Hello my friends

I hope you’ve been able to avoid that nasty
virus that’s been going around.  Judy and I
are doing well.  We’ve still got snow and we
have snow in the forecast for later tonight till
around noon Monday and then snowing ever
so often throughout the week.  Right now at
5 PM it’s 43 F degrees.  It’s supposed to drop
to 30 degrees tonight then a high of 35 F for
Monday.  So,  it seems springtime is trying
to get a foot hold,  but it can’t seem to get
a good grip hehehe.  I did a couple a music
videos Saturday.  Yep,  I carried my conga
drums outside and let the boys run around
while I played my drums.  They spent most
of their time behind me playing in the snow.
LOL our driveway is without snow and they
choose to play in the snow.  Go figure LOL.
Our boys are snow dogs hehehe.  Ok maybe
not so much Rocky,  but Benny literally loves
the snow.  Rocky follows Benny wherever he
goes and most times it’s trudging through the
snow Hahaha.  We love them boys hehehe 🙂
My videos came out pretty good,  but I do
need to get back to playing them.  I am well
out of practice.  I haven’t been playing them
as much as I used to in the past.  So,  what
else has gone on around this place?  Well,
it’s been pretty quiet around here of course
aside from our boys yapping time to time
for often no apparent reason LOL.  I think
they just love to hear their voice hehehe.  Yep
our home is a lively one,  🙂 NOT,  but Judy
and I do enjoy watching all of our favorite TV
programs together.  If I were alone, I would
not watch anything.  I was never much about
watching TV or movies by myself.  I might of
watched BBC’s Red Green,  Monty Python or
Benny Hill,  but not much else LOL.  I love
having Judy to spend my life with even if we
might have disagreements a misunderstanding
once in a while.  We made a pact to always
remember that we love one another even if the
moment is showing different.  Remembering
to calm down and apologize before letting
a mere moment to destroy a lifetime.  Though
thankfully we know that we’re in love and that
she and I are even best friends and if ya can’t
have a spat with your best friend,  who can ya
have a spat with hehehe.  So,  life goes on and
we’re doing our best to avoid that nasty old
COVID-19 virus.  Neither of us would do well
with that.  We’re praying that the virus finally
meets its end and we can all go back to living
as best that we are able.  It’s sad to say that it
has already taken many lives.  Lord God we
pray that You put your hand upon our lives
and protect us as this virus runs its course.  We
know that You are in control and there’s many
things we are not aware of,  so please God do
as You know You must to end its deadly path.
Thank You for always watching over us and
sending your many angels to protect us.  We
praise Your Name.  AMEN.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to be reading 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.  So it’s away I go to
that place of my recollection that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may of found
me a decent title about half way through my
rambling and now after checking I see that it
hasn’t been used yet,  so used it shall be today.
Here goes…


When in anger
look for peace
a time and place
with loves increase.
Search for times
remembered days
with life of love
in so many ways.
Don’t take to bed
your angered mind
for that only grows
a morbid design.
Open your heart
and let God in
while letting peace
to blow like wind.
Allow God’s love
to fill your eyes
as you learn to

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2020

There ya go,  I hope you liked the poem and
maybe even a bit of my rambling.  There’s not
much else to tell you.  My mom is still doing
well in her new abode.  My sister lives only a
couple of miles from her so they are looking
out for one another.  I wish I lived closer and
could visit them,  but it is what it is.  Judy and
I are doing OK.  Benny and Rocky are lying
in their doggy beds.  So that’s about all I’ve
got for ya other than what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems.
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 do believe
it’s time for me to begin searching for that
not so great at hiding off switch,  but before I
do that I need to wish you a safe and healthy
week filled with tons of blessings.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  So OK,  where
can that ornery off switch be hiding this time?
Hmm,  it’s not in one of its normal hiding spots.
Where can that confounded thing be hiding at
this time?   LOL,  I just heard and saw my lil
rootbeer candy bag rustle a little.  Hahahaha
did ya climb in it when I took the clip off to
get me a candy to suck on.  There,  you’re free.
Now find a better place to hide next time OK.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Unspoken Love

Life has a pattern
words do not know
as unspoken love
the moments bestow.
Creating heartbeats
an unspoken glance
time brings alive
hopeful and chance.
So many moments
that only you see
an unspoken love
deeper than the sea.
Many don’t know it
as time moves along
and they are missing
the unspoken song.
Songs of emotions
of loved ones in time
even of the animals
within all mankind.
We might have a pet
that we call a friend
that is much closer
than we comprehend.
Our pets might see
deep in our eyes
a lot of connections
that they recognise.
The sight they see
may fit like a glove
living in our life as
unspoken love.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2020

Glistening Scenes

Winter leaves traces
times to aspire
glistening scenes
of moments desire.
Trails as reflections
found day to day
glistening scenes
in every which way.
Life can be as dreams
of timeless paths
glistening scenes
of future and past.
Becoming a shadow
of then and gone
glistening scenes
reflect dusk to dawn.
Seeming as windows
left over views
glistening scenes
might surely bemuse.
Leaving in the wake
an essence of time
glistening scenes
that live on the mind.
Time’s as a doorway
to open and close
glistening scenes
that so many oppose.
Seasons snowflakes
can become dreams
that ones embrace
like glistening scenes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2020

Lydia Ann Lighthouse

A place of perception
a time frame begins
shining as a light
in nights ocean winds.
It’s life of a beacon
that warns in the night
Lydia Ann Lighthouse
such a magical sight.
It begins then at dusk
in its lighting array
to guide all the ships
oh so safely away.
The light keeper within
makes sure it shines
brightly by evening
the shore it defines.
Each night it awakens
to begin its quest
preventing a voyage
of being appressed.
Seeing shallow waters
and rocks that display
Lydia Ann Lighthouse
guides them away.
Then with the sunrise
a new day begins
the lighthouse stands
and time transcends.
Beginning a new day
preparing for the night
Lydia Ann Lighthouse
awaits with its light.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 25,  2020

Autumn Within

Colors remembered
minutes pass on
moments of autumn
time moves along.
Leaving us pictures
colors to entwine
scented of blessings
to live in the mind.
Timeless heartbeats
acquire many sights
as autumn within
the days and nights.
Seconds are counted
as earthly desires
seasons of grandeur
time that transpires.
Find you a moment
a time to begin
maybe some artwork
as autumn within.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 25,  2020

Shadows of Past

Living for moments
life finds a way
to become shadows
of one distant day.
Bringing forth time
as a second’s relief
shadows of past
that seemed so brief.
Some may perceive
then as illusion
the pages of a book
causing confusion.
Shadows of past
windows and doors
displaying echoes
that a mind explores.
Sometimes is found
as time to attain
while there are others
we cannot explain.
Old weathered times
as written memoirs
life is uncovered
as old rusted jars.
Found in a building
an old wooded shed
time is discovered
moving ahead.
Leaving some autos
an old time contrast
found as a moment
of shadows of past.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 25,  2020

Enhanced Waters

Reflecting our life
as seasons begin
minds have ways of
letting sadness in.
So look for smiles
of a moment’s rose
that of a choice
you one day chose.
Look beyond grief
and find a reflection
as moments in time
a happy connection.
Enhance your view
with hopeful seeds
of times that of life
you found in weeds.
For within seasons
a second can delight
enhancing moments
within the daylight.
Becoming a pattern
that’s as waters flow
timeless perception
enhanced to bestow.
Seasons repeating
reflections design
pouring as rhythms
to live in the mind.
Life is a doorway
time pours through
as enhanced waters
from old to anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2020

Pink of Time

When time begins
a saddened face
look for joyful
times to enlace.
Find you a scene
that comes alive
as pink of time
to help survive.
As days and weeks
begin their way
times will show
a little of gray.
Seek for moments
a wonderful hue
maybe a thought
a sky of blue.
Let it be a journey
thoughts to take
timeless as life
visions to make.
Find a perspective
as colors of life
magical scenes
lesser of strife.
Open the window
within inner eyes
and view details
of true blue skies.
Find you a scene
that fills a rhyme
moments joyful
as pink of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2020

Tracks of Desire

Unfathomed trails
that we travel on
could create doom
just ticking along.
Desired emotions
can create paths
tracks that lead to
the shadow we cast.
Moments windows
can open and close
and make choices
a weed or a rose.
Tracks of desire
can unleash a train
when seeking times
not worth to attain.
Let God guide you
to ways to bestow
upon living tracks
a good way to flow.
Seek for the better
let go of the worse,
because your wants
can end up adverse.
So find the passage
with a better view
while doing in life
what’s best to do.
Open your eyes up
and seek to aspire
all that you need
not tracks of desire.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2020

Waters Ripple

Like a wave
so small in style
waters ripple
with their smile.
Skies above
unending dreams
continue on
creating scenes.
Waters flow
a timeless quest
a page a stage
with more or less.
Maybe time
of endless blue
may just mimic
waters view.
Time begins
just like a trickle
life bestowing
waters ripple.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2020

Awaiting Springtime

Scenes becoming
as timeless true
awaiting springtime
to say hi to you.
Time is but a story
as moments concise
seeming as paintings
in winter’s disguise.
The minutes unite
momentous scenes
portraits of seconds
ponds or streams.
You may see winds
of a springtime day
or maybe mallards
in a magical way.
Life is a doorway
windows of sight
seasons becoming
daylight and night.
Find you a dream
an awesome view
one that of seasons
from old to anew.
Find the blessings
each moment can be
praying to Heaven
God has the key.
Unleash moments
blessings to find
and find peaceful
awaiting springtime.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 28,  2020

for Mar 28,  2020

Time is a keeper
of our dreams and decisions
and holds them within.

Shadows of ourselves
may look unlike memories,
but be of the truth.

Today’s tomorrow
might have a ton of regrets
from putting things off.

Challenging others
for what you are unaware
can lead to trouble.

The leaves of autumn
are but only reflections
in winter and spring.

So many colors
can become something other
blending together.

Life creates actors
to begin moving about
within reactions.

Life is as a stage
of a timeless storybook
from flesh to spirit.

A lion might roar,
but the roar may be peaceful
with wrong perception.

Linking together
all of our wants and wishes
we might become one.

Striving to find breath
in the midst of a storm cloud
you might find raindrops.

Silence can be loud
heard with only our heartbeats
as worry begins.

When changing channels
on a mindset illusion
you might find a dream.

Storms will surely come,
but peace awaits with rainbows
to calm the moment.

Now may be a breath
that was breathed as we wanted,
but need was not there.

Looking to a field
you might see many flowers
as well hidden weeds.

Planting a heartbeat
in a perplexing passion
can create much pain.

Within today’s news
there might be hidden pages
that only share lies.

Thriving for others
can often be your downfall
as others evade.

Countless emotions
come from our will to survive
and which way we turn.

Belief in monsters
only makes them real for you,
unless others see.

The nights we worry
allowing nightmares to win
we’re giving them strength.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 28,  2020

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