There Are Many


Hello my friends

Well to begin with,  we finally got some
much needed rain and our rivers have
water in them again.  Of course we still
need some more rain,  but at least the
rains may of helped some of the water
wells and replenished them.  Judy and
I are doing well.  I haven’t done much
picture taking,  but I took a few.  I may
share a few in my stationery along with
a few previous pictures from weeks past.
Next week I might take a little drive to
take a few pictures of what it looks like
now as leaves have fallen from all but
the evergreens which do not lose their
leaves.  It rained all day yesterday and
it sure felt good.  It’s bright and sunny
today and 53 F degree at 1 PM with a
high supposed to be 59 :),  but I don’t
think it’ll quite make it to 59.  The boys
went out a little bit ago to potty and I
think they enjoyed being outside for a
while being it’s a sunny day,  but as it
is always,  Rocky was soon ready to
come back inside and he had coaxed
his brother Benny into coming in with
him LOL.  I believe the reasoning for
it was they wanted their morning treats.
I give them each an Old Roy rawhide
dumbbell and they love them.  They’re
good for them.  Anyways,  Judy just
walked in.  I couldn’t sleep any longer
due to my left hip throbbing so I got
up near noon.  It took me a while to
get in the mode for writing hehehehe.
Well I just fixed us some breakfast 🙂
Oatmeal Yummy.  I hear the train in
the distance.  I heard the train whistle
and asked Judy where the music was
coming from and she said it was the
train.  I listened again and yep,  that’s
what it was LOL.  The train has made
it into a few of my music videos with
it tooting its horn while I was playing
my conga drums hehehe.  It’s not all
that near us,  but we can hear it in the
distance.  It’s warmed up a little.  Now
it’s 56 F degrees at 2 PM.  It got down
to 31 F degrees last night.  Just a little
chilly hehehe.  It’s supposed to be in
the mid 50’s for most of the week.  Of
course,  that’s during the day.  I’m sure
it will be a little cooler at night,  but
still not winter.  Maine has already got
some snow in the higher elevations,  but
we haven’t seen any YET.  We have had
snow in October before.  We do though
always look for it to begin in November.
I’m ready for it.  I am always enthralled
when seeing the first snowflakes to fall.
It’s a beautiful sight.  At least I think
it is.  There are many up here that hate
the snow and I’m always wondering
why they don’t move if they hate it so
much.  But then,  there are the other
sights that Maine has to offer and the
temperatures are not that bad during
the summertime.  Plus,  when autumn
comes,  it creates artwork out of the
leaves that make it all worth its while.
Yep,  but I myself love the snow the
most.  I said SNOW,  not ICE.  I hate
it when the snow starts melting and
turns to slush to only become as an
ice sheet when it refreezes.  That part
of it,  I can do without hehehe. Yep,
as long as it’s snow and not too much
if we need to go somewhere,  but other
than that.  Let it fall 🙂  It’s taking me
a while to write this being my hip is
hurting and makes it hard to sit for
any length of time.  I might have to
get a cortisone shot in it like Judy’s
been getting in her knees 🙂  I’ll ask
my doctor what she thinks.  Oh well,
I’m almost done with this.  The boys
are sleeping in their doggy beds right
between Judy and I.  Judy’s watching
painting videos trying to learn other
styles to do.  She’s a great artist in my
view.  I love to use her artwork for my
poetry.  God put her and I together
knowing that we were meant to be.
Yes,  we have our share of squabbles,
but we always work passed them as
we apologize and grow.  I can’t even
imagine being without her in my life.
Thank You God for always taking
care of me as well as us.  You have
always been there for me.  Through
thick and thin I could always depend
on You.  Thank You for all that You
do and will do.  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 new poem.
So,  it’s away I go,  to that place of
my recollection that I always like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
may have found a decent title about
halfway in my rambling and now after
checking I see that it hasn’t been used
yet,  so used it shall be.  Here goes…

There Are Many

Life is bewilderment
filled with digressions
while there are many
so filled with obsessions.
There may be snow
on a wintertime’s day
while so many complain
with every which way.
Seeing the sunshine
and even summer’s rain
there are many people
that but only complain.
Look for the beauty,
look for the styles
found in the seasons
that can create smiles.
Open your heart up
and look at the scenes
for there are many
that are magical dreams.
Let God to guide you
to each wondrous place
for there are many
that you should embrace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a bit of my rambling 🙂
I have a couple of prayer request.  One
for my friend Sara W.  She is still not
doing well and another request for my
ex wife Sandy P.  She is struggling with
cancer.  Please keep them both in your
prayers.  So,  I can’t think of anything
other to tell you accept of course what
I tell you almost every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems and 2 of them
are Christmas 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 believe it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Okey dokey,  so
where can that ornery off switch be
trying to hide this time LOL????????
Hmmm,  where oh where can you be
hiding??  LOL You have to be kidding.
Hiding behind or better yet,  trying to
hide behind my ANIMAL figurine. It’s
not that big,  as a matter of fact it’s
kind of small.  Do ya think you might
wanna start finding something a little
larger to hide behind.  Try harder.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Autumn’s Doorway

We often may view
a scene so serene
as time we may find
as an autumn dream.
It might come alive
with a seasonal taste
as a stage of an age
that came with haste.
The colors of autumn
become as the sun
to gleam as a dream
that can’t be outdone.
Autumn’s doorway
displays its romance
dancing and prancing
a momentous glance.
Life comes in view
as time finds a way
exposing decomposing
autumn colors at play.
We often may view
this moment in time
as ages flipping pages
to recall in the mind.
For within pictures
and ones photographs
an autumn’s doorway
shows future and past.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2020

Tracking Autumn

A train might be
just waiting to roll
on down the tracks
as moments unfold.
Tracking onwards
with visions mind
seasons as dreams
as seconds unwind.
Being well aware
of the fallen leaves
as autumn’s beauty
a leaf fairy weaves.
Seeming as echoes
of times long ago
the clickety clacks
of times to and fro.
Watching change
many colors become
tracking autumn
the season is done.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2020

Winter Comes Knocking

With just the essence
of cold and snow
winter comes knocking
to tell us hello.
It breathes in deeply
to let loose a sign
one of a moment
nearing Christmastime.
It opens up its mouth
to unleash a phase
as snowflakes becoming
the essence of days.
Then as they’re falling
they become a song
magic of Christmas
so many sing on and on.
The song creates style
as joy from within
forming our perspective
for life to enter in.
Becoming as a journey
that we can embrace
as wintertime scenes
show a Christmassy face.
The sky may be blue,
but time will tell
as the clouds will form
with snowy detail.
The sky will unleash
snowflakes talking
floating gracefully
winter comes knocking.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 13,  2020

The Ocean Beyond

Beyond the moment
waves might roll
telling their stories
as times unfold.
We may not perceive
the distant view
the ocean beyond
as a deep sea of blue.
As the changes begin
creating a form
seconds move on
as time is born.
Seeming as windows
 to cosmic scenes,
yet in the darkness
it’s only our dreams.
Minutes might move
to become a wave
hidden in darkness
of future days.
Yet our perspectives
may not be clear
as all of the sights
may seem very near.
Open up your mind
and let it hear
the sounds of now
and yesteryear.
For it’s as a doorway
continuing on
telling the stories
of the ocean beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2020

Sands of an Hourglass

Burning grains of sand
scenes might become
a summer of long ago
with rays of the sun.
Watching the waves
as they roll in and out
while people continue
a beach trodden route.
Life can be as windows
or doorways to find
that heads destinations
of a momentous mind.
Leaving conclusions
that become as a view
with times transfixing
as a deep sea of blue.
Change within the sand
is as grains of desires
formed from the waves
of our wanted empires.
Seeking for the sands
of a wonderful allure
we might fill our hands
with but only manure.
Look for the blessings
that times withstand
and hold them tightly
as gold filled sand.
Time gives chances
to learn from the past
as an ocean and waves
sands of an hour glass.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2020


Sat upon a chair
that times unveil
life can be of air
a breathed detail.
Just like a bird
sat waiting away
time transcending
creates a new day.
Syncing seconds
to stay or to fly
time is a journey
to do or to die.
Becoming a door
with a clear view
displaying times
from old to anew.
Windows open
displaying a sight
as a bird that sits
awaiting its flight.
It’s only dreams
so never-ending
forming journeys
as transcending.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

Praying For Peace

Life is confusing
with all that I see
as peace got lost
in all that is free.
So many people
take anger to core
kicking their peace
right out the door.
Let God to guide
your daily voice
praying for peace
and life to rejoice.
Look up to heaven
and find a place
a moment of peace
that’s Godly grace.
Pray for passion
and pray for love
peace that can be
from up above.
Allow your heart
to let anger cease
while your kneeling
praying for peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

We Imagine

Oceans of dreams
become our view
in times we find
we’re wanting anew.
Just like the waves
that roll in and out
so many imagine
what others doubt.
Time’s as illusions
a painting of God’s
as moments reality
each wave applauds.
Becoming as dreams
that many wish for
just as we imagine
and wanting more.
 Find the blessings
truly God given
that is beyond
what all we imagine.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

Road To Winter

The seasons start
and end in place
giving so many
times to embrace.
Often as windows
many will view
all we remember
as a seasonal hue.
Winter is one that
so many perceive
as times they find
and wish to leave.
Yet, there’s others
that see the sights
happy memories
in days and nights.
Dreamers of lights
on Christmas trees
a road to winter
shows all of these.
The scenes delight
as many explore
the road to winter
that many adore.
It may seem long
this scenic drive
road to winter
that comes alive.
It gives us a view
front and center
Christmas details
a road to winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2020

Cloudy Minds

Seeming as dreams
of cloudy arrays
time is often seen
as whites and greys.
Life is like a canvas
brushstrokes galore
painted as emotions
that so many adore.
So often as blue sky
and so often as rain
with cloudy minds
of a windowpane.
Look deeply inside
and locate a flow
found within clouds
a timeless rainbow.
Open up your mind
and see what’s there
found as a moment
time’s breath of air.
Breathing blessings
a new day done
to clear the cloudy
and show the sun.
So look on beyond
a simulated sky
and find a dream
as the clouds fly by.
Open your window
and see the designs
that many confuse
with cloudy minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2020

for Oct 17,  2020

Time is a healer,
but can also create pain
if it’s not let go.

Beyond what we see
might be all of the answers
that we want to know.

Looking for a clue
amidst many illusions
you might find a lie.

With truth and fiction
holds many different views
that could be the same.

Life in the fast lane
can wear out the best of us
as time does its thing.

Various viewpoints
can become clouded with want
and not what’s the truth.

Limited gateways
show just a portion of paths
that could be the best.

The links of a chain
can become weathered in time
and one day may break.

A blossoming rose
needs sunlight, water and soil
to become its best.

Knocking at a door
you might find that it opens
and scares you to death.

Listing your failures
you might end up forgetting
what you succeeded.

The windows not washed
can become more like doorways
that are made from glass.

Never is a word
that many might overuse
speaking of mistakes.

Belief in spirits
can create a perspective
that lets you hear them.

Life is like a door,
for some continue knocking
even when it’s answered.

Cherishing a doll
that you had in your childhood
you might not grow up.

A mixture of time
can become fluid of style
flowing as a breeze.

Chance may come knocking
when you find you’re not ready,
so it’s best to wait.

Our struggles of life
might show themselves as blessings

Dreaming too deeply
of things that you wish to be
can create nightmares.

When playing head games
you might end up the loser
as the game is changed.

When looking upwards
you might see clouds passing by
that could be Heaven.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2020

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