Hello my friends

I hope you have been enjoying life as best
that you are able.  We’re doing well as the
year is meeting its end.  Yep,  December is
knocking on the door.  Oh yea,  I didn’t
take any pictures this passed week either,
much due to daylight ending so soon and
Judy and I not making it out and about
before 4 PM which it is dark by then LOL.
This week I’ll try to get out and take a few
pictures before the sun fades in the west.
So,  once again,  I’ll be using some old
pictures for my stationery hehehe.   It’s
34 F degree right now at 2:30 PM.  The
high for today is supposed to be 35.  Not
too bad,  but then the high for Monday is
supposed to be 51 F degrees.  Now that’s
warm for this time of year.  Of course it’s
supposed to drop back down to the 30’s
Tuesday.  So,  what else is happening in
this little homestead?  Well,  Judy and I
are staying home for Thanksgiving and
just enjoying being with one another and
eating a nice dinner.  Then we’re planning
on watching some Christmas movies 🙂
We’re thankful that we have each other,
being we’re aware that there are many
out there that are not so lucky and I am
sad for that,  but I pray that God sends
them some miracles.  Judy and I watched
a Christmas movie last night on HULU:)
called The Man Who Invented Christmas.
The movie is about Charles Dickens and
how he came to write the story called The
Christmas Carol.  It was a good movie.
We’re planning on doing a little grocery
shopping tomorrow (Monday) to get us
some pumpkin pies and possibly a ham
or a chicken.  Neither of us like turkey
very much.  We’ll get a few necessities
as well.  We live quite peacefully in our
little abode.  Benny and Rocky are in
their doggy beds sleeping right now 🙂
OK Rocky isn’t quite asleep yet being
he’s sitting up staring at me,  but he’ll
lie down soon LOL.  He’s still staring
at me hahaha.  Ok,  he just laid down.
Ain’t we exciting!!!  LOL, I told ya, we
don’t have much going on around here.
Judy just got up and strolled in here
with us.  Remember,  we don’t go to
bed till nearly 5 AM or thereabouts 🙂
We’re what is known as night owls.
LOL of course all owls are basically
of the night variety,  but that’s what
we’re called hehehe.  Believe it or not,
we haven’t had a good snowing yet.
Nope,  there’s even still a bit of green
grass here and there.  I’m sure that
the snow will commence falling soon
and I’ll be outside with the boys just
having fun in it as well as clearing our
driveway time and again.  Yep,  we’re
enjoying life as best that 2 disabled
people can enjoy it LOL.  God has
been good to us.  He gives us strength
to do what we need to do and does
for us what we are unable.  We also
have many angels watching over us
and helping us time to time.  Thank
You God for all that You have done
for us as well as all of the angels <3
We’re most surely thankful.  AMEN.
Now, I do believe it’s time for me to
begin my little quest back through
all that I’ve written here for a word
or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So it’s
away I go,  to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
I may have found a decent title just
about halfway into my rambling.  I
have poems with the word Remember
in the title,  but none just Remember.
So here goes…


Look back on time
and remember the day
that time moved along
in a much different way.
Remember the moment
you opened your mind
and saw passed a view
of a point and time.
We all have memories
counted as a flame
burning as ongoing
shadows times attain.
Remember good times
and let lose the bad,
but don’t forget lessons
from all that you had.
Keep your mind opened
to see passed today
that’ll become memories
seeming as dismay.
Let God to guide you
January to December
giving you the blessings
for you to remember.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 22,  2020

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling 🙂
Yep,  I can ramble about nothing at all
can’t I.  So,  right here I’m gonna have
to pause for a moment,  being I need to
put the biscuits in the oven.  I’m back,
I fixed us biscuits,  sausage and eggs.
There was a enough gravy left from last
night when Judy made us chicken fried
steak so I put it on the biscuits hehehe.
Anyways,  eating now,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.
LOL I figure I can eat and type hehehe.
There’s not much else to tell you aside
from ask for continued prayer for my
friends Sara and Sandy.  Anyways,  all
I have left is to tell you what I tell you
almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10
more poems and 4 Christmas poems are
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 believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
silly hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a wonderful week
and a truly Happy Thanksgiving day.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  Now,  where can that ornery
off switch be trying to hide this time?
Hmmmm,  where oh where can it be
hiding?  Where oh where cn it be?
I’ve looked and I’ve searched around
this room and it’s behind the TV.
LOL It does not know the meaning
of stay still obviously hehehe,  being
it’s always peeking around to see if
I can see it.  Yep,  I see ya you silly.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Wordless Views

An ocean scene
of summer sights
creates an illusion
that surely excites.
Held as dreams
of a distant view
the waters become
as a sea of blue.
Transfixed upon
this time and place
a wordless view
becomes a face.
Formed as time
that comes to be
as living doorways
through history.
Find the sights
that times infuse
with silent scenes
and wordless views.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2020

Country Vibes

The taste of life
in a country mile
can create scenes
to give us a smile.
Country visions
illuminate minds
scenic thresholds
magical designs.
Scenic journeys
moments unveil
country designs
as stories to tell.
Life is paintings
filled with desires
that God created
with scenic attires.
Times perceived
might not show
as the yesterdays
we used to know.
Yet as a window
times may display
all the memories
of a so distant day.
Just like leaves
of autumn’s style
the minutes pass
as scenes compile.
Forming doors
that life inscribes
with scenic sights
as country vibes.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2020

Scenes Time Beholds

Passing as scenes
dreams might display
scenes time beholds
of a wondrous array.
That of a turnstile
that minutes unleash
scenes time beholds
as moments of peace.
Seeming as a path
that we recall so well
scenes time becomes
as nows wishing well.
Wanting for a day
to come back in view
scenes time beholds
of an old time or two.
Look deep within
and find works of art
scenes time beholds
reflections of a heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2020

Poetic Style

Time is a painter
creating its art
poetry in motion
a beating heart.
Scenes of seasons
portray a place
as time so divine
a smiling face.
Sometimes echoes
will seem to cast
what they repeat
as shadows past.
Often as windows
time gives views
seasons of stages
moments infuse.
God’s own work
gives a smile
a passionate gift
in poetic style.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 18,  2020

Christmas Lullaby

The evening comes
as snow so white
as time ticks on
till dark of night.
Time shows scenes
as that of the old
as seasonal songs
that live as gold.
Songs on the radio
sweetly they play
as a little lullaby
in an old time way.
Tunes remembered
words from within
as youth we heard
as times transcend.
Seeming like magic
the days moved on
as nighttime came
with lullaby’s song.
Children now hear
each magical tune
becoming stardust
that they consume.
Night brings alive
sugarplum scenes
with some snowy
magical dreams.
Morning awakens
night says goodbye
and to the end of a
Christmas lullaby.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 18,  2020

Cloudy Transitions

Blessings of life
are as cloudy skies
often disfigured
with where’s why’s.
Hidden perspective
becomes the scene
cloudy transitions
becoming a dream.
Skies of designs
can answer prayer
as clouds form
with love and care.
Becoming a dream
as season’s array
cloudy transitions
into a magical day.
Living as breath
for ones to perceive
clouds will form
to help us breathe.
Giving us strength
through the trials
cloudy transitions
a struggle compiles.
Search the sky
and find the forms
heavenly scenes
a cloud transforms.
Watch as it changes
the whites to blues
cloudy transitions
the seconds infuse.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 19,  2020

Beginning of Winter

Snow begins journeys
our eyes interweave
creating a turnstile
for time to conceive.
Beginning of winter
is a wonderful sight
as snowflakes falling
in days and nights.
Autumn’s been buried
with snow all around
creating masterpieces
upon barren ground.
Even old buildings
become pots of gold
as beginning of winter
finds time to unfold.
Becoming as pictures
living photographs
within our memories
that went by too fast.
Beginning of winter
is a doorway in time
as a living perspective
and awesome design.
Open your minds eye
and find the views
scenes of Christmas
that life may infuse.
Find all the beauty
the moments expose
beginning of winter
and seasonal glows.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 19,  2020

Emotions of Quest

So many emotions
are found within view
brought on by ages
that stages accrue.
Time opens windows
with quest to begin
as season’s perception
blowing in the wind.
Emotions of desire
can take away breath
and become dreams
as all you have left.
Look with your eyes
and see the sights
in emotions of quest
that a time excites.
Take a deep breath
then exhale a blessing
the heavenly sights
as scenic dressing.
It might be moments
that came in view
we had never noticed
for a time or two.
We might one day
as we’re driving along
discover a moment
as a seasonal song.
It might be a window
with a certain zest
found within seconds
emotions of quest.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 20,  2020

Coming Soon

Snowflakes gather
times become
season’s greetings
said and done.
Like a painting
snowflakes gather
without sound of
pitter patter.
Time’s as windows
scenic sights
hearts as beating
winter lights.
Sunshine shows
a Christmas shine
as winters gleam
a life’s design.
When coming soon
is age to age
many might find
another page.
Found magical
as Christmas lights
coming soon then
creates sights.
Time might expose
a scenic dream
of a wintery white
seasonal theme.
Christmas trees
in a seasonal tune
this is what that’s
coming soon.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 20,  2020


Snowflake dreams
moments become
Christmassy scenes
what that’s begun.
Heavenly blessings
Christmas sights
a season’s windows
in days and nights.
In a child’s dreams
lifetimes unfold
as old Santa scenes
that times foretold.
Living in the heart
of a child’s desire
Christmassy scenes
are a heavenly fire.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2020

for Nov 21,  2020

Minutes become time
as they’re counted as a day,
but are forgotten.

Need is perception
of a moment of desire
not always needed.

Finding direction
needs knowledge of bad and good
to find the right way.

Many emotions
come from past experience
that created views.

Illusions of time
can form within a turnstile
that may seem endless.

Life of a moment
can seem to be forever
and be just a phase.

Mind over matter
creates a path to succeed
or to your failure.

Long and winding roads
often hold many viewpoints
that we may not see.

Holding too tightly
to decisions that you made,
can cause much sadness.

The crossroads of life
can often have some speed bumps
that will make you think.

Binding tomorrows
into today’s which are here
can create turmoil.

Yesterday’s that passed
can become lessons to use
if we remember.

Doorways and windows
create passages to see,
maybe not go through.

Leaves left from autumn
become as shadows of time
displayed in color.

Springtime’s arrival
is joined with melting of snow
to help flowers grow.

Heaven is waiting
with unending love and light
to shower our souls.

Stages of heartbeats
are as fear and that of love
and also hatred.

An open door
can let in what’s awaiting
either bad or good.

Living for someone
can often become deadly
if that person’s gone.

Showers of light
can end the darkness of fear,
so hold to the light.

is often a tool ones use
to create anew.

Scenic desires
might transform into nightmares
formed from not knowing.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2020

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