Hello my friends

It’s been yet another boring passed week
as the weather continues with its unusual
ways.  We had 3 days in the 40’s with the
high for today as 27 LOL.  It’s supposed
to snow a little today as well,  but not a
lot.  Judy and I are getting our first round
of vaccinations this week YEAH.  I am so
happy that my mom has been vaccinated.
It makes me worry a little less about her.
Benny and Rocky are doing well.  They’re
just as ornery as ever LOL.  I hope that
the weather in some shape or form finally
makes up its mind hahaha.  This has been
one of the craziest years weather wise that
I can remember.  Any other year we would
have many feet of snow outside and a wall
of snow around our house LOL.  We have
a lot of snow,  but not near as much as a
normal winter.  Oh well,  we will survive.
I just hope that this doesn’t mean the bugs
are going to be out of control this summer.
I have a feeling we might not have enough
cold weather to kill them off,  but time will
tell 🙂  At least our driveway is cleared of
snow and ice so that we won’t slip and slide
trying to drive out of our driveway as we
did last week LOL.  Yet as always,  there’s
not much else going on up here at the old
Pearce’s Place.  Judy went to craft night
last night (Saturday night) and she made
a wreath which looks AWESOME.  My
little bride is very creative and I love her.
God put us together for a reason.  Yep
we were like 2 pieces of a puzzle that had
the right connections and zap,  the puzzle
was created to begin growing more and
more every day.  I cannot think of anyone
that has as much in common as we do 🙂
Of course I do miss having friends to do
things with other than Judy,  but that’s
life I guess.  I miss many of our neighbors
that I spent time with.  It’s sad that they
had to move.  I miss the kids that used
to come over ringing the doorbell saying
can Bill come out and play LOL.  Yes I
love kids.  I love people.  Yet thankfully
I have my loving Judy and our 2 dogs
to spend time with.  They are a true
blessing from God.  I don’t know what
I would do without them.  I do sort of
miss Texas,  but only my friends,  not
the weather LOL.  I could never handle
that Texas summer heat and now as my
health has worsened I surely could not
handle that heat.  Nope,  can’t handle
anything near or above 80 degrees LOL.
When it gets that hot I have to stay in
the AC 🙂 and I thank God that we have
this portable AC unit in our computer
room 🙂  It’s a good thing that I am a
writer or I would get bored in here very
quickly hehehe.  Judy has set up a table
in the living room for her to do some
of her crafts.  She has begun working
with resin and her first project came
out quite nice.  It is a jewelry tray for
her rings.  She finished it and it’s now
in the bathroom on the counter.  I’ll
put a picture of it in my stationery 🙂
Though for you not receiving this in
stationery format,  you might have to
imagine what it looked like LOL.  I’ll
also include a picture of her wreath 🙂
There’s not much else I can think of to
ramble about at the moment.  God has
been good to us.  He has kept His hands
over us protecting us as also sending
many angels and spirits to watch over
us and guide us.  We are very thankful
for all that You do for us God and all
that You will do.  AMEN.  Now,  I do
believe it’s time for me to begin reading
back over 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 like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
found a decent title just about halfway
back in my ramblings and now after
checking I see that it’s not been used.
So used it shall be today.  Here goes…


Bells of doorways
timeless minds
ring an essence
life designs.
Formed as rhythm
a song to hear
ringing fashions
year to year.
Time’s a doorway
filled with views
ringing emotions
choices to choose.
Distinguished styles
become advanced
ringing in daily
times enhanced.
So many seconds
time is bringing
may be sounds of
Heaven ringing.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2021

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even my rambling LOL.  Yes I know,
I do tend to drift 1 thing to another :).
Yeppers, I’ve got a rambling mind and
I know how to use it hehehe.  So what
else is there to tell you?  Well it looks
like I have told you all there is to tell
other than what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yep, 10 more poems with
1 sort of Christmas poem 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 do believe it’s time
for me to begin my lil search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a most joyous
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Okey dokey,  now
where can that ornery off switch be
trying to hide this week.  It was lazy
last week and just sat playing around
on Judy’s shoulder LOL.  Nope it’s
not there this time.  Looking around
the room,  up and down,  hmmmm,
where could that ornery thing be this
time :)?  LOL I saw ya peeking out
from behind the salt shaker right in
front of me hehehe.  You just cannot
contain yourself from peeking HUH.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Now and Then Again

Strolling through life
of a time and place
you might remember
a bright shining face.
One that of memories
with passionate scenes
now and then again
found within dreams
Sights become stories
sounds become peace
now and then again
with perfect release.
Seasons are as echoes
repeated with a style
that becomes alive
with a distant smile.
Formed from designs
that times transcend
memories are recalled
now and then again.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2021

Sentimental Tracks

Journeying moments
our times will reveal
so often sentimental
with a passionate feel.
Tracks of our mind
might surely derail
with lost perspective
of the better detail.
Look beyond sadness
and find some relief
on sentimental tracks
with lesser of grief.
Remember the good
that came your way
within the memories
of a distant day.
Search for a smile
on the tracks of time
and then let it in
as a wondrous design.
Let it to blossom
with truthful facts
finding the peace in
sentimental tracks.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2021

Winters Travels

Just like a dream
scenes may display
traveling moments
in a wonderful way.
Maybe a snowmobile
or old fashioned sled
might be a picture
as many words said.
Life may be sights
of moments in time
that’s scented scenes
of a poetry rhyme.
Textured with style
of a scenic doorway
maybe as a photo
with whitish array.
A God given sight
that came into view
as snowmobile trails
within thereunto.
Lifetimes snowflakes
grow on the ground
becoming artwork
ones travel around.
Maybe a journey
or just but a scene
as winters travels
a moment may sing.
Found as harmonics
while time unravels
God creates beauty
with winters travels.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2021

Flower or Weed

Sometimes seen
as a morning view
yet without scent
along with the dew.
Black eyed Susans
formulate a style
as a flower or weed
to give us a smile.
Some see beauty
as some look away
not seeing flowers
of summer’s array.
Beginning in spring
they form a sight
yellow and black
within the daylight.
Found very often
with many scenes
weeds of a window
found in dreams.
Some as illusionary
grown from a seed,
yet as our blessings
a flower or weed.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 10,  2021

Sands of Design

Moments are formed
in time’s hourglass
as sandcastles built
and shadows to cast.
Scenes come in view
as time is displayed
with sands of design
in life’s lemonade.
Time is as clockwork
particles of sand
in seasons of scenes
we held in our hand.
Let in life’s mysteries
as minutes tick on
and find the beauty
before it is gone.
Research your views
inside of your mind
and find the stories
in sands of design.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 10,  2021

Ocean of Words

Walking in phrases
small waves of time
an ocean of words
can fill up a mind.
Forming sentences
as a man with a pet
strolling in waters
a story that’s wet.
Pages are turning
as words are seen
often as memoirs
a lifetime’s cuisine.
Written with water
in ripples as wine
an ocean of words
creates a rhyme.
Scenes as flavors
a moment infers
designed as a time
an ocean of words.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 11,  2021

The Sun Breaks Through

The waves of an ocean
highlight the scene
the sun breaks through
with its bright beam.
Creating the shadows
of a scenic array
with moments of time
as a glimmer of day.
Opening up passages
journeys to behold
the sun breaks through
as minutes unfold.
Ticking as alarm clocks
seconds then become
the sights of the times
of the morning sun.
Then seeming magical
on an ocean of blue
blessings are formed as
the sun breaks through.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 11,  2021

Seeming as a Jungle

Life can become
a jungle of sights
hidden deep within
the days and nights.
Leaves of a moment
might surely seem
as many nightmares
a frightening scene.
Seeming as a jungle
with clouded minds
time can unleash
so many designs.
Textured as wanna
filled full of ways
a jungle of minutes
can create days.
So let your wantings
to not be of greed
and try to only seek
the things you need.
For as our desires
are changed in time
seeming as a jungle
may surely unwind.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 11,  2021

Only as Time

With just a moment
a wintertime sight
can be as a window
in a scene of white.
Painted with time
the season displays
a Christmas scene
of whitish arrays.
So many segments
become as the view
with only as time
as then thereunto.
Snowflakes become
as seasonal scenes
that’s only as time
within our dreams.
Seasonal pathways
oh so very sublime
becoming windows
that’s only as time.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2021

The Last Breath

Desired emotions
might fall away
as the last breath
has nothing to say.
Many memories
are timeless views
as the last breath
becomes the news.
So many people
put off the need
and only seek for
unnecessary greed.
Don’t let your life
become as a shell
putting off needs
and not doing well.
Look in the mirror
what do you view?
Is it worthwhile
you needed to do?
Don’t wait until
your day of death
to give to others
in your last breath.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2021

for Mar 13,  2021

Tomorrow’s todays
might seem to be undoable,
but time will show paths.

Leaving things alone
does not always make it right,
for time needs action.

Peace is a venture
that forms from times of ages
with ones that agree.

Many see the future
as some see only the past
and don’t see right now.

Giving is a breath
no matter what you’re giving
unless it is bad.

Matters of moments
can often become troubles
if moments are blind.

Windows of the soul
can become clouded with hate
with baggage of time.

Life is a flower
that blooms when it is watered
and becomes a rose.

Paving a journey
is in need of perspective
seeing the right road.

Tempting a storm cloud
to not rain on your parade
can expose mistakes.

Pages from our life
are often read with blind eyes
in unwritten braille.

Sometimes tomorrow
becomes yesterdays regrets
often with sorrow.

The things we wish for
might become only nightmares
we wish not to have.

Strength is a doorway
we often misinterpret
thinking it’s of flesh.

Seasons of sunshine
can often have hidden storms
within our windows.

Thriving illusions
are often our desires
in a mind’s desert.

Now might seem as right,
but be most surely of wrong
as then intervenes.

Challenges of life
become as lessons and tools
to use later on.

Our worries of life
can become ulcers of pain
later on in time.

Floating in a dream
many things will seem alive,
but the truth will show.

A white snowy hill
might only be a moment
with a whitish hue.

Living with a lie
can become a handicap
that’s as an anchor.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2021

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