Telling All


Hello my friends

It’s been another weird week to pass us by
as the weather continues it’s up and down
stride.  Right now it’s 25 F degrees and the
rest of the week’s high’s supposed to be in
20’s and 30’s and we’re expecting snow all
 throughout the week.  Anyways that’s our
winter.  Yep,  warmer than normal.  So what
else is going on up here?  It’s been another
week of the same old stuff.  I’m actually
looking forward to the snow,  so that I can
go out and play with the boys in it and take
a few pictures.  I’m evidently the only one
up here there loves the snow.  I believe it
could be due to me be raised in Texas and
not seeing that much snow.  It makes me
feel like a kid and the snow is so magical
as it creates masterpieces out of landscape
and anything else it lands upon.  The days
are slowly but surely getting longer.  Judy
and I went to Walmart today to do a little
shopping being we got paid Saturday.  We
didn’t have much to shop with before LOL.
We’re doing OK.  I’ve been getting a little
claustrophobic due to having nowhere to
go or anybody, friends or family to visit,
but I guess I’ll survive.  Judy and I have
plans on doing a little miniature golf this
year.  I found a place near where we live
that we can go to play.  Judy’s said she’s
never played miniature golf.  I’ve played
it a few times,  but I am no expert LOL.
Nope,  but it’s not about being good at
it.  It’s about having fun.  If we like it,
we might go again sometime :),  maybe
even a few more times.  We found out
today that one of our real good friends
that is nearly family is very sick from
what the doctors think was a spider bite.
They are telling all that she might not
live and to visit her now if you are able.
At the moment the doctors aren’t sure
of what bit her,  but with speculation
it could of been a spider that bit her
on her neck.  Please send Marissa your
prayers.  She’s only in her late 30’s we
are not for sure at the moment.  She’s
way down at the Portland Hospital
that’s about 250 miles south of us.  It
is so sad.  I am still praying for her a
speedy and full recovery,  but in the
doctors views they don’t think she will
live.  God has been good to Judy and I.
We do have our fair share of problems,
for the most part,  we survive.  Thank
You God for always watching over us
and sending your many angels to help
us when we’re in need.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to begin my search 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 always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I believe I may of stumbled on a good
title a little less than halfway back in
my rambling 🙂 and now after checking
I see that it has not been used yet,  so
used it shall be.  Here goes…

Telling All

Words and phrases
our minds perceive
so often are only
as a web we weave.
Creating stories
from words ones say
might be only lies
from a dismal day.
Many are journeys
that words may tell
times within minds
of a sickly spell.
Often what’s heard
is but only the pain
while not telling all
and not to explain.
Don’t just assume
that what ones say
is really the truth
within a weary way.
Listen to moments
that ones may show,
but don’t assume it’s
all you need to know.
For so many times
a person may fall
leaving perspective
and not telling all.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 2,  2020

I hope you liked and even understood
the poem and you were not too bored
from all of my rambling.  Please say a
prayer for our friend Marissa.  She is
in need of many now.  So I guess that’s
about all that I can think of to tell you
aside from what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  This week though I only
wrote 8 poems due to me working on
my books converting from JPG to PDF,
but there is one semi Christmas poem
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 reckon it’s
time for me to begin looking for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a wonderful
and blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where can that confounded off switch
be trying to hide this time?  Hmm,
looking in a few of its previous hiding
spots. LOL OK so that is sort of new.
I was looking through my desk a little
while ago trying to find a old heating
oil receipt from DOC’s to see when it
was that I bought heating oil last and
 found some old phone numbers that
I printed out.  I laid them on top of my
desk and that seems to be where that
little ornery off switch chose to hide 🙂
It was right up under it trying not to
move,  but as usual it couldn’t stay still.
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
8 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Evening Awakens

Sunshine glistens
as it fades away
displaying signs
of the end of day.
Maybe of colors
that of a flame
orange to yellow
times to attain.
Evening awakens
with scenic glow
a time so divine
a seasonal show.
Winter might be
a glistening find
helping to display
an evening’s shine.
You may perceive
the gold of bliss
that of a moment
a seasonal kiss.
Look to the sky
and watch it form
colors of time
again to be born.
Imagine its phase
as life’s memory
within the sky
for many to see.
Seeming timeless
it may become
evening awakens
end of the sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 30,  2020

Mural’s Beginning

So many moments
time may unleash
heavenly paintings
filled full of peace.
Seeming as murals
upon scenic walls
God is the painter
a season befalls.
Began as a picture
that’s so very real
moments in essence
on life’s windowsill.
Heavenly paintings
the hills may seem
in winters of white
lifetimes of dream.
For as the scenes
continue their style
mural’s beginning
gives us a smile.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 30,  2020

Silence is Golden

Looking in a mirror
life might expose
the scenes from within
that nobody knows.
Sometimes within us
is a story to tell
of a time in our mind
of a wishing well.
We might remember
where hills came alive
in times so magical
we found as surprise.
Potent fond memories
continue to live on
as a time and a place
of a so distant dawn.
For the moment lives
and isn’t too far away,
as it lives deep within
each wondrous display.
Also within pictures
it breathes a breath
of times remembered
of which came to rest.
Don’t let the scenery
of good times to die
hold them tightly
to never say goodbye.
Keep the memories
of the days of olden
living in your dreams
for silence is golden.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 30,  2020

Leaving Eve

Driving from time
that minutes surpass
you may just find
a shadow you cast.
Leaving memories
a view of a phase
you might discover
a new path to gaze.
A road to illusions
that might be surreal
as they become as
a heartbeat’s  appeal.
Such as evenings
with yellowish tint
in rearview mirrors
of where you went.
Timeless journeys
as places to perceive
remembering then
when leaving eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 31,  2020

Memories of Milo

Christmas of times
recordings of bliss
begins as a journey
of a seasonal kiss.
Taken as a blessing
footprints in snow
written as memoirs
moments bestow.
Pages from a book
of endless dreams
always burn brighter
as Christmas scenes.
White snow billows
as a certain song
Christmas essence
as time moves on.
Creating memories
of our doggy friend
memories of Milo
are within the wind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 31,  2020

Sunny Days

Flowers blooming
sights which to see
seasons discovered
is life given free.
Doors to Heaven
will open a path
displaying scenes
of future and past.
Take a look around
and see the sights
seeming as artwork
a painter delights.
So often moments
can pass thereunto
leaving our shadows
for others to view.
Found as footprints
our lifetimes portray
within the flowers
of day after day.
Take time to enjoy
the flowers of time
on the sunny days
or phases you find.
Find you a sight
that creates a style
moments of splendor
illumed with a smile.
Times as flowers
as lifetimes to gaze
found as blessings
on bright sunny days.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2020

Within a Photo

Living as a breeze
that seconds inlay
time begins moving
as day after day.
Pictures are taken
as a breath of air
minutes consumed
with pixels of flare.
Dots all connected
to become a scene
deep within a photo
a time all agleam.
I often find myself
searching to find
a time to remember
and awesome design.
Time comes to life
as a hidden detail
deep within a photo
a dogs wagging tail.
You might even see
a man standing there
with camera in hand
a picturesque flair.
Finding then a day
a moment’s design
within a window
of time after time.
Allow then a breath
of a scenic parade
deep within a photo
a timeless cascade.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2020

Our Two Boys

Four paws standing
in snow of white
become as artwork
a wonderful sight.
Standing together
they watch a while
their wagging tails
and each little smile.
They’re our two boys
we love them true
for they give smiles
in all that they do.
They frolic in snow
that winter’s inlaid
and even in spring
as snow starts to fade.
They are our boys
so filled with love
for they were a gift
from Heaven above.
They’re a bit ornery,
but we don’t care,
because they are our
answers to prayer.
They give us thanks
for their doggy toys
with wags of their tails
they’re our two boys.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2020

for Feb 1,  2020

Time is but a thing
that so many misconceive
thinking it stands still.

Our efforts of life
should be displayed in actions
not within our words.

Haste can destroy us
as hurry finds many holes
for us to fall in.

Standing in a storm
you might think it’s meant for you,
but it’s passing through.

The length of a chain
determines distance of grasp
or lack of movement.

Mornings give chances
to correct our yesterdays
with lessons we learned.

So many trials
are from the wrong turns we made
when we hurried through.

Windows to springtime
are often seen with changes
such as melting snow.

Challenging struggles
can often make you stronger
learning your limits.

Rivers of lifetimes
might rush through our emotions
leaving some ripples.

The sky above us
can reflect within a pond
showing many clouds.

When frowning too much
you can cause downfalls in life
that grew from your face.

Within a mirror
you might find a reflection
that mirrors the past.

Fields of daisies
can overtake the moments
hiding the grasses.

Making decisions
is a chore that many cease
due to their failures.

Grabbing breaths of air
from that of suffocation
can create much fear.

Losing your marbles
of moments disarray
might be due to age.

The lessons we learn
can become enhanced gateways
to new things to learn.

Many discussions
begin with many answers
creating questions.

Leaves of emotions
are as yesterday’s shadows
blowing in the wind.

Holding to the past
you might prevent any growth
from finding today.

Yearning for true love
there may be many liars
seeking for your hand.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2020

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