My Own


Hello my friends

I hope you’re enjoying life and you had
a Happy Easter.  Judy and I have had a
great day so far.  She’s going to cook us
pork chops and whatever else we think of
to have for dinner like mash potatoes or
Mac and Cheese or maybe both hehehe.
Nothing spectacular,  but it’s a meal LOL.
We don’t live a very exciting life,  but we
do enjoy it.  It doesn’t take much to make
us happy.  We were talking the other day
about us going miniature golfing again 🙂
We went last year and had a blast.  We
went on my birthday.  Anyways,  that’s
our kind of excitement LOL.  Yep,  we’re
pretty easy to please.  I’m gonna cut this
short today mainly because I am lacking
in much to tell ya.  Oh yea,  Judy and I
are going to get our second vaccination
Tuesday and we have vet appointments
for the boys on Wednesday and Judy’s
got a doctors appointment on Thursday.
It’s gonna be a busy week or at least a
busy one for us LOL.  We feel blessed
to have what we have,  though many see
us as poor.  I feel as though I am rich
with the love I have found in Judy and
the boys that God has endowed upon
my life.  I’m thankful for my daughter
and granddaughter as well as Judy’s
family of which I think of as my own.
I do though miss my family in Texas,
but God has helped me to deal with it
with all that I have here.  Sometimes
things seem dim,  but then God gives
me some light to brighten my days.
Thank You God for all that You do
for us and all that I am sure You will
do.  AMEN.  Now I do believe I need
to take a little read back through all
that I’ve written here to see if I can
find 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 lil
place of my recollections that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think
I may have found a decent title near
the halfway mark of my rambling and
now after checking I see that it hasn’t
been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

My Own

Thought’s a motion
found within mind
seen only by actions
within time to time.
Seasons of thinking
creates such a view
that may be my own
that you’re seeing to.
Often our viewpoints
are clouded arrays
while my own seems
a little out of phase.
Open up your heart
and let it to shine
showing of the love
that’s heaven’s design.
Look with forgiveness
and let ones atone
for I’ve many flaws
that are of my own.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2021

I hope that you liked my poem and
maybe even the little bit of rambling
that I did 🙂  I also hope you had a
happy Easter.  Believe or not,  it is
snowing LOL.  Judy and I went out
to take a few pictures of our Easter
snow hehehe.  The weather is screwed
as always LOL.  Well,  that’s about
all I have for ya aside from what that
 tell you almost every week which is,
I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems and 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 is time for me to begin
my search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but surely not before I wish
you blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Ok,
so now,  where can that ornery off
switch be attempting to hide this time?
Hmm,  searching high and low and
in-between.  I see ya you silly thing.
trying once again to hide behind my
little Animal figurine are ya.  Well it
is still not big enough to hide behind.
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 🙂

Life as a Stage

Formed beginnings
time becomes past
seconds and minutes
the shadows we cast.
With life as a stage
time is unwound
mountains and hills
on scenery’s ground.
Essence of beauty
formed to embrace
a moment moves on
with an aging face.
Becoming memories
as burning embers
with life as a stage
a time remembers.
Created by moments
that seconds become
with life as a stage
to a seasonal sun.
It becomes a book
with a turn of a page
living and breathing
with life as a stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2021

Scenic Silence

Morning may find
a place to stand
where time is still
but yet so grand.
It might seem like
a faraway glance
a silent perception
as song and dance.
Within a glimmer
a sight comes seen
as a scenic silence
just like a dream.
Clouds may gather
to become a sight
a little bit grayish
and a little white.
Open up your eyes
and look around
see within silence
a heavenly sound.
It is but a moment
of a seasonal sense
found within time
as a scenic silence.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2021

Roads We Find

The dusty trails
we travel upon
might show life
as a scenic song.
Sung of beauty
and sung of style
on roads we find
mile after mile.
Maybe of colors
an autumn array
on roads we find
from day to day.
We may even see
styles of wonder
on roads we find
way over yonder.
Time might show
a moment or two
that brings alive
memories in you.
There might be
a so distant time
as our blessings
on roads we find.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2021

Tranquil Blue

Inlets of oceans
create us a sight
as scenes of time
moments delight.
Becoming mirrors
of distant stages
as a tranquil blue
of so many ages.
Forming rhythms
that times become
as a recording
of an evening sun.
Reflecting desires
of an ocean quest
as a tranquil blue
for time to attest.
Spoken as ripples
lightly they fade
within the waters
timeless had made.
Life is a chapter
of a distant view
often found seen
in a tranquil blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2021

Upon a Pier

Stood and watching
time move along
a day’s uncovered
just like a song.
Sung by the scent
of an ocean breeze
stood upon a pier
with scented seas.
Life is as patterns
of another phase
formed as a journey
of so many ways.
Creating a window
with magical hues
forming a place
with reflected views.
Scenes are pictures
to hang on the wall
found upon a pier
a time does install.
Giving imagination
that’s truly sincere
within the memories
found upon a pier.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2021


You might see life
as an ocean of style
to put on our face
an unending smile.
Endeavors of time
that become a view
often are as waves
of an old and anew.
Look to the sky
and look for words
maybe as a breeze
or a few flying birds.
Find then the view
filled with emotion
maybe in your mind
of a cosmic ocean.
It may seem magical
as now and again
flowing as a dream
in a seasonal wind,
It might come alive
within our forevers
a time and a place
our mind endeavors.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2021

Shore of Peace

Long ago moments
become as dreams
on a shore of peace
as seasonal scenes.
It may seem lifeless
a time acquired
on a shore of peace
life has transpired.
Becoming a window
a seasonal glance
on a shore of peace
seeming romance.
The pages may turn
to another book
on a shore of peace
for another look.
A Heartbeat of life
can come in view
on a shore of peace
that lives in you.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2021

Summer Reflections

Living memories
of time and again
blow like a breeze
reflections of when.
Time is a doorway
with a window view
beginnings begun
of old and anew.
Shadows of styles
seem to be alive
summer reflections
lifetimes contrive.
Scenic memories
in water so clear
become as dreams
of a yesteryear.
Formed as a stage
of many directions
lifetime’s surmised
summer reflections.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2021

Met On Line

On the first day
of April 2001
two found styles
second to none.
Across the miles
of scenic desire
we met on line
love caught afire.
Connecting miles
closer to view
we met on line
becoming as new.
Two became one
as never to fade
we met on line
true love inlaid.
Now we’re here
in another time
we got married
and met on line.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2021

Waters of Solitude

Peace is a venture
an opened door
often so timeless
then and before.
There may be life
a wondrous array
waters of solitude
from day to day.
Seasons shadows
form as a dream
becoming peace
a magical scene.
Yesterdays sights
become our view
as the reflections
of times so true.
Dancing in water
a duck displays
times with family
wonderful ways.
Maybe a minute
or maybe an hour
time becomes seen
waters of power.
A dreamer’s sight
a timeless prelude
peaceful evolves
waters of solitude.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2021

for Apr 2,  2021

Leaning on a door
might cause it to come open
and suck you right in.

Grasses of springtime
can look just like summertime
as fall then entwines.

Pages of a journal
can become alive again
within memories.

Yesterdays storm clouds
might have leftover raindrops
that fall down today.

Timid as a fox
you may one day find courage
within what you fear.

Patience in our life
often comes from us waiting
as the years pass by.

Signaling a cloud
will not make it change its mind,
for it can’t see you.

Love is a story
that is written within us
often as heartbeats.

Years pass by slowly,
but they may seem to speed by
as memories grow.

Dreaming of a time
that’s an unwritten future
can drive you crazy.

Pages of ages
can become books of feelings
and some get dog-eared.

A forest of time
might only look like branches
to picky people.

Changing directions
does not always change your mind,
for that needs changed too.

Listening to lies
and not searching for the truth
lets the lies to grow.

Flavors of sunshine
are as oranges we can drink
or some lemonade.

Knowing your limits
does not mean it can’t expand
as we reach further.

Hearts of unison
can beat of separate beats
and still sound like one.

Ironing your socks
does not make them wear better,
but some think that way.

When trying too hard
you might defeat your efforts
and end up failing.

The rains of summer
are often just confusion
 that many complain.

Many of our views
are found as just confusions
trying to make sense.

Building a lifestyle
needs a plan of perspective
joined with some patience.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2021

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