Think of Something


Hello my friends

I hope you had a nice 4th of July and
the passed week went well for you.  We
had a fairly enjoyable week.  I did a few
conga drumming videos and took a few
selfies of me with my conga drums.  It
was good getting back into the swing of
things.  Of course I’m a little rusty and
my asthma is a bit worse,  but I’m doing
it.  I might make a few more videos this
week.  It gives me something to do other
than write poems and create LOL.  We
watch a lot of TV together.  Judy is still
crocheting more and more things as she
finds other things to crochet 🙂  We’ve
been enjoying some cooler weather up
here lately.  It’s 56 F degrees right now
at 4 PM and raining slightly.  The high
for today is supposed to be 59 degrees.
The week is supposed to be in the mid
70’s then by Thursday the mid 60’s or
thereabout.  Yep,  I do like those temps.
I don’t miss the Texas summers,  but I
do miss my family and friends as well
as the ability to drive down to Port A
and watch and listen to the waves.  That
was one of our favorite places to go and
take pictures.  Maybe one day we will
be able to return for a visit hopefully 🙂
God willing it will happen.  Anyways,
next subject.  Judy’s sister Barbara is
not doing well at all.  She is back in the
hospital not only with stage 4 cancer,
but with a broken arm.  Judy is with
her right now.  They are transferring
Barbara to Bangor Monday,  so Judy
was wanting to see her before the move.
Bangor is 120 miles south of us.  Judy
brought Barb a care package in hopes
of making things a bit better for her.
I pray for her always.  I’m sure she is
in God’s hands and He will do what He
knows is best.  So,  what else is there
in the Pearce’s news?  Well,  I ordered
us an evaporative blade less air cooler
for our bedroom,  being I get hot real
quick and cannot sleep in a hot room.
We have the portable air conditioner
set up in the computer room and we
have some big fans that sort of suck
some of the cool air into the bedroom,
but not enough for me.  Of course the
temps here lately have not been warm
enough to use them,  but there will be
some days.  Last month we had some
days in the upper 80’s and lower 90’s
which made it hard to sleep.  I’ll get
it all set up.   I have some desktop
water cooled fans on our night stands,
but they don’t work that great.  They
do put out some cool air,  but you’ve
gotta be near them to feel them and
you have to fill them with water often.
This fan I bought holds near a gallon
and a half of water and it says that
it will last for 8 to 12 hours before I
will have to fill it again.  I know we
may not use it much,  but it will get
used 🙂  It’s not one of those cheap
ones.  This one cost me 200 dollars.
I looked at all of the write ups and
it was the best for what I needed and
I didn’t want to buy something cheap
that I knew would not work.  I’m a
shopper LOL.  I do shop around not
only for the best buys,  but for the
best rated.  Judy should be home in
an hour or so being visiting hour is
from 1 PM to 6 PM and it’s 4:30 PM
right now.  I guess I should be trying
to think of something for us to eat
for dinner.  When I get done here,
I’ll take a look in the freezer to see
what we have that can be made quick.
God has most surely kept watch over
Judy and I as we struggle ahead with
life.  Yes we have some difficult times,
but we pull through with God’s help
as well as the many angels and friendly
spirits that watch over us and help us
when we are in need.  Thank You God
for all that You have done for us and
surely all that You will do.  AMEN.
Now I do believe it’s time for me to
read back on all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find me a good word or
phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  So it’s off
I go to that place of my recollection
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
Hmm I think I might of stumbled
upon a decent title about a quarter
of the way back in my rambling and
now after checking,   see that it has
not been used yet,  but used it shall
be.  Here goes…

Think of Something

Thoughts become
doors and windows
often becoming
life’s innuendoes.
Think it over
what you’re wanting
or it might just
come a haunting.
Think of something
good and true
to use in your life
to help you through.
Open your eyes
and look around
as you’re searching
for solid ground.
Let God help your
minds discerning
as you pray and
think of something.

©By Bill Pearce
July 4,  2021

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling 🙂
Judy came home near 5 PM and she is
in here with me now.  She took a picture
while she was at the hospital with Barb
and shared it on Facebook and I went
and down loaded it to my computer to
use in my stationery 🙂  One of Judy’s
sister’s, her twin (Trudy) was also there
with Barbara.  Barbara was happy to
have them come and see her.  They only
allow immediate family to visit her,  so
I can’t go.  I told Judy to tell her I love
her and am praying for her.  Anyways,
that’s about all I have for ya this week
aside from what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
with 1 Christmas poem in the mix of
them.  I also wrote 22 more haiku for
all the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like.  So,  now with that said
I believe it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a happy
4th of July and a blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Now,  with that said I reckon it’s
time for me to search for that ornery
off switch that is so good at hiding 🙂
Ok,  not so great at hiding LOL,  being
I just looked straight ahead and saw
it peaking out from behind my heart
meds hehehe.  You can do better than
that hahaha.  Try harder next time 🙂
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 🙂

Wintery Dreams

Roads to decisions
pathways that flow
might show winter
as season of snow.
Skies may awaken
and form a display
as wintery dreams
of a wonderful day.
Roads might clear
to display a path
as wintery dreams
with shadowy cast.
Breathe in deeply
and search therein
to find the view
to begin yet again.
It might be magical
as it comes in view
the wintery dreams
of then thereunto.
Time of heartbeats
of living extremes
might reflect many
wintery dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28,  2021

Autumn’s Cascade

Lakeside portrayals
create many frames
as colors of autumn
the season attains.
Seeming as artwork
a painter has done
God creates time
as colors of the sun.
Mesmerizing scenes
become as a glance
as autumn’s cascade
with a little romance.
A limitless painting
that never runs dry
forms as dreams
with Earth and sky.
Heavenly blessings
that God has made
with seasonal colors
autumn’s cascade.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28,  2021

Dimensions of Mind

Living in moments
seasons pass by
many dimensions
hello and goodbye.
Minds become as
doorways details
some as a memory
some as ships sails.
Providing a ride
to a magical place
dimensions of mind
a timeless embrace.
So many colors,
as a palette of gold
found as a turnstile
our eyes can behold.
Let your mind float
to another world
within dimensions
of seconds unfurled.
Locate your peace
a mesmerizing time
within your heart
dimensions of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 29,  2021

Like an Illusion

The stage is set
as days meet years
which may become
what life endears.
Passing of scenes
become as a phase
just like an illusion
that so many gaze.
A field of highlights
unleashes a dream
just like an illusion
of a magical scene.
We might just see
a cow stood still
in a country scene
on a seasonal hill.
You might even see
the grasses of time
just like an illusion
inside of your mind.
Within a mind’s eye
may be confusion
that seems unreal
just like an illusion.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 30,  2021

Winter’s Memory

Formed as glimmers
formed as times
memories live on
as seasons designs.
Maybe of people
or maybe of places
so often moments
are reflected faces.
Winter brings true
sights and sounds
within memories
of all that astounds.
Pieces of a puzzle
that become clear
as winter’s memory
our Chritmas cheer.
It may be just snow
that enhances sight
a taste or a flavor,
Christmas of white.
Look deep within
and find that smile
a winter’s memory
of a Christmas style.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 30,  2021

Stand Up Tall

Don’t let problems
to pull you down
on your journey
round and round.
Find the footing
to stand and smile
and carry on
yet another mile.
Stand up hopeful
through the grays
and find peace in
the coming days.
Let the ripples
to become you
as you do the best
that you can do.
We might splash
and get real wet,
but some lessons
we won’t forget.
So if you stumble
and surely fall,
get back up then
and stand up tall.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 30,  2021

Visions Illuminate

Windows of time
open with a phase
illuminating scenes
of a seasonal gaze.
Snowflake artwork
creates the sight
found within times
that they all unite.
Visionary people
may look and see
a pathway or road
as a lock and key.
Using imagination
they open the door
illuminating scenes
of which to explore.
A wintertime road
to a time and date
puts forth choices
visions illuminate.

©By Bill Pearce
July 1,  2021

Moments Made

A snowy trail
a time displayed
shows the path
a person made.
Step within step
through the snow
footprints guide
where choices go.
Seasons places
form a doorway
as moments made
from day to day.
Sought directions
breathe a breath
from near and far
or more or less.
Lines on faces
become the view
in moments made
then thereunto.
Yet the lessons
become a grade
found as footsteps
moments made.

©By Bill Pearce
July 1,  2021

The Final Call

Time will come
then it’s seen
a time and place
unlike a dream.
Reality forms
with every breath
the life we live
till time of death.
The final call
will surely show
what we did,
where all we’d go.
Let your essence
be the truth
before the end
and not uncouth.
Be of peace
and love each day
before the end
takes you away.
Let your shadows
to not befall
of only lies
in the final call.

©By Bill Pearce
July 2,  2021

Upwards Sky

Flying up above
as a magical sight
you may perceive
a biplane’s flight.
It might hover
and it might soar
throughout time
to discover more.
Finding a breeze
a summer’s array
way up above
a passing display.
It might seem odd
to fly as a kite
a biplane above
soaring just right.
Way up above us
time might unveil
thought of a place
as a wishing well.
Dreams of a sight
a moment to fly
within a biplane
in upwards sky.

©By Bill Pearce
July 2,  2021

for July 3,  2021

Time is a number
and also a mere moment
that life and death meet.

Pages of a journal
might hold many mysteries
that some don’t perceive.

Living for money
and not for what’s important
can end in sadness.

A stage of desire
might hold many faded moments
you thought you wanted.

Seasons of ages
come and go within turnstiles
creating echoes.

When passing the buck
you chance to get it passed back
and get what you give.

Leaving a message
on an answering machine
can give someone hope.

Bringing a flower
to someone that hates flowers
might not be so wise.

Grasses of a time
might hold many perspectives
that some think are weeds.

The lines on a face
tell many stories of times
laughter and sadness.

Thoughts are only thoughts
until they are put to work
and used for journeys.

Footsteps we travel
may leave footprints some follow,
so take care your path.

Flavors of ice cream
might only be emptiness
tasted  by others.

Tomorrows lessons
might be mistakes in today
that we now regret.

Feelings for others
may create many journeys
that some never see.

Opening a door
can let in some decisions
you might need to close.

Choosing right or left
is only part of the choice
for you need to move.

Scenes within summer
might be of dandelions
growing in a field.

Traits that we may share
might only be in our mind
for we chose the traits.

Seasons come to life
as mother nature gives birth
and paints scenery.

Trials we overcome
become our futures tools
helping us along.

Hearing an echo
is only a recording
of what that was done.

©By Bill Pearce
July 3,  2021

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