Hello my friends

Yes yet another week has passed by hasn’t it hehe. September
is moving at high speed or at least that’s the way is seems to me.
Sad news, I am losing my neighbor Brian. His workman’s comp
never went through and him and his wife are behind on rent. He
said that they will have to move in with his dad. I will surely miss
him. Sure wish we could help, but we have a very limited income.
I hope the next person that moves in will be friendly. At least we
can still phone and maybe he can visit time to time being his dad
lives in Houlton which is only about 8 miles away. Oh well, life
goes on. Ok, it’s onto another topic hehe. Judy got a call from
work this morning at 4:45 as she was fixing to head out to begin
the day and her boss said she didn’t have to be in until 8:00 AM
so hehehe we sat and goofed around on FarmTown. We found
a surprise when we went there. Do ya remember me saying that
sure as the world I get close to the final score they’ll change it 🙂
Well, I was at level 113 and they moved the bloody final score
to 135 LOL and added more stuff as well as yet another farm to
buy with farm coins. I had plenty to buy it and enlarge it to size
20X20 hehehe. Didn’t have enough saved up to enlarge anymore.
Hehehe after I do a few more weeks of planting and harvesting
I should be able to though, but don’t think I will LOL. Too much
freaking trouble. OK so I know many of you couldn’t care less
about that game so it’s onto another subject. The weather up
this way has cooled down immensely. We’ve even had a few
frost warnings LOL. I had to give Judy the defrost spray the
other morning because the windows were frosted over and she
was going to be late for work. I reckon fall is coming soon
and winter is to follow. I am getting excited about coming
down south this coming winter around February. We’ll have
to use our income tax check to help us being Judy will have
to take off 2 weeks without pay. Keep that journey in your
prayers. OK so what else is happening up here? Hmmmm,
ain’t much of nothing different than the previous weeks hehe.
Life in this neck of the woods doesn’t change that much other
than with snow hehehe and I’m sure we shall be seeing that
white stuff soon hehehe. Yes Jimmy I am trying to figure
out how to get some of that white stuff to you also hehehehe.
Who knows hehehe it might just snow this time in your part
of Oregon. It snows in most every other part LOL. Keep the
faith dude HoHoHo. God gives us what we need, but we
often don’t see it through our wants. There’s many times I
can see myself struggling with my wants and not enjoying
what’s before me. Yes, life throws us some curve balls time
to time, but it’s with those surprises that we find growth.
We each one struggle with our humanity in some form or
fashion. It may be a tiny thing, but tiny things can grow
into mountains if we allow them to take seed. I guess it’s time
for me to begin my little venture back through all that I’ve
written here, to my place of recollection to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use for the title for today’s
poem. So it’s away I go to that little place that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE. I think I found a good title. Now
let’s see what I can do with it LOL!!! Here goes…..


Many struggling
with their choice
and recurring
outwards voice
find their minutes
worn away
while they struggle
with each day.
Struggling onwards
ones might find
times with no more
peace of mind.
If you’re struggling
with your cue
then let Jesus
live in you.
You’ll find peaceful
in your place
while not struggling
with God’s Grace.
Let Him help you
with your choice
and in turn
He’ll give you voice.
Good decisions
in your heart
will then show you
where to start.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19, 2010

Yes, I am writing to myself hehehe. I began that years ago. It’s
how God speaks to me. I hope my rambling as well as the poem
said something to you. If you just found a smile in my writing then
I succeeded 🙂 A smile is good medicine for it fades away frowns.
Hehehe I’m eating a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup right now and it’s
melting faster than I can eat it hehehe. Guess I’m sitting to close
to the radiator heater hehehe. Oh well, need the peanut butter.
It looks like I have told ya about every thing that has gone on up
this ways, so I reckon it’s time for me to be telling ya what I tell
ya every week and that is, I wrote some more poems and haikus.
Yeppers 10 more poems with 3 of em Christmassy style and then
22 haikus for my many haiku lovers out there 🙂 I hope you like
some of them. Now before I begin searching for that off switch
that tends to like to hide from me hehehe I must say farewell
Have a great and joyous week and always remember, Jesus
loves you and we do too. Now to find that off switch so I can
cease and desist my rambling. I believe I see it dangling from
the little chandelier that’s hanging over my head, Gotcha 🙂
See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehe 🙂

Goodness of Goal

Within a worry
there is a clue
what that you’re surely
needing to do.
Onslaughts of worry
might need to be
left in the minutes
of our history.
Sometimes our worry
is done then in vain
painting a picture
a little insane.
Within a worry
might be just our pride
taking us on a
worrisome ride.
Don’t let your ego
to take full control,
for it might wither
your goodness of goal.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

September Shadows

September shadows
display so true
now in the pictures
of sky oh so blue.
Shadows of minutes
time has endowed
fills up the echoes
with every fine cloud.
September pleasures
found up so high
flow like an ocean
as its own reply.
Portions of flavors
may go to waste
that which our eyesight
looks then in haste,
because we so often
only see clear
September shadows
of our yesteryear.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Wintertime’s Meanings

Wintertime’s threshold
comes in so clear
as it is ending
most every year.
Wintertime’s doorways
open real wide
letting in Christmas
sweetness applied.
Wintertime’s paintings
on a tapestry
bring home the moments
of our history.
Wintertime’s snowfall
comes into view
as every snowflake
falls so anew.
Wintertime’s meanings
lose their delight
when we let Christmastime
fall from our sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Minutes of Moments

Little tiny thoughts
from our time to time
might become larger
than their own design.
Thinking of a little
that needs not be done
might become bigger
in seconds to none.
Minutes of moments
lurching ahead
might be a journey
a little misled.
Today in its glory
finds minutes peace,
yet it takes minutes
of time to release.
Little tiny thoughts
of worried times way
can make the moments
found bitter and gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010


Places are searched
for what’s to show
what to do
and how to know.
Curious people
seek to find
places in minutes
of our time to time.
Our history
is painted askew
from our own
time so true.
Curious people
want to see
what that’s changed
both you and me.
It’s curiosity
that often wins
leaving us decades
that timeless begins.
Our conclusions
thought to find
might sometimes
confuse our mind.
Searching for truth
will often lead
many on journeys
finding a weed.
Not seeing clearly
now and before
ones go searching

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Snowflakes Falling

Found in snowfall
seasons shores
are with outside
whitish floors.
In the patterns
fixed in place
winters windows
come embrace.
Snow falls briskly
from a sky of
whitish hue.
Pictures painted
here and there
are with snowfall
Looking upwards
with your sight
you might see
a times delight.
Snowflakes falling
from the sky
floating as if
they can fly.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Without Good Sight

Pages read
of books of time
seem to have
their own design.
Pages turned
of ages found
might just find
some common ground.
In the pages
turned away
there might show
another day.
Times of vengeance
said and done
many daily
seek for fun.
Pages read
without good sight
might just lead to
wrong not right.
Don’t let vengeance
live in you
for it might then
just hurt you.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Florescent Views

Florescent times
in futures scenes
might be whitish
might be greens.
Things remembered
might just flow
into mornings
winters snow.
Florescent views
of timeless shores
might be what
our heart adores.
Things remembered
as a sight
might just be
what we delight.
Whitish hues
on distant hills
might be on
our windowsills.
Mouths of time
open wide
to let in
a wintry ride.
Florescent views
that none compare
Lord God gives
to daily share.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

It Takes Minutes

Summers ended
now comes fall
as it paints the
short and tall.
Trees of wonder
leaves with color
unlike any
timeless other.
Fall’s transcending
it’s on sights
soon to cover
days and nights.
God gives beauties
great degree
for us all
to daily see.
It takes minutes
times away
just to seek
what’s day to day.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

Our Viewpoints

In ones blessings
might be found
one so surely
not so sound.
Due to wanting
other ways
someone’s blessings
fade away.
Don’t let wantings
live inside
so you daily
always thrive.
God gives blessings
daily seen
some beyond
our window screen.
Some are viewed
from others sight
as they see
what’s really right.
For our viewpoints
might be cluttered
with our thoughts
we’ve daily stuttered.
Find the blessings
within you
and then do
what you should do.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

for Sept 18, 2010

Hope is a flower
blossoming with its colors
to welcome the day.

Scenes are well painted
within today’s tapestry
with billows of time.

An anchor let out
might hold you in a bad place.
Learn when to hoist it.

Nobody’s perfect
for we all will make mistakes.
Don’t beat yourself up.

Last is a moment
that first often desires
because of danger.

Right becomes wrongful
when it is done out of place
and in bad timing.

Poor sighted people
might see much better within
through poor sightedness.

Lessons from winter
fall as snowflakes to the ground
as sins are covered.

Jumbled illusions
are sometimes mere fragrances
that we don’t discern.

Weathered from torment
a blade of grass will prosper
as winter subsides.

A pastry tasted
does not give it its flavor.
It only shows signs.

Clinging to someone
could lead to your own despair
if it’s without love.

Thinking profusely
leaves many headaches to find
that sleep could resolve.

On a summers eve
the flowers all strive to bloom
amidst the great heat.

Singling out time
paints a picture remembered
or not yet painted.

One time meets two times
and three times is to follow
if there is no end.

Many have sadness
as roses with prickly thorns
from their yesterdays.

Dimness is acquired
when our inner light’s faded
without Jesus Christ.

The midnight moonlight
makes shadows in the distance
that sometimes mislead.

A place is a place
no matter where it may be
whether good or bad.

Walking with closed eyes
might find you in much trouble.
Open up your eyes.

Fall is arriving
with many short lived colors
to then fall to earth.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18, 2010

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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