When We Mess Up


Hello my friends

It’s been a non spring summer week
these passed few days LOL.   We got
over a foot of snow Saturday.  The
snow had finally all melted away and
then boom,  here’s some more hehehe.
It’s melting though almost as fast as
it fell being the temperature has been
warmer which in turn gave the ground
a chance to warm up as well.  Though
I did have to get out and snow blow
the driveway a bit because Judy and I
needed things from the store and the
driveway was still hidden beneath a bit
of snow that had not melted yet.  The
snow blowing was a work out due to
the snow being wet and packing in the
ejector tube of the snow blower and
me having to tilt it up and unplug it
multiple times LOL.  Not to worry,
the snow blower is 80 volts and will
only run if I’m holding the handle.
Once the handle lever is released it
turns off.  It came with a little tool
to dig out the snow if it gets packed.
LOL I was fixing to holler get your
snow cones here hehehe.  Being that
the snow was so wet it made the snow
blower to pack it often just like those
old snow cone makers hehehe.  I was
wore out after that,  but still had a
little to do so I got the snow shovel
and finished it.  The roads were clear.
The snow’s melting quickly.  We may
yet have spring and summer in one
lump hehehe.  It’s having a bit of a
problem making up its mind LOL.
It seems Benny loves for me to blow
snow on him.  He gets right in my way
and just waits for me to blow the snow
on him Hahaha.  He is so silly.  His
brother Rocky is often with Benny as
the snow blower is blowing,  but I
think he was ready to go back inside.
He did though come back out time
to time to walk around with Benny.
LOL even he in his little doggy mind
is probably saying,  “my brother is
crazy”.  LOL Benny is maybe saying
the same about him being when Rocky
gets excited he begins spinning around
in circles 🙂  When Judy and I said to
them do yall wanna go for a ride when
we were heading to town,  Rocky spun
so much and so fast I thought he was
going to make himself throw up LOL.
Hehehe it gets weird around here at
times,  but all in all we’re doing well.
It’s looking as though we might have
a few more wintery days.  50% chance
for snow on Tuesday,  but as long as
the temperatures don’t remain in the
freezing range the snow should melt
quickly.   There’s 50 to 80% chance
of rain on Monday LOL.  The war of
the seasons has begun hehehe.  Which
will win?  Only God knows 🙂  I’m sure
that what’s meant to be will be as for
as that’s concerned.  God is still with
us watching over us as are many angels
that He has sent or allowed to be with
us and guide us.  Thank You God for
always being with us and not giving
up on us when we mess up.  AMEN.
Now I do believe it’s time for me to
begin my little 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 new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go,  to that lil
place of my recollection that I like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
may 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…

When We Mess Up

It’s through failures
that strength becomes
the brightest of lights
as our shining suns.
We might mess up
and create a design
one that is inlaid
deep within our mind.
We might even find
we’re doing it wrong
when we find out
it’s taking too long.
The lessons of time
are often as air
given for a moment
as answers to prayer.
For it’s with stumbling
we learn how to stand
those God given times
that turn out so grand.
We need to look within
and find a living cup
filled full of lessons
when we mess up.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2020

There ya go :).  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling.
I want to take this time to wish my
mom a happy Mother’s Day.  I just
called her on the phone and did just
that 🙂  So I reckon that’s all that I
have to tell other than what I tell you
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers 10
more poems with 1 of them being sort
of Christmassy.  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 with
that said I believe it’s time for me to
begin my search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish all
of the moms a Happy Mother’s Day
and for you all to have a wonderful
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where can that
ornery off switch be trying to hide :)?
Hmm,  I think I see some movement
right behind my keys and I believe
I can hear a slight jingling hehehehe.
For Heaven’s sake can’t you sit still
for even a second?  Must you always
be doing the find me if ya can dance?
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Heading In

Yearning discerning
waters of blue
becomes so distant
as lifetimes accrue.
Within our vision
we might see sights
when heading in
from many delights.
Water might ripple
within our path
as moments bestow
shadows we cast.
Time becomes alive
with a passing gaze
leaving the ripples
so many appraise.
So many challenges
are that of a fish
moments we sought
we thought delish.
Venturing outward
in our boat of life
we may find times
filled with strife.
Look for the beauty
within the waves
the ripples of times
of wondrous arrays.
Say a little prayer
to help you begin
and find answers
when heading in.

©By Bill Pearce
May 5,  2020

Remembering Dawn

Beginning a venture
of summertime days
time gives reflections
an ocean of waves.
Life can seem horrid
with echoes of wind
found in memories
of beginning to end.
We’ve each got times
we remember so well
the moments we find
with a magical spell.
Hypnotic emotions
become as our view
remembering dawn
of an ocean of blue.
Search your memory
and locate the scenes
timeless recollections
within living dreams.
Created from waves
of a so distant shore
that lives within you
for time to explore.
Found in a memory
of yet another day
each scene holds fast
in its own little way.
It becomes a mirror
of time that lives on
as echoes repeating
remembering dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2020

Snow Comes Alive

Short sighted people
see only the pain
when the snowflakes
for down time again.
Yet, there’s a portion
of ones like me
that see snowflakes
so fluffy and free.
Each flake that lands
a life is created
minutes fall in place
that I anticipated.
As instilled pageants
created in white
the snow comes alive
as a magical sight.
A Heaven sent view
It’s a Heavenly view
that does so revive
my heart and soul
as snow comes alive.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2020

Pink Flowers

Moments that gather
minutes consume
seeming as timeless
life comes attune.
We’re as the flowers
that so many see
within connections
of you and of me.
We may be of colors
gathered in place
that of pink flowers
a timeless enlace.
We’re as the oceans
counted as days
formed of a concept
so often as waves.
Our life is a journey
a pathway to trod
as moments expose
the gifts of God.
We may see but only
the times ahead
and not see so clear
our daily bed.
We may find chances
that we must take
which might recoil
seconds mistake.
Yet many that pass
change into hours
which might become
as our pink flowers.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2020

Beneath The Ice

We might see
a frozen scene
flowing waters
hidden stream.
Just as peoples
flowing minds
beneath the ice
of their designs.
Time may be
a counted day
beneath the ice
another way.
We might only
find ones style
timeless smile.
Seasons mind
may only show
beneath the ice
the waters flow.
People tend to
hide their view,
but be frozen
a little askew.
Living waters
yet oh so cold
may be hidden
as times unfold.
They may need
a helping hand
in cold waters
shifting sand.
Give a prayer
for an icy soul
to be as waters
of greater goal.
Help them find
what is so nice
as life and love
beneath the ice.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2020

Christmas Reflections

Through my eyes
I see such a sight
as snowflakes fall
daylight and night.
Time becomes gold
in wondrous decor
reflecting displays
of all that I adore.
Scenes come to life
as billows of snow
fall to the ground
and begin to grow.
Creating an essence
of a Christmas view
reflecting desires
as moments accrue.
Joining landscapes
becoming as one
Christmas reflections
are second to none.
They harness power
of Heaven’s displays
blessings delivered
in God filled arrays.
White as a blessing
that God did begin
moments arrival
forgiveness of sin.
Creating the styles
of many collections
this is what’s called
Christmas reflections.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2020

Summer’s Dock

Then and now
create a phase
as fishing gear
awaits its ways.
Lobster traps
a sight to see
become a tool
a fishing spree.
Scenes appear
a scenic sight
within summer
moments unite.
Becoming life
of a fisherman
the path begins
away from land.
Within scenes
some will flock
to begin from
summer’s dock.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2020

Sunset Peace

Beams of heaven
show their sight
evening’s view
the start of night.
Sunshine shines
as streaks of gold
creating scenes
as times unfold.
Sunset glimmers
evenings style
sense of wonder
as clouds compile.
Painting scenes
as art of time
the sun displays
a great design.
Seeming scented
a sunlight rose
evening begins
what time bestows.
Creating magic
within the sky
like a doorway
windows sigh.
Blissful moments
of timeless views
become sights
of wondrous hues.
Giving glimmers
of light’s increase
scenic blessings
of sunset peace.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2020

Just Like Hills

Within a frame
of now and then
time displays
where and when.
Stages become
as times mirage
 memories of
a life’s montage.
Maybe a scene
to ease your pain
just like sights
the falling rain.
Pages will turn
becoming more
a window view
of an open door.
Find the sights
much better days
scenes recalled
in bright arrays.
Then look deep
into your design
and find peace
of time to time.
Look up above
perceive the fact
and then find
what all is exact.
Let your sight
to find the skills
designing life
as just like hills.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2020

Awaiting For Stride

The blue of water
ripples and churns
timeless reminds
an echo discerns.
Becoming scenes
reflecting a door
which opens wide
with life to explore.
Stride’s awakened
as time takes ahold
becoming rhythms
that surely unfold.
Life is a moment
that boats sail on
as evening becomes
a passage to dawn.
Waiting for stories
to become as words
with waters of life
as a flock of birds.
Created as dreams
of a timeless desire
filled with emotions
an ocean’s empire.
Moments we view
might be as a glare
counted as ripples
in water and air.
Displaying a sign
our times coincide
we are as minutes
awaiting for stride.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2020

for May 9,  2020

Lost in perception
many confuse emotions
with their desires.

Sought after moments
can become many nightmares
if they’re wrong for you.

Trying times of life
can awaken strengths within
that we never knew.

Signs of illusions
can come from wishful thinking
about what that is not.

 Trails that we’re leading
might not be good to travel,
for they may have holes.

Counting your blessings
needs you to count your mistakes
to see the journey.

When without errors
there can be no growth of life,
for we learn from flaws.

Hurry of wantings
creates doors of confusion
that needs not be there.

Green grass of summer
might have many discretion
to mow or let grow.

Winter might hold tightly
as it delivers more snow,
but it will find end.

The leaves of autumn
find flavors within colors
that our view can taste.

Beyond illusions
reality might begin
in form of belief.

When seeking for facts
the journey might show falsehoods
that look like the truth.

Many will tell lies
when the truth is much better
because they’re liars.

Possessing the facts
you might discover something
that makes you question.

Mind over matter
does not work when counting sheep,
for they may be goats.

When changing your mind
you might be filled with questions
of better or worse.

Seeking for sunshine
in the darkness of the night
you might find moonlight.

So many may dream
of times that should not exist
and it destroy them.

Windows of our souls
tend to open for people
that we do not know.

Flowers of springtime
bring light to a darkened heart
and ignite passion.

Sharing your stories
with ones that never listen
is a waste of time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2020

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