true blue sight.
It’s own beginning
is time well laid
as a ship begins
a fishing crusade.
Seeking to sail
in deeper seas
to catch some fish
in an ocean breeze.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2018

Snow Covered Stage

Behind the shadows
of a sudden scene
a field of forgotten
turns into dream.
Found as a stage
of whitish detail
the essence of life
is a story to tell.
A snow covered stage
with wording within
singing of Christmas
a time to begin.
The shadows amaze
anyone that sees
the clouds up above
and distant trees.
It’s as a dreamworld
that moments unfold
a snow covered stage
for eyes to behold.
Snow seems textured
as a fluffy cloud
a Christmassy theme
with love to enshroud.
Seasonal blessings
snowflakes to land
becoming beauty
a sight oh so grand.
It’s as a gateway
the turn of a page
Christmas of essence
a snow covered stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2018

Clouds of Haze

Through the skies
a scene is found
the moon above
so big and round.
Clouds of haze
might hide away
a wondrous scene
within the day.
A dim lit moment,
but clearly seen
as clouds of haze
pour like a stream.
They float across
the sky by noon
and hide the sight
of the silvery moon.
Just like a ghost
up in the sky
as clouds of haze
that float on by.
They then fall
to a lower flight
as the clouds
float out of sight.
Then the moon
displays its all
so round and true
a silvery ball.
Becoming a time
and place to gaze
sky of blue
and clouds of haze.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

Fishing For Truth

Stood in a shadow
with fishing line taut
life shows illusions
truthful and not.
Fishing for a life
in a ocean of blue
time might display
a wonderful view.
Maybe enhanced as
a scenic desire
flourished with time
so stoked as a fire.
Look where you are
as time goes its way
find your survival
in a truthful array.
Toss out your line
to an ocean’s choice
and reel in the scene
of an honest voice.
Stand real sturdy
in the truest sight
reel in the moments
day unto night.
Watch as sunlight
shines in the wake
found as emotion
life to partake.
Lessons of old age
and also our youth
time is perception
fishing for truth.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

for Nov 3,  2018

Living on a thought
while ignoring what that’s there
can unleash sadness.

Troubles of memoirs
written within a time frame
can display shadows.

Glistening of seas
displays chances for some waves
to be the days view.

Left ways and right ways
brings choices to the table
to choose correctly.

Looking for summer
in the midst of wintertime
is a useless search.

Standing beside life
and only seeing its style
might leave you lonely.

Springtime’s perception
is often flowers and trees
and not the weather.

Nearing a doorway
with steps of stupidity
creates destruction.

Ongoing struggles
can become builders of life
to make us stronger.

Shaking off the dust
of our yesterdays problems
can help us today.

Reliving turmoil
can become as a disease
that never finds help.

Within blades of grass
there might be a few flowers
that are really weeds.

Lessons of today
are often not seen clearly
until tomorrow.

So many doorways
only open for others
and not you and I.

The sights that we see
might have much more within them
if we look closely.

Determining style
is often looked at wrongly,
for style is one’s way.

Leaning towards truth
can unlock many untruths
described as white lies.

Seconds of a clock
becomes minutes and hours
that many misuse.

High winds of a storm
can blow away a lifestyle
if not held tightly.

The structure of time
is as endless as the sky
beyond what we see.

A daisy’s lifestyle
comes well hidden in the grass
until it blossoms.

Belief in a breath
allows a seed to be sown
and become a life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

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