Grateful For All


Hello my friends

I hope you had a nice weekend and a safe
4th of July.  Judy and I did as we always
do and just sat at home watching TV as we
enjoyed each others company.  Benny and
Rocky kept us entertained LOL.  We were
going to watch one of our videos,  but the
DVD/Blueray player must of gotten ruined
in one of our power outages,  so we’ll have
to buy another one.  So,  the video will have
to wait until then 🙂  We might buy another
one Monday.  It rained a lil bit this passed
week.  The wind blew quite hard LOL.  So
hard that it blew our lighthouse off of its
perch and it was standing at an angle 🙂
Judy went over and put it back.  I’ll get
out there one day this week and see what
I can do about stabilizing it a bit.  But it
doesn’t move until we have a 40 mph and
above gusts of wind hehehe.  I’m going to
have to climb up on our porch and do a
few fixes,  being that when the wind blows
briskly from the north it tends to find a
few places to leak water into the porch.
So I’ll head up there and find the places
and seal them up.  The only thing that I
hate about doing that is the fact that I’m
scared of heights ever since 2000 when I
fell at work and rammed 3 one inch steel
rods into my skull and had to have my
skull stapled and stitched back together
again.  Thankfully it did not kill me,  but
it did leave me with a fear of heights and
now I tremble with fear to get on a step
stool and much more so with a latter.
Today is nice and cool with a high of 69.
It’s 67 F right now at 5 PM.  I can handle
days like today 🙂  Yeppers,  if it would
stay just like today temperature wise,  I
would be in Heaven 🙂  I love it when it
rains too.  The air is so stimulating.  It’s
a true gift from God.  There’s not much
going on around here.  I’m trying to get
this written before our TV programs
come on this evening.  LOL I believe I
may of gotten a good start.  I’ve got 3
hours to finish this LOL.  It’s supposed
to rain today and it may of even rained
a little,  but I just wasn’t aware of it 🙂
No matter,  we’re going to enjoy the day
and just relax.  I did manage to take a
few pictures this week when we went to
town to do some shopping.  So I’ll be
putting a few in my stationery.  We’re
still hanging in there as we pray for life
to get back to a more even keel.  God
has been good to us.  We have all that
we need and even a few of our wants 🙂
The boys (Benny and Rocky) are doing
well.  We’re hoping and praying that
life gets better and the virus fades away
so that my daughter and granddaughter
can come up for a visit this fall. I miss
them.  I miss all my family and friends,
but I doubt any will ever be able to make
their way up here for a visit.  But Jamye
had already made plans for coming up
this fall before the COVID hit.  Please
keep that in your prayers.  We’re still
very grateful for all that God has done
for us and all that He will most surely
do.  Thank You God.  AMEN. Now,  I
believe it’s time for me to be reading
back on 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 lil
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE…….
I believe I may of found a fairly 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…

Grateful For All

Life gives us struggles
some in the mind
times we encounter
as an uneven line.
Courses we followed
from left unto right
that made us stronger
to fulfill the fight.
Each breath partaken
may seem real hard
as we continue
to seek a new yard.
Finding the pathways
of good to unfold
giving us the lessons
from young unto old.
Don’t let regretful
to be what stands tall.
Learn to be thankful
and grateful for all.

©By Bill Pearce
July 5,  2020

There ya go hehehe.  I hope ya liked the
poem and maybe even a little bit of my
rambling hehehe.  It looks like it could
rain any moment right now,  but so far,
nothing.  No matter,  the air is filled with
the aroma.  So I guess that’s about all I
can think of to tell you other than what
I tell you every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10
more poems,  but no Christmas poems
this week.  Maybe next week HoHoHo.
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 with that said,  I reckon I need
to start searching for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but surely not before I wish
you a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where can that ornery off switch be at?
Hmm,  I thought I saw movement from
behind my camera,  but it was just the
air blowing the strap.  LOL I see ya you
little whippersnapper.  I was looking in
the right direction,  but the strap through
me off.  I see ya,  you’re hiding behind
my SONY Handy Cam that is behind my
Canon camera LOL.  Did ya slip.  I saw
it shake just enough for me to look again.
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 🙂

Lighthouse of Love

Searching for signs
of heartbeats desires
a lighthouse of love
most surely acquires.
Bringing its glisten
as the light of a star
and shining so bright
from near to afar.
Time gives chances
to become as a glow
that’s of heartbeats
with love to bestow.
It may seem vague
as flight of a dove,
but life is giving with
 a lighthouse of love.

©By Bill Pearce
June 29,  2020

Winter’s End

We often view
a sight of spring
with winter’s end
as songs to sing.
Living as time
and living in grace
winter’s end
so many embrace.
Scenes display
some other views
seeming timeless
as life to infuse.
Turning pages
sights and sounds
winter’s end
will come around.
Within a sight
winter fades away
to leave its mark
on another day.
Change of face
a moment is gone
winter’s end
time moves along.
Time displays
changes of heart
that which begins
as a work of art.
A melting show
scenes transcend
times of life
with winter’s end.

©By Bill Pearce
June 29,  2020


Watching a moment
to slip out of view
displays the remains
of old and anew.
An old house of time
displays as a ghost
reminiscent finds
that are missed most.
So often what we see
is but only a shell
a time that we find
as a wishing well.
Created from wonder
and wantings too
reminiscent scenes
are found in view.
Reminding of a time
as a fragrant rose
what’s remembered
of highs and lows.
A wintertime moment
might then display
reminiscent sights
of a wonderful day.
Scenes become alive
when seasons pass
so often of thoughts
that move too fast.
Leaving just a phase
of a timeless friend
as reminiscent styles
that come to an end.

©By Bill Pearce
June 29,  2020

A Winter’s Day

Just like a picture
of a dreamers eyes
winter begins with
a wondrous surprise.
Scenes of a magical
place within winter
a day that displays
time front and center.
That of a moment
and that of a style
scenes transfixing
on a wonderful while.
Unlike our dreams
of a nightly phase
a winter’s day sees
much brighter to gaze.
A wintertime view
becomes as more
as snowflakes fall
from sky to the floor.
The sight becomes
a magical scene
a moment in time
as a wondrous cuisine.
Tasted as seasons
of perpetual sights
winter’s emotions
each moment invites.
Photographer scenes
a wondrous display
is time come to life
on a true winter’s day.

©By Bill Pearce
June 30,  2020

Country Living

Life of the country
brings into view
things we imagine
things we can do.
So many blessings
God given times
may seem magical
wondrous designs.
Each day counted
can be perceived
as many blessings
Heaven conceived.
In a country style
with distant paths
many ages become
as times overcast.
So many memories
of passing days
are country living
in fields to graze.

©By Bill Pearce
June 30,  2020

Poetry’s Emotion

With passing times
becomes a view
the sight of life
from old to anew.
Poems of stages
poems of designs
create the emotions
of special times.
A life’s work of art
as cloudy scenes
poetry’s emotion
as floating dreams.
Ages with actors
formed in the air
timeless perceptions
as oceans of flair.
Seasons of surprise
as a cloudy array
poetry’s emotion
as skylines display.
Forming as life
the clouds may be
creating the artwork
for our eyes to see.
Seeming as dreams
with flying waves
as scenic sights
displayed to gaze.
Clouds of desire
just like an ocean
which then becomes
poetry’s emotion.

©By Bill Pearce
July 1,  2020

Moonlight’s Romance

Romancing the stars
and us down below
the moon gives a sight
with a romantic glow.
It starts a dreamworld
as a glow from above
moonlight’s romance
that’s filled full of love.
It unleashes its world
as a scenic doorway
displayed as a window
of wondrous array.
Time is an imagination
as a moonlight reply
moonlight’s romance
as some clouds fly by.
Becoming an essence
of a time’s fantasy
as moonlight displays
a sight we can see.
Challenged by minutes
as time moves along
moonlight’s romance
creates its own song.
It’s a song of beauty
a song of the loon
a bird that sings along
with sight of the moon.
Then as the loon sings
the stars start to dance
as the clouds display a
moonlight’s romance.

©By Bill Pearce
July 1,  2020

Views of Land

Striving forward
in waters blue
time commences
with a view.
Scenic moments
come along
a time unleashes
a season’s song.
A song of joyful
shadows cast
within a journey
futures past.
Perceived scenes
as thereunto
our views of land
may come anew.
Becoming sights
times to stand
life gives hopeful
views of land.

©By Bill Pearce
July 2,  2020

Winter Remembers

White snowy memoirs
perfections of past
bring forth emotions
that most surely last.
The seasons reflections
live on as a design
formed as a doorway
to a dreamers mind.
Winter is a dreamworld
that becomes alive
breathing its existence
that’ll surely survive.
Transcending the years
as a paradise time
living as our emotions
that may just rewind.
Becoming as a version
of burning embers
blessings come alive
as winter remembers.

©By Bill Pearce
July 3,  2020

Gray Skies of Time

Life’s point of view
is often hard to see
as gray skies above
seem like eternity.
Evolving emotions
in a moment of gray
can create windows
Heaven’s display.
The skies will form
a moment passing
as white unto gray
times everlasting.
Within the seconds
each minute creates
its own perfection
of times and dates.
Seen with our eyes
the sky may form
as a sudden breeze
for time to adorn.
Cloudy formations
connected in a style
displayed in the sky
as a cloudy smile.
Look up above you
with new days eyes
and find some peace
in the grayish skies.
Let God guide you
in a prayerful mind
when you encounter
gray skies of time.

©By Bill Pearce
July 3,  2020

for July 4,  2020

In our tomorrows
are what become yesterdays
as time passes by.

Throughout our journey
we will discover ourselves,
but maybe blurry.

The seams of our life
are as problems encountered
that made us stronger.

Life as a story
is often with pages lost
that no one will see.

Planting a flower
in place of a mound of dirt
can create beauty.

Thriving as a weed
so many only spread lies
when the truth is clear.

Within a doorway
may be chances for better
or chances for worse.

Time is a giver
that will often take away
what it has given.

Living for a breath
can unleash things not to breathe
that prevent our breath.

Today gives a choice
to choose a destination
for better or worse.

When riding the fence
you might slip and fall over
on the poisoned side.

Counting the seconds
can obliterate the hours
as patience gets lost.

Pointing at others
often draws view of yourself
and not the other.

With open windows
comes chances to fly right in
that you may not want.

With trial and error
may come many hurt feelings
that fill up your heart.

Desires of lifetimes
can become as our poison
if they’re not needed.

Moments are money
as many pay for themselves
through the good and bad.

A forest of thoughts
can get lost within the leaves
as the minutes pass.

Eluding people
can become very lonely
if it’s not resolved.

Each day’s a challenge
that might come as deception
and learning the truth.

Behind many doors
there are illusions of life
that wish to come in.

Within our shadows
we might discover ourselves
and how we have changed.

©By Bill Pearce
July 4,  2020

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