The Hardest Part


Hello my friends

Well it’s one day till Christmas Eve 🙂
I hope yall are ready.  Judy and I have
been looking forward to this wondrous
day.  Spending it with the family.  We
cannot wait.  Christmas is our favorite
time of year.  We’ve been watching a few
Christmas movies almost every day 🙂
We might watch The Christmas carol
tonight.  The problem is what version of
it we want to watch hehehe.  We have
3 versions of it.  Oh well,  which ever
that we decide to watch,  I am sure we
will enjoy it.  We’ve still got a lot of that
white stuff outside LOL.  We had 2 days
of 40 and 50 degree weather with rain,
but it’s in the lower 20’s today and it’s
supposed to be that way for the next few
days.  It doesn’t look like it will snow
tomorrow or Christmas Day,  but there
is some snow forecasted for a day or 2
afterwards.  Although,  we all know that
the forecast is just a guesstimate and it
could give us a surprise.  It’s happened
many times before 🙂  We’re happy just
having some snow on the ground and
yes,  we still have tons of it HoHoHo 🙂
Of course I would love it if it would snow
a little bit for Christmas,  but I have no
control over the weather.  Although,  it
does look like we will most assuredly
have a white Christmas again as we have
had for the past 11 years.  Yep,  I love
snow and I love to watch it snow and I
love to take pictures of all of the white
wintery scenes.  I even like to go outside
and play in it with our boys 🙂  I guess
I was born to live in this colder climate
being I don’t like it when temperatures
get in the upper 70’s and above.  I am
very hot natured and due to my health
issues I cannot handle hot weather,  so
this is perfect for this old Santa Claus
looking guy.  Of course we do have
a few weeks of warm weather that we
have to use our portable air conditioner
during the summertime days,  but for
the most part it’s just right for this old
man.  The scenery up here gives me a lot
to take pictures of which many of the
pictures I use for my poetry.  LOL I’ve
already written 72 poetry pictures for
my up and coming book 10 🙂  I ordered
a copy of my new book 9 and received
it Friday.  It turned out GREAT.  I was
worried,  being I had to use a different
publishing client other than Createspace
which is the one that I used for all of my
other books.  Createspace has moved all
of its stuff to  I had to
do my front cover a little differently to
get it to look like the rest of my books,
but I managed.  Still,  the hardest part
is formatting all of my poetry pictures
into PDF.  That takes a little bit of time,
but I can do it being I have a lot of time
to spare LOL.  I know I write a lot,  but
writing and photography keeps my mind
alert.  I do though get tired of not having
any friends up here to come and visit me,
but that’s life.  I know many that have it
much worse than me.  Judy and I have
each other as well as these 2 little boys
of ours.  I was hoping that my daughter
would be able to come up for Christmas,
but she had too many financial issues that
prevented it.  Maybe next year :).  Judy
and I are hoping to be able to drive to
Texas in 2019,  but it all depends on how
our finances are as well as our health.
Still,  God gives us what we need and
helps us in our many struggles through
life.  He will not do for us what we are
able to do for ourselves though.  That
would not be helping,  but hindering our
growth.  Growth comes from struggles
and lessons come from our failures in
life.  The key is,  to not give up,  for we
all have our own share of trials in life,
but they may be hidden from you and I.
So don’t think that just because someone
is doing better than you that they aren’t
struggling with something behind closed
doors.  Now with that said I reckon it is
time for me to look back over all that I
have written here to see if I can find me
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 little place of
my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may of
found a decent title about halfway back
in my rambling and now after checking
I see that it has not been used as of yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes…

The Hardest Part

Choices we choose
and times we find
can often create
a bad frame of mind.
Some rocky roads
that time displays
might be the teachers
of future days.
The lessons we learn
from other sights
might be the teachers
of wrongs and rights.
The hardest part
might be to let go
of a time and place
you used to know.
Often our pathways
are threaded desires
formed in the mindset
of yesterdays fires.
The torches we burn
in an unhealthy way
can burn up your life
and lead you astray
So, learning to let go
is the hardest part,
but sometimes needed
to heal your heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 23,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem.
I also hope you enjoyed my rambling LOL.
Judy’s in the kitchen fixing up some foods
for our Christmas Eve family gathering 🙂
I’m looking forward to it.  The temperature
is dropping 🙂  It’s 20 F right now,  but it’s
supposed to be 2 F by morning.  It looks
as though I will have to leave a hot water
faucet dribbling over night to keep our
hot water heater from freezing.  That will
also prevent our cold water from freezing.
Anyways,  I haven’t much else to tell you
other than what I tell you every week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems,  no extras,
but there are 6 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
most wonderful blessings filled week
and a truly magical Christmas.  I hope
you have a safe and joyful holiday with
friends and or family.  May God bless
you greatly.  Now,  where can that lil
off switch be hiding this time?  Where
oh where can it be?  Hmm,  what’s that
I see behind our internet router??????
LOL Peekaboo,  I see you Hahahaha.
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 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Pink Winter Dreams

Life is a moment
gathering hills
scenes so amazing
timeless fulfills.
Some days may be
as a rolling desire
pinkish of essence
in their entire.
Blissful winters
display as a dream
created with snow
and ice all agleam.
Some days glisten
until dark of night
with wondrous hue
of season’s delight.
Textured with life
of moments array
scented with peace
in a wonderful way.
As time ticks on
it leaves a view
often with colors
as dreamers ensue.
Many snowflakes
can gather around
and become colors
the sun shines down.
Yet as a shadow
of magical scenes
you might see some
pink winter dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 17,  2018

Hazy Shade of Blue

With life there’s death
that times unfold
as the minutes display
from young to old.
A sweet ocean breeze
becomes a gaze
as the seconds tick on
to future days.
A large ship at sea
might pass you by
as an ocean’s memoir
beneath a blue sky.
As clouds envelope
a true summer scene
the blue then becomes
as just but a thing.
Time is uncountable
as seamless views
with a touch of white
as minutes infuse
The blue seems to fade
as a cloud of time
becoming as a scene
of a poetic rhyme.
When looking deeply
into the sea air
you just might find
an answer to prayer.
It might be illusion
but a wonderful view
found as a blessing
a hazy shade of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 17,  2018

Illusions Begin

Cascading scenery
as winter and times
begins an illusion
that a dreamer finds.
Maybe a snowscape
or twigs thereunto
decide the perception
of a moments view.
It could be a version
of Christmas to see
as illusions begin
with a Christmas tree.
Yet with the minutes
that gather around
the illusions may be
what truth has found.
Time is the factor
of a Christmassy glow
not just an illusion,
but of billows of snow.
Moments might hide
mere whispers of love
found in the twigs
as a small turtle dove.
There might be trees
with a Christmas feel
scented of winter
a time so surreal.
So don’t stop looking
where illusions begin,
for they may be magic
for time to transcend.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 19,  2018

With A Glance

Subsequent scenes
become as a dance
a time that displays
life with a glance.
Beyond our views
we might only see
what’s standing tall
before you and me.
Tomorrows minutes
might give a view
that now perceives
as not so true.
A sudden doorway
might open wide
letting in feelings
a moment applied.
Pouring as visions
of a lake of time
or grasses blowing
that fill up the mind.
Beyond what we see
might be a phase
found with a glance
of our yesterdays.
Tomorrows gather
together to create
a time within mind
of a future date.
We might envision
clouds floating by
life with a glance
in a true blue sky.
Yet as the stories
of life are discerned
we are with patterns
pages we’ve turned.
Written as memoirs
of season’s romance
time is a story of
us with a glance.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 19,  2018

Alone in White

A sight of winter
stood to stare
finds a glimmer
scenic flair.
Alone in white
with not a fear
for guiding light
is always near.
You might feel
you have no one
as time proceeds
each setting sun,
but surely though
what is so true
God is there
for me and you.
Yet the moments
might seem dim
life of times
out on a limb.
Trudging through
will leave a trail
times we strove
to never fail.
For our stride
in seasons flow
might leave paths
in winter’s snow.
A Christmas scene
to much delight
shows some peace
alone in white.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 20,  2018

Traveling Through

With shades of white
in wintertime’s hue
I found some tracks
just traveling through.
They formed a line
as a path to go
with train tracks seen
in Christmas snow.
Just traveling through
to another place
a seasonal time
with just but a trace.
The tracks had snow
that covered them well
and left just a sign
of a moment’s detail.
A train through life
just traveling through
to arrive at Christmas
in a day or two.
It gave a loud whistle
as it scurried along
on down the tracks
with a Christmas song.
Just like a story
from a picture book
it traveled through
with a wintery look.
The tracks came to life
with a magical view
as a Christmas tale
just traveling through.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 20,  2018

Bench of Dreams

In summer’s skies
a dream comes true
a time and place
a wishful view.
The dream is white
of mere memories
of a time of life
within winter’s seas.
An ocean of snow
becomes the glance
inside the mind
as love’s romance.
The seasons share
their point of view
as ones look on
from old to new.
A Christmas scene
of white and wonder
fills the mind with
times to ponder.
A Bench of dreams
brings times alive
of winter sights
some minds contrive.
The essence sings
of dreams and more
as times of life
that I do adore.
Those snowy days
of Christmas scenes
can live within
a bench of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 21,  2018

Looking On

 Sights we’ve seen
remembered well
our heartbeats find
that times compel.
As seasons change
and times move on
we might perceive
a distant dawn.
A time we found
some peace of mind
with glimmers of
a point and time.
While looking on
the path might show
a season’s stage
to come and go.
We each have scenes
remembered well
as books of life
a story to tell.
Many might see
a different view
as they look on
the same as you.
For as our pathways
gather sights
the views we see
shine different lights.
We each have views
on right and wrong
so choose your best
while looking on.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 21,  2018

Feliz Navidad

With scents of winter
and snow of white
the season displays
a Christmassy sight.
Some dream of magic
as some look away
as essence of Christmas
comes closer each day.
Some in their greetings
say feliz Navidad
and others might say
that sounds a bit odd.
Some in their judgment
look down on a few
that say Merry Christmas
to me and to you,
but there are still many
that say it with love
either Spanish or English
the essence thereof.
So find in your heart now
the way to paraphrase
wordings for Christmas
in the merriest ways.
So say it in a heartfelt
truth from within
a Christmassy greetings
with love to transcend.
For either way it’s said
it’s a gift from God
merry Christmas friends
or feliz Navidad.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 22,  2018

He’s Stood Fast

Our dog loves snow
and Christmastime.
He watches and waits
for a scenic design.
Our boy sits atop
of hills of snow
watching and waiting
for a HoHoHo.
Yes he’s stood fast
just looking around
hoping to hear that
Santa Claus sound.
He’s a little snow dog
that romps and plays
in wintery months
of snow filled days.
But the closer it comes
to Christmastime
it’s found that he has
a snow laden mind.
For as the moments
are shadows that cast
we find our boy
as he’s stood fast.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 22,  2018

for Dec 22,  2018

Tomorrows counted
are as many unhatched chicks
that might never hatch.

Losing faith in life
displays an moment’s doorway
leading to nowhere.

The need for money
can become a mere nightmare
if greed is attached.

Changing positions
can create much confusion
with new to be learned.

With just but a breath
one can blow away friendship
leaving just a gasp.

A wintery day
can become a painter’s task
to show on canvas.

Our choices vary
as our lifestyles may provide.
Choose what’s good for you.

Looking for true love
can find you many liars
that you must weed through.

Walking through autumn
you’ll see some signs of winter
with leaves falling down.

Skipping stones through life
can create a pond of grief
that causes ripples.

Now is only now,
for it is not tomorrow
and not yesterday.

As time moves along
it leaves traces of itself
hidden in shadows.

In search of flowers
that only bloom in springtime
can’t live in winter.

Choosing a lifestyle
that’s not intended for you
can find destruction.

Many sights and sounds
are as memories of ours
that we hear again.

Knocking on a door
without knowing what’s inside
needs you well prepared.

Beyond a viewpoint
might be many perceptions
that we do not see.

Swimming in a stream
can leave you fighting currents
that take you away.

Traipsing through a field
not watching where you’re going
might cause a stumble.

Within a window
holds the views that many want,
but cannot afford.

Counting your money
before you have paid your dues
can show illusions.

The scent of flowers
looms in the air of springtime
even in our dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 22,  2018

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