Hello my friends

Hello again from New Limerick Maine.
It’s a nice day today with a high of 66 F.
Yeppers,  it has already begun cooling
down up this way.  I love it.  It’s not too
cold and too hot.  I know winter is on its
way.  I’m always excited to see the first
snowflakes.  Though there are drawbacks
to winter such as the cost of heating fuel
and all,  but I totally love how the snow
creates artwork out of everything it lands
on.  I adore autumn/fall with all of the
colorful leaves,  but it’s such a short time
of year.  It’s even shorter than spring up
here.  Of course I’m not talking about
the noticed calendar seasons,  but only
their impact on the days and weeks as
well as months.  Our winters typically
last 5 to 6 months out of the year,  but
that is not the calendar seasons so to say.
Anyways,  I do have a few things that
grind my gears about living up here and
some are the fact that all of my friends
and family live 2000 miles south of us
and the fact that when the snow melts
and refreezes it becomes a death trap
just waiting for the right time to attack.
LOL,  but there are downfalls to living
anywhere.  You’ve just gotta weigh the
cost to the enjoyment living there and
find what you can live with that makes
you happiest.  I am happiest up here
even though I do have many saddened
moments being that I have no friends up
here,  Of course Judy is my friend,  but
I think you get my point.  So,  I look
for the beauty in all that I can see and
photograph while I write poems of each
scene that gives me words.  If it weren’t
for poetry and photography I would
more than likely go nuts LOL.  I will
every once in a while play a little bit on
my conga drums,  but again,  I have no
one to create music with.  So I create
songs in my head.  Judy and I enjoy
almost all the same TV programs and
movies.  That really is a blessing,  being
I don’t like to watch TV by myself and
in most cases do not.  I have been that
way for most of my life.  I might watch
a cartoon or something like Red Green
or Benny Hill,  but not much else LOL.
Yep through life while I was alone I was
always busy writing poetry that I never
let anybody read hehehe.  Most people
didn’t even know that I wrote poetry,
but then,  they knew I wrote lyrics and
that was always hilarious to me hehehe.
You would not believe the amount of
people that are not aware that lyrics
are the same as poetry LOL.  Anyways,
off that subject,  Judy and I are doing
fine.  We might take the boys out for
a field trip tomorrow.  They always love
to romp and play in the field in front
of our house. It’s gonna take a while
for Benny to get used to our newest set
of neighbors.  He barks every time he
hears a noise and we keep telling him
to hush,  that it is just the neighbors.
All in all,  we’re still hanging in there
with the good and the bad.  God has
been good to us and I am sure we have
many angels watching over us.  Thank
You God for always keeping an eye on
us and protecting us from the evils in
life and allowing what You know that
can be as teachers and strengtheners in
our lives.  With that said I reckon it’s
time for me to begin my journey back
through 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 like to call RECOLLECT VILLE…
I believe I may have stumbled upon a
good title just about halfway back in
my rambling.  It might not be the best
title,  but it’s what that said write about
me LOL.  So here goes…

Moments Being

Minutes travel
seconds pass
leaving glimmers
of the past.
Moments being
such to say
passing hours
day to day.
Within dreamers
life becomes
moments beings
beating drums.
Rhythms playing
timeless shows
as our lifetime
then bestows.
Moments being
set in frame
we might call them
the wrong name.
So enjoy life
that you’re seeing
as time leaves you
moments being.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 11,  2019

Well there ya go.  Yea, I know,  it’s not
one of my best poems,  but it’ll have to
do LOL.  I hope you enjoyed it none the
less and maybe even enjoyed all of my
rambling hehehe.  I do get lost time to
time in my rambling and forget what I
a talking about LOL.  Anyways,  I hope
you were entertained in some degree 🙂
Judy went over to her sister’s house for
craft night last night and she made an
adorable plaque to hold all of the dogs
leashes and what nots.  It came out nice.
So,  that’s about all I’ve got for ya other
that what I tell you every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems and 1 of them
is a Christmas poem. 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.  So now it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Okie dokie now,  where’s that ornery
off switch hiding this time????  Looking
high and low,  left and right hehehehehe.
There you are ya little varmint.  Giving
my flashlight another chance for a place
to hide huh.   Well you made it rock and
I saw ya.  Learn to stay still Hahahaha.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Thoughts Arrive

As life displays
its certain sights
thoughts arrive
in days and nights.
Seasons become
as a destiny
mindful desires
within history.
Thinking thoughts
of distant faces
from within
the distant places.
Just like a pond
with ripples lost
moments become
 as merely thoughts.
Thoughts of then
that came to be
things we heard
both you and me.
The past has ways
of changing views
as our eyesight’s
times infuse.
Time might laugh
at your troubles,
but give strength
within the doubles.
So many lessons
come and go
that might be life
to help us grow.
Just like a pond
in rippling scale
as our thoughts
in life’s detail.
Providing ways
for you to get by
as you remember
as thoughts arrive.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 6,  2019

Roads We Travel

Things we see
as time passes by
might be illusions
might be the sky.
Life as a pattern
created as stages
roads we travel
discern the ages.
Maybe a river
or tiny water flow
the roads of life
will then bestow.
Showing scenes
of things to grasp
of our memoirs
seasonal past.
Roads we travel
might become
a time of life
a summer sun.
Often as flavors
a tasty treat
traveled upon
with car or feet.
They may be tar
or may be gravel
many pathways
roads we travel.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 6,  2019

Mowing Through Life

Within life and times
there comes a view
that might need help
from me and you.
Just like a mower
to shorten the pain
our life often needs
some help to gain.
Mowing through life
on a old lawn mower
might show signs
of pathways in store.
Grass that’s higher
needing mowed down
as times we recall
we had just a frown.
Joined in with weeds
hidden in the grass
as pages are turned
from future to past.
Mow down the sadness
and create a smile
as life moves onwards
mile after mile.
Look for the blessings
look for the good
that is often as grasses
just misunderstood.
Look out in a field
and find you a view
mowing through life
to a time brand new.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 7,  2019

Now Returns

The past has ways
of changing views
greens of grass
and skies of blues.
Now might seem
as just a time
a place within
a moment’s mind.
The seasons bring
new sights to see
as now and then
with you and me.
We might even
see such a sight
as a stormy day
that joins a night.
Old perspectives
on a house of then
might awaken
a thought within.
A real old house
might show a sign
of life from then
of another time.
It might now show
how life discerns
as we look on
and now returns.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 7,  2019


Open your eyes
and see the views
the scenes of life
that times infuse.
Find the colors
painted so well
as enlightenment
a story to tell.
Lose the negativity
in a positive note
find the best way
to float your boat.
Allow for colors
of seasonal style
to for a moment
give you a smile.
Within discrepant
conflicting minds
so many develop
losing designs.
So be enlightened
of fiction or truth
find what’s factual
and not just couth.
Be as enlightened
as you can be
finding what’s true
in all that you see.
Even what’s hidden
as invisible scenes
can be the spirits
of so many things.
Let enlightenment
become your view
seeing what’s false
seeing what’s true.
Allow for lessons
of fails to become
as enlightenment
a new day begun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 8,  2019

Time is a Story

Life that of water
flowing in the blue
becomes as a story
that ones see in you.
Maybe as you ripple
in what that you say
time becomes echoes
in you day after day.
Many may anger you
creating some scenes
as your waters rush
into living streams.
Time creates artwork
painted as we move
while deep within us
leaves quite a groove.
Need is the inspirer
that brings into place
time as perspective
as heartbeats enlace.
Scented of a dream
textured of a time
moments might seem
as rhythm or rhyme.
Beating as a journal
words written down
time becomes a path
to a smile or a frown.
For as our emotions
are as that in a dory
we can find hopeful
for time is a story.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 9,  2019

Lost in Thought

Patience is seconds
turned into hours
as time goes finding
all that empowers.
Thoughts of a day,
of a time or place
lost in a whirlwind
you try to embrace.
Autumn’s beginnings
and endings alike
tend to lose  many
as time takes a hike.
Sometimes the leaves
of an autumn flair
leave ones dreaming
of a silent prayer.
One they wanted
to surely come true
when lost in thought
of a better view.
We each seek places
and faces of peace
within our own way
of a daily release.
Hearts begin racing
as want does arrive
replacing our needs
with a colorful drive.
Then as we find all
that can’t be bought
we might just find
we’re lost in thought.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 9,  2019

Snowy Haze

Time is a season
and life is a quest
as Christmas snow
is the very best.
A season of white
becomes the view
as a snowy haze
and glorious hue.
Imagine the times
the scenes became
as a snowy haze
for times to attain.
Brought so alive
within our minds
a snowy haze’s
awesome designs.
Snowflakes falling
landing all around
creating a haze
with nary a sound.
Yet if you listen
closely to the wind
you may just hear
a time transcend.
Scenes with words
floating in the sky
snowflakes falling
with winter’s reply.
With a snowy haze
there is much more
a season of style
like times before.
Just like artwork
the season begins
drawing in the sky
with whitish pens.
Hold the moments
inside of your gaze
of a Christmastime
and a snowy haze.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 10,  2019

Beach Lodge

In an ocean of time
faraway in the past
there is a memory
a shadow we cast.
Places remembered
as time moves on
now as a rhythm
seeming as a song.
We heard the waves
that spoke so clear
in the Beach Lodge
of yesteryear.
We took pictures
to put in a frame
a time to remember
that life did attain.
We saw from afar
so many things
horses on the beach
and other scenes.
Now it’s so distant
a day faraway
as time moved on
to a different day.
The food that we ate
was the best of all
burgers so good
they did so enthrall.
My wife and I hope
to once again arrive
right by the beach
on a heartfelt drive.
We each have times
that come and go
leaving us things
we used to know.
Times that seemed
to duck and dodge
maybe just like the
old Beach Lodge.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 10,  2019

Wheels Roll On

Thoughts are rolling
becoming views
as life displays the
daily news.
Blue skies above us
can be a dream
just like an ocean
or maybe a stream.
When wheels roll on
they leave a trace
impacted upon
a wanted embrace.
With some mountains
or maybe some hills
as life rolls on
each moment instills.
Look for the beauty,
look for the art,
the moments we find
as a beating heart.
Love is a doorway,
 a pathway to find
as wheels roll on
with time after time.
Allow for emotions
that a scene can give
driving through life
while learning to live.
Look beyond sadness
 of right and wrong
and find the blessings
as wheels roll on.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 10,  2019

for Aug 10,  2019

With just but a breath
a life can become a door
to open a mind.

Looking out windows
you might notice many things
that you think you need.

Finding memories
in the middle of the road
might have some pot holes.

Life as a chain link
can find many links missing
as time wears them out.

Glancing blows of life
can often knock us off track
so be on your guard.

Living for moments
can cause us to miss a few
due to our focus.

A flower’s journey
begins with merely a seed
that needs time to grow.

Mowing the wet grass
only promises it to bend
leaving many missed.

Minds in a circle
only repeat their actions,
so step from the loop.

A leaf falling down
does not make a single sound
until it’s rustled.

Beyond our blue sky
holds a dreamers perspective
and also the truth.

Cannot is not fact,
for there is often a path
that leads to a way.

Branching out for things
needs a firm grasp on the truth
or you will wither.

Chance is a moment
that comes and goes in our lives,
so use them wisely.

Belief in spirits
shows you have an open mind
or may have sensed them.

Challenges in life
come as our many struggles
that push us forward.

A rose is beauty
that’s guarded by many thorns
the same as people.

Tempting of a door
can often be just a sign
hanging with a lie.

A ship that’s sinking
can only find hope to float
if one’s bail water.

Deep within a dream
holds things we can imagine
and maybe make real.

Life is a shadow
that begins with sustenance
to give it meaning.

Tomorrow holds fuel
that many used yesterday
to get strength today.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 10,  2019

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