Look For Good


Hello my friends

It’s been a sad few days this passed week.
Judy’s sister Barbara found out that she’s
got stage 4 spinal cancer that has spread to
other parts of her body including her ribs
and lungs.  It was not caught in time.  So,
the doctors give her not but a few months
to live.  Judy is trying to be strong,  but I
can see the tears.  I wish that there were
something I could do to help,  but all I’m
able to do is be here for her and praying
for Barbara.  All of the other sisters have
been visiting Barb when able and brother
Arty is coming up to see her soon.  This
was all a bad surprise.  Anyways,  She is
in God’s hands as we all are and He will
bring us each one home when our time
comes to be.  So,  until then,  find the
blessings in life.  Laugh at the silly stuff
and smile even if you’re not feeling like it.
Sometimes a faux smile can become as a
real one when reflected from others.  Often
I will look in the mirror and make weird
faces and make myself laugh at my own
self LOL.  Don’t focus too heavily on the
negativity in life.  Look for good things
that have come to be.  Yes I am talking
to myself as well as you.  I need to tell
myself all of that as well,  being that I
will often get caught up in the misery of
the world and forget to look for the joy.
Judy and I went Saturday and got the
car inspected.  It passed,  though the
air filter on it needed changing and so
I told them to put another on it.  LOL,
I don’t want our car to catch COVID 🙂
Anyways,  we went and got ice cream
at the Houlton Farms Dairy after we got
the car inspected.  YUMMY!  There were
a lot of people getting ice cream.  It was
a nice day,  although a heavy rain came
through later in the evening.  Judy and
her sisters had gone to see Barbara again
and Judy got caught in the rainstorm on
her drive back home.  She said she could
barely see to drive so she drove real slow.
Benny and Rocky are doing well.  They
are lying in the floor in front and back
of Judy LOL.  They know better then to
park themselves behind me.  My legs will
often start throbbing and I have to push
my chair back to stand up and if they’re
parked to close to me,  they can get run
over and they have learned that hehehe.
It’s sort of warm today with a temp of
78,  but tomorrow’s high is supposed to
be 92 and Tuesday’s high is supposed to
be 89,  but after that it looks as though
the temps will drop back to the 60’s and
lower 70’s.  Those are my kind of temps.
I haven’t published any more books yet,
being I see no sense in it,  but I might
one day get in the mood.  I have 5 books
worth of poetry pictures ready 🙂  I write
a lot huh.  The writing is just part of it.
Designing and creating poetry pictures
using pictures we’ve taken or paintings
that Judy has painted is also a big part.
Many do not realize how hard it is to
make them.  I do not have designs that
are ready made.  I have to pick the right
fonts, size them and choose color scheme
as well as location to put the poems as
well as the background color and often
the brackets around the poems which
colors to use.  I measure it all with a
tape measure to get it all looking right.
I also often do a lot of photo correcting.
Yeppers,  it’s quite a work out with my
old thinker.  I enjoy making them as
they keep my mind busy and give me
something to do that is positive.  Judy
just now left to go and visit Barbara
at the hospital.  She said when she gets
back home and I am done with this,
she wants me to read my last week’s
journal to her and then this week’s 🙂
Due to many things,  I forgot to read
last week’s to her LOL and she likes
for me to read it to her.  We feel that
God has His mighty hands over us
watching over us as also many angels
and friendly spirits are also watching
over us..  Thank You God for all that
You have done for us and all that You
will surely do.  AMEN.  So,  I reckon
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 and now as I read back I think
I found a decent title about a third of
way in the beginning of my rambling
and now after checking,  I see that it
has not been used yet,  so used it shall
be.  Here goes…

Look For Good

Don’t let sadness
live and breathe,
find the blessings
to interweave.
Seek the joyful
times and places
look for good
in many faces.
Don’t let anger
to fill your heart,
seek for peaceful
works of art.
Within reflections
of our minds
look for good
and great designs.
Open your eyes
to all that could
be God’s blessings
look for good.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6,  2021

There ya go.   I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling 🙂
Judy is still at the hospital with Barbara.
It’s just me and the boys here now.  They
are both sat waiting for Judy at the front
door.  So,  that’s about all I have for you
other than what I tell you most every week
 and that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.   Yeppers 10 more poems,  but once
again,  no Christmas poems.  Maybe next
week 🙂   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 search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you all a
peaceful blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Alrighty
then,  so where can that ornery off switch
be trying to hide this week?  Looking high
and low,  side to side,  front and back 🙂
Where is that thing hiding???? LOL How
in the Heck did you get in my medicine
bottle?  I hope you were not taking my
blood pressure meds hehehe.  They might
mess ya up,  but then you ain’t got blood.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

 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 🙂

Our Recollections

Doors as windows
paths we find
become as echoes
within our mind.
Moments recorded
on a windowsill
times recollections
as seasons appeal.
Created within us
as a magical sight
mere recollections
daylight and night.
There may be snow
of a winter’s day
formed on the road
in wondrous array.
It might show signs
of our connections
we found within
our recollections.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2021

Calmer Waves

Troubles may seem
too grand to ride,
but may be illusion
with peace inside.
The waves of life
might hold the key
to now and again
good times to see.
Look for the sights
that times compile
in the calmer waves
with a little smile.
You might discover
a brand new day
as a time and place
of another way.
The waves may roll
and create a path
as a picture taken
of times aftermath.
It might seem like
a double feature
at a movie place
of a scary creature.
Allow the moments
a peaceful phase
found within life
of calmer waves.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2021

Happy Thoughts

Water in a creek
is just like a mind
flowing as a dream
of a happy time.
Seen as a memory
of a long time ago
that we relive now
as a magical flow.
Happy and playing
from week to week
these are the scenes
as water in a creek.
Change is a breath
a time to believe
as happiness finds
times to perceive.
Find the memories
that time had lost
and smile of a day
the happy thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2021

Mr Scarecrow

He leans upon
a timeless scene
as he’s awaiting
for Halloween.
A tree may stand
to give him rest
as seconds pass
with his protest.
Time has passed
for him to scare
as Halloween is
no longer there.
Mr Scarecrow
watches a while
with a weathered
seamed up smile.
A thriving breath
of now and again
this sewn fellow
is like the wind.
He might stand
in winter’s snow
waiting a while
Mr Scarecrow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2021

Memories Memoirs

Found in the dirt
of a time long ago
memories become
as a seasonal flow.
Years pass us by
leaving living trails
memories memoirs
of written details.
Tombstones words
written of a time
held as memories
 that some may find.
Ghostly memoirs
of words that dwell
upon a tombstone
as stories to tell.
Pictures are taken
to be a reflection
remembering times
of our connection.
Ones we remember
bright shining stars
now are as echoes
memories memoirs.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2021

Smaller Waves

Sometimes our life
can seem like Hell
as time comes by
 we slipped and fell.
Look for the waves
that can be tools
maybe from when
we acted like fools.
Within those times
you might awaken
the smaller waves
you had mistaken.
Ride the rhythms
the lessons of life
upon smaller waves
learned from strife.
So often the small
will help you along
to not make large
a very sad song.
So look within time
and find the days
the lessons within
the smaller waves.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 2,  2021

Gift of Light

Dreams of things
that we remember
may be fragrances
as burning ember.
The light of scenes
become as a form
within memories
that minutes adorn.
As a page of time
it turns and twist
as the gift of light
may tighten its fist.
To hold in its grasp
the sweetest memory
within the pages
the greatest to see.
It might be a time
of a passing stage
as the gift of light
of a different age.
The heavenly love
within God’s grace
as the gift of light
for us to embrace.
Find the blessings
in day and night
that God gave freely
as a gift of light.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 2,  2021

Autumn’s Reflection

Seeming to repeat
inside of our minds
autumn’s reflection
is wondrous designs.
It forms as colors
leaves on the trees
patterns partaking
what the season sees.
Seeming as windows
and doorways too
autumn’s reflection
of an old and anew.
Colors transcending
becoming as gold
found within photos
as blessings of old.
Time’s a conveyor
that many eyes see
portraying passages
of life’s history.
Creating turnstiles
timeless connection
within the season of
autumn’s reflection.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 3,  2021

Anywhere Begins

Moments evolve
to become history
within anywhere
sometime may be.
Paved as illusion
that places become
maybe as a dream
a new setting sun.
Colors enlighten
the textures of time
as anywhere begins
with nowhere minds.
A photograph life
might form a view
as a season’s song
ones sing as anew.
Maybe as scenes
of passing trends
we may discover
anywhere begins.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 3,  2021

Lupines of Prayer

Walking down roads
to find some peace
I found the blessings
of a timeless release.
Created in the colors
of purple and pink
a moment passed by
to help me to think.
A prayerful discovery
as a passing dream
found in the lupines
a mesmerizing scene.
It brought me alive
with thoughts so true
as I said a prayer
for a lifetime anew.
I kneeled right beside
this colorful sight
and felt the presence
of God’s Holy light.
He gave me a smile
with a breath of air
as I kneeled beside
the lupines of prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 4,  2021

for Jun 5,  2021

Our tomorrow dreams
might become as our nightmares
that should not come true.

Often becomes not so
as time forms many roadblocks
steering us away.

Love can create life
from shadows of misery
as seed of a smile.

Doorways to chances
might be only illusions
of what we’re wanting.

Life’s diversities
can become as many tools
gathered from mistakes.

Trials of a moment
can pour into a river
to create answers.

Breathing of a breath
that came from timeless sorrow
can awaken tears.

Storms of illusions
might look like reality,
but thrive in our mind.

Finding an answer
in the midst of fuses lit
might only explode.

Fields of persuasion
might become as only weeds
taunting as daisies.

Links to each other
can either grow much stronger
or become unlinked.

Seen as a dreamer
ones might only see facade,
but dreams do come true.

Shattered emotions
can create walls of desire
living in ones world.

The pages of life
often become only words
that some never read.

Harbingers of death
can often be reflections
of humanity.

Today’s tomorrows
might become our yesterdays
if we do not change.

The rains of sorrow
may be needed to move on,
so let the tears fall.

Lost in illusions
we might not see what is true
and only see lies.

Heard as a mallard
a duck speaks of many things
that we do not know.

With storms of silence
comes a crazy bird in flight
soon to land in poop.

Boredom of disease
can awaken ideas
that cause much trouble.

A seasonal sight
can create life’s reflections
in our memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5,  2021

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