Ready To Begin


Hello my friends

It’s nearing that wonderful day 🙂  Christmas
will soon be here.  I hope you are enjoying
this holiday season.  Judy and I are loving it.
Of course we have chosen to stay home for
Christmas and just enjoy the company a few
Christmas movies together and maybe even
watch it snow if it does.  The snow plows came
just a little bit ago and cleared our driveway,
so all’s good here.  We got our car door fixed
and the front brakes done,  so our car is good
to go.  We might go to Walmart tomorrow to
pick up a few necessities.  I might sometime
this week take an evening drive down the road
to take some Christmas pictures.  Quite a few
people have their houses lit up all Christmassy.
Yep, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
LOL it seems that our boy Rocky is beginning
to like snow.  Benny has always loved it as he
seems to never want to come in until he starts
getting cold LOL.  Rocky went out with me to
take a few pictures of our house and driveway
and he just started dancing in the snow and
spinning around in circles hehehe.  Benny at
that moment was asleep in his doggy bed near
the radiator heater in the computer room LOL.
Yep,  it seems we now have two snow dogs 🙂
Our old RIP boy Milo could take the snow or
leave it,  but mostly leave it.  Benny will get
out through the deep snow and start bouncing
around to get through it.  The other day when
it snowed,  both Benny and Rocky wanted to
go for a run in the field in front of our house,
but I had to say no.  Maybe we will do it on
another day.  They have their winter sweaters
on,  but of course they have a lot of hair that
keeps them warm.  They do not shed so they
do need haircuts often LOL.  But through this
time of year,  we’ll let them keep it and only
trim their paw hair when needed unless their
body hair gets a bit too long and then it’s trim
time.  Right now it’s 22 F degrees and snowing.
There’s not much going on around here other
than Judy crocheting and me writing poetry
and whatnot.  The boys are sleeping in their
doggy beds in the floor in-between Judy and
I.  The high for Monday is 22 F degrees and it
look as though it will be the same all week 🙂
The high for today was 24 F 🙂  It’s supposed
to be 10 F by Monday morning.  So we might
be wise to let our hot water dribble a little
tonight to keep it from freezing.  By the end
of the month I will be having to order us some
more heating oil/kerosene.  The cost of heating
your home up here is quite high,  but I’m sure
it cost the same or even more in other areas.
It’s worth it to me,  just to be able to see the
snow as it falls to Earth as it decorates all of
the landscape.  The temperature has dropped
a couple of degrees since I began writing.  It’s
now 20 F degrees.  Yep,  we all be huddled in
here until time to go to bed LOL.  This room/
the computer room is the warmest room in the
house due to our computers and it being such
a small room.  We also have a heat vent and
a small portable radiator heater in here if we
need it.  So,  yes,  we do stay in here most of
the time,  but the boys often have to go out
to do their pottying.  They never stay outside
for long.  They’ll come in through the doggy
door on the covered porch and bark to tell
us that they’re ready to come back inside 🙂
They’re good boys and never stray away too
far 🙂  Most cases they will not even leave
our driveway.  LOL The UPS and FEDEX
guys know them well and often bring them
treats when they deliver a package to us 🙂
I like it out here in the country.  It’s quiet
aside from the snow plows going back and
forth down the county road during winter 🙂
I know I am needing to get some more of
my books published hehehe.  I have 4 more
ready to begin converting to PDF and then
upload.  I have one more book almost ready.
It only lacks 11 poetry pictures and that’ll
be book 19 LOL.  Who’d a thought that I
would write so much hehehe.  I am surely
not promising this,  but just saying that I
might quit with book 20 and try to find me
something else to do,  but who knows LOL.
I had no clue that I would do more than 3
books hehehe.   Now,  if they would just
start selling :).  Oh well,  they keep my old
brain a ticking.  God has been good to us.
He has helped us when we needed the help
and sent angels to help us out of situations
that we could not get of on our own.  We,
I am sure have many friendly spirits that
are watching over and guiding us.  Thank
You dear Lord for always being there for us
when we are in dire need.  I pray that You
watch over our friends and family and the
many friends that have become our family.
Please send them angels and friendly spirits
to help them in their times of crisis. AMEN.
Now I do believe it is time for me to begin
my search back through 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 away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may
have found a decent title about a third of
the way back in my rambling and now after
checking,  I see that it has not been used yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes…

Ready To Begin

This day upon us
might have a view
a time and place
just waiting for you.
It might be a scene
you saw one day
or a wishful dream
of a scented array.
Let God guide you
in your daily quest
to help you to find
the truly very best.
When ready to begin
take Him to heart
and let God display
His work of art.
Don’t hurry through
 to plant your seed
for God in His time
will give as you need.
Begin with a prayer
and pray it within
and let God help you
when ready to begin.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 19,  2021

Well,   there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling LOL.
I pray that I gave ya a smile or some hope.
I do believe that I’ve told ya about all that
I have to tell other than of course,  what I
tell you every week and that is I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems and 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.  Now,  I
do believe it’s time to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a wonderful blessings
filled week and a MERRY CHRISTMAS 🙂
May your days be merry and your hearts
be aglow.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now where can that ornery off
switch be trying to hide this time hehehehe?
Hmmm,  I think I see movement behind the
curtain in front of me.   So you’re trying
to balance yourself on the PC speaker on the
wall while hiding behind the curtain.  What
happened,  did ya slip.  Oh,  you lost your
footing or something of that nature hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 13
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Resting Souls

The doors to life
will one day close
and leave in place
a choice we chose.
Tombs reflections
become as a sight
of resting souls
a day or night.
When we’re alive
we have a chance
to change within
a song or dance.
Look for times
to display truth
the lessons in life
from our youth.
We might find
we saw it wrong
times remembered
a distant song
All that we sought
now surely unfolds
with hopeful signs
of resting souls.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 13,  2021

Living Perceived

As old and new
collides with time
it might become
an earthly rhyme.
Formed from eyes
that see a view
living perceived
of old and new.
The patterns made
may seem facade
as a side of life
that seems so odd.
For it came alive
as a passing gaze
a Godly blessing
within the days.
The miracles grow
beyond our sight
as living perceived
as day and night.
Find the beauty
and find the style
to give to you
a great big smile.
In time and place
as God conceived,
look for the good
in living perceived.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 13,  2021

Autumn’s Mind

Remembering times
that came unto be
as colors of autumn
so fancy and free.
Mindful expressions
become a memoir
as sights and sounds
that seem as a star.
As pages of a book
the doorway is seen
as autumn’s mind
perceived as a dream.
Like a stage of leaves
it paints a display
as an ocean of time
of day unto day.
The scenic moments
enlightened and true
become as windows
with an autumn view.
You might envision
a sky up above
with autumn’s mind
filled full of love.
It’s created by God
as beauty to find
that seems as a dream
within autumn’s mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2021

Clusters of Thoughts

Often our emotions
might seem as entwined
linked with the scenes
that stay on our mind.
Thoughts of a passion
for moments arrays
seeming to be clustered
within the passed days.
Time holds reflections
as a mirror to view
as clusters of thoughts
that live within you.
Some may be twigs
of a worrisome stage
living in the moments
as a turn of a page.
Find in the time frames
ways to move ahead
in lessons you learned
from all done and said.
Make them as the tools
to use to make better
your life in the future
to bring it together.
Creating a turnstile
from land of the lost
learned from the lessons
clusters of thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2021

Unseen Passages

Times we envision,
places we’ve seen
might have passages
as a hidden dream.
Many days journeys
might hold a way
to unseen passages
through another day.
Moments recalling
might create a style
within a passageway
the seasons compile.
Becoming artwork
the unseen may find
masterful paintings
of a place and time.
It might seem faint
this view you see,
but become clearer
throughout history.
Forming a sentence
seeming as messages
that then hid away
the unseen passages.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 15,  2021

Magic of Age

Remember the times
standing in a place
as the magic of age
within God’s grace.
It may be a moment
remembered so well
a magical picture
with a story to tell.
You might look back
and see it so clear
as the magic of age
of life’s yesteryear.
You might of stood
just taking pictures
within the turnstile
of many mixtures.
It might seem April
or May thereabouts
as the magic of age
the moments arouse.
Living in a memoir
of a written cuisine
tasting as the flavors
of times you’ve seen.
You might be seeing
the clouds in the sky
as you take pictures
of life by and by.
Seasons astounding
might turn a page,
but a picture recalls
all the magic of age.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 15,  2021

Sailing Along

When within waves
of a daily cruise
sing of the songs
to win not to lose.
Find in the rhythms
a song you can sing
while sailing along
on a wave like wing.
Sing of the beauty
and sing of the style
while sailing along
and trying to smile.
Hear the waves lap
at edges of time
singing so fluent
matter over mind.
Look for the scenes
the waves give you
magical moments
in old and the anew.
Let the good flow
like a beautiful song
sung as a blessing
when sailing along.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 16,  2021

Friends in The Blue

Reflecting on scenes
that time involves
creates the doorways
that a heart revolves.
Circling as images
that seem to become
echoes of moments
a passed rising sun.
Friends in the blue
as the ocean displays
scenes within scenes
of an ocean’s arrays.
A four legged friend
may stand as it waits
for you to toss a toy
that its heart elates.
You might find time
to look in the skies
and see the beauty
the greatest of size.
Then with a breath
see who’s with you
joined in a season
friends in the blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 16,  2021

Speaking Sky

So many words
in evening’s sky
form the stories
as clouds fly by.
Timeless journals
words in place
colors speaking
we may embrace.
Uniting the views
with ageless sight
as a speaking sky
from day to night.
Clouds of purple
and pinkish ways
might become
a distant phase.
Heaven’s artwork
that God’s done
when the evening
is then begun.
It’s as Heaven’s
own apple pie
told as a vision
in a speaking sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 17,  2021

September Moon

Awaiting Autumn
a moon might glow
also found waiting
for wintertime snow.
The seasons become
as a path in the sky
as the moon glistens
when passing us by.
Clouds might form
a momentous view
within a September
that seasons accrue.
Moonlight’s hidden
as clouds are born
becoming a dream
our memoirs adorn.
Written upon pages
in a book of time
a September moon
shows oh so divine.
Seeming as painted
and hung up above
it could be a dream
or a sky full of love.
It might awaken
a time come attune
this magical sight
a September moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 18,  2021

for Dec 18,  2021

The winds of seconds
become as a true journey
found within hours.

Thinking about rain
will not cause any raindrops,
but prayer can succeed.

Hiding from others
only leaves you in the dark
without any friends.

Shadows of ourselves
might seem much more than shadows
as others see them.

The force of nature
can create storms from sunshine
or peace from a storm.

So many events
are only activities
without a purpose.

Thriving on others
will not help you grow stronger,
so learn how to walk.

Turbulent waters
of the pages that we turn
can become peaceful.

Leaning too often
on the people in your life
can cause them to fall.

Time is a factor
when past and present collide,
so lose the baggage.

Various doorways
have various views of life,
so choose them wisely.

Hands held together
can be strength in a battle
as heartbeats unite.

Now and yesterday
hold the tools for our future,
but we must use them.

Winter’s arrival
is often that of snowflakes
and stories to tell.

The leaves of autumn
become as our memories
of colors of time.

Trading your problems
with ones that seem to have less,
might bring worse problems.

When threading a path
into the oblivious
you might find trouble.

Venturing outwards
where you’re not comfortable
doubts will surely thrive.

Today’s tomorrow
may differ from yesterday’s
for tomorrows change.

A window of time
can become as a doorway
if it is opened.

A forest of words
is heard as time’s emotions
within leaves of sound.

Traveling concepts
may get lost in the journeys
and end up confused.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 18,  2021

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