Set on Low


Hello my friends

It’s snowing again,  but not too much.
It’s only 19 F degrees outside 🙂  That’s
not too bad for January.  This passed
week has been sort of uneventful,  but
I’m sure I’ll come up with something
to tell ya LOL.  I had an appointment
with my doctor last Friday and she said
I was doing good,  but she still wants
my blood pressure down a bit lower so
she prescribed 40 mg of Lisinopril to
start on after I finish the last 20 mg that
I had and I did that Saturday night so
I’m doing well.  She said other than the
stuff that there can be nothing done for
me,  my blood pressure is finally down
a bit.  Judy is doing well.  She’s began
seeing a physical therapist for her right
shoulder that’s been giving her problems.
Hopefully she can get that rectified so
she can move her arm more freely and
it not hurting.  The boys are as ornery
as always.  They’re enjoying the snow 🙂
but only when it’s snow and not melted
snow which is then really cold water that
becomes ice LOL.  I don’t care for the
ice either so I fully understand hehehe.
When it’s ice outside I’ve gotta throw
ice melt like chicken feed every where
we are walking so to not slide on our
butts LOL.  Judy had Craft night last
night (Saturday).  She made a cute lil
plaque and now we’ve gotta figure out
how to get a hanger on it so it can be
hung up.  We’ll do that this week along
with me starting to work on my books
and getting the book covers designed
and then the poetry pictures converted
from JPG to PDF and then uploaded
for me to begin entering information
about the books.  So,  I will have my
hands full this week along with writing
10 poems and 22 haiku for next week
while also taking pictures for me to use.
I guess this is my life until my dying
day LOL.  Not much else going on in
this house.  Judy just got up and came
in here with me and the boys.  They
were happy to see her.  Rocky began
spinning around in circles as he does
when he gets excited LOL.  It’s begun
to snow rather a lot now.  Yep,  it is
coming down which is better than the
reverse that would totally freak me
out LOL.  Could you imagine looking
out to see snowflakes rising to the sky
rather than coming down?  That would
be freaky hehehe.  Well,  both Benny
and Rocky are now lying in the floor
lying in their doggy beds staying warm
near the radiator heater 🙂 and we’re
always pulling the away from it.  We
don’t want them poached,  plus we don’t
want a fire.  If we’re not in here,  the
heater is not on.  It’s a safety concern
we have.  If we go anywhere,  like to
town or something,  we turn it off and
rely on the furnace to keep the warmth,
but we keep the furnace thermostat
set on 55 F mainly to keep the chill off
as well as prevent the water pipes from
freezing.  We spend most of our time
in here (The Computer Room) where
along with the computers and monitors,
the radiator heater keeps it quite toasty.
We’ve also got a radiator heater in our
bedroom which is on all the time set on
low to help keep our room at a decent
temperature.  The boys don’t go around
it.  Their beds are on Judy’s side of the
bed 🙂  which is nowhere near where the
radiator heater is.  The boys do have a
heater vent right near them that keeps
them warm though when the furnace
comes on.  We make sure that the boys
are taken care of.  We don’t want them
to catch cold.  Although they do have
to go outside to go potty and they both
play in the snow LOL,  but it’s nice to
be able to come inside to warm up 🙂
Anyways,  that’s about all that I can
think of right now to tell you.  So,  I
reckon it’s time for me to begin my lil
quest back through all that I’ve 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.  And with that
said,  it’s away I go to that place of my
recollections 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.  Here goes…

Set on Low

Our hopes and dreams
or daily desires
can become troubles
as burning fires.
Set your sights truthful
on what needs be done
and not way too high
for just having fun.
Look for the lessons
that wants can unleash
when set too high
and ending your peace.
Time is a turnstile
that opens and closes
that might give us much
in heavier doses.
Let God to guide you
to an evenly flow
not expecting too much
with hope set on low.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 12,  2020

I hope you liked the poem.  I also hope
you enjoyed my rambling and it didn’t
bore you to death LOL.  Well I’ve been
trying to think of anything I may have
forgotten to tell you and I can’t think of
nothing other than of course what I tell
you every week and that is,  I wrote a
few more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
10 more poems and 2 of them are a bit
Christmassy 🙂  I also wrote 22 more
haiku for all the haiku lovers out there.
Well it looks as though it’s time for me
to start searching 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.  Now,
where can that ornery off switch be at
this week?  Hmm,  that’s surprising 🙂
it’s not in any of the obvious places
that it has hidden in the past.  LOL I
see ya you silly thing.  I caught a little
glimpse of you hiding over to the left
of me in my bag of software.  Were ya
coming up for a breath of air?  I did
not know that you breathed hehehe.
Got ya,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

We’re as Crops

We are the seeds
that yield a force
as time ticks on
a journey’s course.
Just like a dream
that feeds a mind
we each tick on
in our own design.
So many become
a turbulent view
of paintings of life
a bad tasting brew.
Leaving the seeds
of our yesterdays
found to become
wrenching displays.
Become the seeds
of life and love
watered with peace
of God up above.
Allow your seeds
to become a plant
that feeds ones hope
not saying I can’t.
Become as crops
to feed and bestow
the ways of life
to help them grow.
Give of yourself
a prayerful design
one that of love
for others to find.
We should begin
to find what’s true
times dimensions
within me and you.
For we’re as life
to connect the dots
bleeding the same
yes we’re as crops.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 7,  2020

Nature of Time

The past and present
are what many see
when looking at now
reflecting history.
Life gives a portfolio
of all that it is
as the nature of time
might give us a quiz.
We need to remember
and then understand
time is as stages
as life’s rubber band.
It snaps in an instance
as a minutes mirror
as the nature of time
becomes more clearer.
Sometimes our minds
are full of despair
when we look back at
our life everywhere.
Often the memories
will seem as mirage,
but they’re so real
as a painful barrage.
The past and present
hold so many views
seeming so countless
within the days news.
Becoming as echoes
of a distant mind
we’re needing to learn
the nature of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2020

Drifting in Dreams

Looking for artwork
as a  picture taken
a page of a book
might be mistaken.
We’re often drifting
in a pool of desire
dreams of a time
hoping to transpire.
So many encounters
become as a dream
such as emotions
of a living stream.
Flowing as a river
that unleashes time
pages upon pages
of a dreamers design.
You may then reveal
a glistening view
within your dreams
of waters of blue.
Enhance your vision
with a dreamers eyes
and allow hopeful
to fill up your skies.
Seek for a breath
of a brand new day
 drifting in dreams
in a wonderful way.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2020

Winter’s Journey

Rolling down roads
of a wintertime white
scenes come to life
with day unto night.
Scenes as blessings
then surely become
as a new day to see
with each rising sun.
Those winter scenes
so filled with wonder
can become so alive
as sounds of thunder.
Winter winds blow
as the snowflakes fly
starting their journey
down from the sky.
Wintertime’s ways
are as magical dreams
creating the essence
of so many scenes.
As times to remember
you will never forget
minutes and hours
that somehow connect.
Becoming puzzles
of a Christmas array
with winter’s journeys
from day unto day.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2020

Seeking Serendipity

With each destination
we uncover more paths
doorways and windows
of future from past.
Linking the moments
in chains of desires
is seeking serendipity
as life’s burning fires.
The colors can become
that of timeless arrays
scenes that of things
within wonderful ways.
Seeking serendipity
can sometimes explode
leaving only sadness
on an unpaved road.
Find in your thoughts
a most honorable path
a journey of truthful
that’ll most surely last.
Allow for the troubles
that’ll most surely come
for seeking serendipity
is the beat of a drum.
The minutes of a day
are as candles burning
that is often of desires
or what we’re earning.
So take care your path
with the colors of time
for seeking serendipity
can wear on your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2020

Blue Fairy Wren

Feathers of time
become as flight
scenes of a day
and also a night.
A blue fairy wren
is an Aussie bird
that’s just a wren
of a colorful word.
Its blue feathers
that are displayed
show within flight
its beautiful grade.
They change colors
according to life
as active or not
or seeking a wife.
They are a sight
to see in the trees
life in Australia
as colors of these.
A blue fairy wren
the same as others
Australian wrens
of different colors.
It can be found
within the wind
that little bird
the blue fairy wren.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2020

Green of Summer

Colors of life
essence of green
time comes alive
in every scene.
Maybe of times
scenic displays
green of summer
wonderful ways.
So many look on
to never see true
as summer gives
its wonderful hue.
Landscape begins
changing its style
green of summer
of its own smile.
Leaves of trees
might then begin
to rustle and roar
within the wind.
Time moves on
to then become
a season of life
a summery sun.
 Breath of life
of moments time
can continue on
within our mind.
Find the views
scenic drummer
within the days
 green of summer.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2020

Smallest Blooms

Looking closely
a life might seem
as light of day
the smallest thing.
It might blossom
to then become
the smallest view
a living drum.
Beating of style
a rhythm of time
smallest blooms
might unwind.
Displaying colors
orange and green
found so tiny
and barely seen.
You might even
see much more
that’s found on
the earthly floor.
Time might show
a days parade
minutes passing
Heaven made.
With a drop
of summer rain
smallest blooms
might then retain.
Becoming life
as it consumes
then becoming
smallest blooms.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 10,  2020

Cloudy Designs

Look to the sky
and find a place
a point in time
of Heaven’s grace.
Look on beyond
the sky of blue
and find a cloud
that smiles at you.
Cloudy dreams
of seasons smiles
can come to life
in many styles.
Forms of a heart
a beating design
within the clouds
our eyes can dine.
Scenes so sweet
as dreamers view
a cloudy day
displays for you.
Blue and white
combine together
to then become
our eyes endeavor.
Such as dreams
that times rejoice
a magical place
with scenic voice.
Blessings gathered
Heaven combines
the scenes we see
in cloudy designs.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 10,  2020

Wintertime’s Snow

There are the times
we find precisions
within the moments
of many decisions.
We’ll look at time
and see a sight
that then becomes
as winters white.
We may remember
an ocean of snow
a place of wonder
we used to know.
There may be signs
of eyes with glee
amidst the snow
just trying to see.
It might be a friend
with four little paws
a wintertime dog
seeking Santa Claus.
He searches the sky
to find a display
the sight of Santa
and his flying sleigh.
Yet you might only
be within dreams
the sight of times
not what it seems.
The light of day
might only bestow
Christmas dreams
of wintertime’s snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 11,  2020

for Jan 11,  2020

A dreamer dreaming
creates possibilities
that could come to be.

Life of a flower
is determined by its care
and its wish to live.

A brief breath of air
can break the silence in life
that might create fear.

Found in darkness
there is light that is hidden
just needing a prayer.

Deciphering life
can leave you with some riddles
that might be useless.

Journeying through time
you might get lost in a path
that has many holes.

Synchronizing now
with what that you remember
can create problems.

Shadows of ourselves
are often found in others
as they watch our style.

Believe in yourself
and you can do miracles,
but stay real to life.

Chancing a moment
you might find many troubles
you did not expect.

Autumn leaves that fall
create artwork for many
and work for others.

Beyond many thoughts
are the beginnings of more
awaiting their time.

Living in a dream
that is not reality
can create nightmares.

Beginning stories
often gets lost in the words
so speak them clearly.

Jumbled emotions
come from much indecision
of what you can do.

When saying you can’t
when you’ve never ever tried
you create weakness.

Searching for a cloud
in the midst of the sunshine
you might find a few.

Raindrops from Heaven
are as blessings of moments
unless it’s a flood.

Coins in your pocket
can be tellers of your stance,
so don’t rattle them.

Seeking for a smile
you might need to water one
with your reflection.

A season of life
can become sadness or joy,
for it’s up to us.

Many transgressions
are fueled by stupidity,
so listen and learn.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 11,  2020

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