Whatever Happens


Hello my friends

I’m back with another installation of my
rambling ways 🙂  This weekend went by
fairly calmly.  Not much went on as well
in the passed week.  Yep,  it’s been pretty
quiet around here.  It’s hard to believe it
is Springtime,  LOL especially when we
look outside and see snow.  Yeppers we
still have snow and supposed to get a lil
more Monday and may even get a lil off
and on throughout the week.  Though it
is warming up a bit,  but we still have a
bit of cold weather.  Monday’s high is
supposed to be 33 and the very same for
Tuesday and the lows are supposed to be
in the teens.  So yes it still at times feels
and looks like winter LOL.  We were
expecting a little snow today (Sunday),
but if it did,  it didn’t do much 🙂  We
were going to go to Walmart today to
do a little shopping for things we have
run out of,  but I was not feeling up to
it,  so we’re going to try to do it maybe
tomorrow.  This month is about over
with and April is knocking lightly on
our door.  I say lightly being it seems
to be with some freezing temperatures
and still snowing off and on hehehe.
I’ve caught Rocky going out to play
on the snow mounds LOL.  I think
he caught that from Benny hehehe 🙂
Benny would go out when all of the
snow was melting and hunt down a
snow patch to play in.  Yes we miss
our little Benny as well as Milo.  They
were as Rocky is,  an extension of our
family.  Yep,  our little boys.  So what
else has gone on around here?   Well,
Judy went to her sister Trudy’s house
Yesterday (Saturday) to visit and meet
Trudy’s little 2 year old grandson.  I
stayed home with Rocky as always
and caught up on writing.  That was
about all that went on around this
place.  We lead such an exciting life,
LOL NOT.  Nothing exciting about
what we do hehehe unless you call
writing poetry,  crocheting,  eating
and watching TV exciting hahahaha.
We do other things,  but they are a
bit less exciting.  Of course when the
snow melts and it warms up a bit,  we
are going Mini Golfing and do a few
picture taking drives,  but as of now,
we don’t do much other than go to
Walmart and the grocery store for
food and other necessities.  We’re
hoping that the gas prices go back
down as they do every year.  I can
remember when we moved up here
in December of 2007 and the gas
prices were near what they are now
up here.  Whatever happens, I’m
sure we will be OK.  God is always
looking out for us as are the many
angels that He has sent to watch
over us as well as the many kindly
spirits that are with us.  Judy and
I feel so very blessed to have one
another.  I just wish we would have
met when we were not so old and
health was not depreciating,  but
I thank God that we found each
other no matter the health issues 🙂
It could always be much worse and
that’s what I try to remember.  I’ve
had a rough life and been through
Hell and back.  I’m just surprised I
lived long enough to finally find the
one that was meant for me.  Time
marches on.  I didn’t take a lot of
pictures this passed week,  due to
us not going anywhere,  so they’ll
be slim pickens this time LOL 🙂
Next week there might be a little
more.  I plan on taking pictures as
we drive to Walmart tomorrow if
we do it before it gets dark hehehe.
I’ve been having a little trouble
with vertigo again and that’s slowed
down my walking taking pictures,
but it seems to be letting up a bit 🙂
It comes and goes LOL,  That’s life.
God is still giving me means to make
it another day.  I might be in pain,
but I am alive and have a beautiful
wife that loves me and that I love.
Thank You God for all that You’ve
done for us and surely all that You
will do.   AMEN and AMEN.  Now
I do believe 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 so
it’s away I go,  to that lil place of my
recollection that I always like to call
though I may have found a fairly
good title just about half way though
my rambling and now after checking
I see that it has not been used yet,
so used it shall be.  Here goes…

Whatever Happens

Throughout windows
and many a door
life gives pathways
for us to explore.
They often may seem
as a big mistake,
but yet we found out
a choice to make.
Lessons of journeys
become the keys
to use to unlock
our learning seas.
Becoming footsteps
to other places
that good and bad
leave many traces.
Yet the journeys
bring forth a tool
to help you learn
from living school.
So don’t give up
when troubles come,
whatever happens
seek for The Son.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2022

Well there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling 🙂
Yep,   I can ramble can’t I hehehehehe.
I do though tend to drift from 1 topic
to yet another on a whim away a whim
away a whim away.  In the Jungle the
mighty jungle LOL.  Oops, I  drifted 🙂
Anyways,  it looks as though I’ve told
you all there is to tell other than what
I tell you nearly every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  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
that it’s time for me to begin searching
for that hardly elusive off switch ,  but
not before I wish you a truly blessed
week and many prayers are answered.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Now,  where can that ornery off
switch be trying to hide this week????
Looking around the room high and
low,  in recent hiding spots and others.
Hmmm,  I do believe I see something
that is out of place LOL.  Hey,  if you
are wanting to hide,  then moving my
stuff around and then hiding behind
it is not the way.  I see ya peeking ya
silly thang.  My small pepper shaker is
not that big and I clearly remember it
being right in front of me on the upper
tier of my desk and now it is over to
the left quite a bit.  I’m beginning to
think you don’t know what hide means.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Rocky
and spirits of Benny and Milo Pearce.

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Winter’s Last Day

Life is like artwork
paintings of time
often as reflections
within our mind.
There may be snow
of a distant array
or a river flowing
in a wonderful way.
Found within sights
are magical views
scenic personalities
each time accrues.
Timeless heartbeats
of a season’s stage
painted with love
from age unto age.
Let blessings thrive
as essence of peace
letting each moment
to give you release.
Look at the scenes
God puts on display
and find the joy in
winter’s last day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 21,  2022

Bench of Words

Translating thoughts
to that of a time
often becomes sights
found in our mind.
Thinking of a phase
that life has become
on a bench of words
and a seasonal sun.
Time is transfixing
as a hypnotic place
that is translated to
things you embrace.
Reflected thoughts
of a distant emotion
may then be seen as
waves of an ocean.
Sitting and thinking
of a distant mistake
might unfold times
of a heartfelt lake.
Getting much deeper
as time moves along
you may just need to
let them be gone.
Look for the joy
as a flock of birds
when sitting upon
a bench of words.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 21,  2022

Lost in Memories

Dreams might form
amidst the day
causing our minds
to fade away.
Becoming seasons
of decades ago
memories become
as a river to flow.
You might see
a shadow of time
forms of thoughts
within your mind.
Creating doorways
and windows too
to a magical place
a reflections view.
It might coincide
with a smiling face
as memories flow
with season’s taste.
Blessed occurrences
as landscape seas
we remember again
lost in memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2022

Reflections Reflect

The mirrored images
that time unfolds
become as reflections
of young unto old.
Scenes come to life
as a wondrous stage
as reflections reflect
the turn of a page.
We might see a time
that still breathes
as the past moves on
as blowing leaves.
Seasons might form
a cosmic sight
such as wintertime
with snow of white.
There may be a pet
remembered so well
as the thriving love
and story to tell.
There might be life
that lives within you
as reflections reflect
from old to anew.
There might be a few
that time interacts
four paws of love
a heartbeat attracts.
Seasons remembered
that times detect
become our memoirs
as reflections reflect.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2022

Searching Eyes

Our minds of life
may seem to stare
when looking out
from here to there.
Searching the sights
that times become
scenes so wondrous
that now are done.
Pages turn quickly
leaving a breath
as searching eyes
see life and death.
Heartbeats beating
become the view
as time awakens
within me and you.
Love is undying
in heavenly skies
as love remembers
with searching eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2022

Creating Waves

We might sail on
to a distant shore
to but only find
the times before.
The sad memories
seasons of the past
that came with us
as shadows to cast.
By not changing
the way we think
we might become
as a ship to sink.
Let motors roar
of a new day’s sun
new ways of life
new days begun.
Search for a path
with a better view
to come ashore
and become you.
Now say a prayer
for future days
before you begin
creating waves.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2022

Flowing Memoirs

Hues of emotion
become that of time
scenes as reflections
living in our mind.
Flowing as a minute
as seconds move on
seasons of occasions
are just like a song.
Sung that of beauty
songs so very sweet
memories of a place
you wish to repeat.
A moment is found
as a breath of air
a season’s emotion
sought for in prayer.
Time’s as a doorway
to waves of design
scented photographs
life within a mind.
Seen as a reflection
of many memories
flowing bestowing
as moments of seas.
Life’s many ages
that came and went
becoming memoirs
times heaven sent.
Seasons might seem
as shadows of stars
found as heartbeats
in flowing memoirs.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2022

Ocean’s Sunrise

Morning’s enhanced
by a wonderful sight
while the sun rises
to shine bright light.
Scenes come to life
as a pageant on stage
as the ocean’s sunrise
is a turn of a page.
Creating magical
forms within its view
clouds in formation
say how do you do.
Becoming colors
of a golden dream
as the ocean’s sunrise
creates a theme.
One that of harmony
filled full of love
shining as a distant
star from up above.
Displaying colors
the moments unfold
seemingly a treasure
with skyline of gold.
Painted as blessings
to soak in our eyes
this might be a sight
of an ocean’s sunrise.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2022

Blue Sky and Clouds

Timeless passages
become as a phrase
words of a window
so scenic to gaze.
Looking to the sky
you might see time
pictured emotions
moments to find.
Found as rhythms
and found as beats
as timeless songs
with magical treats.
The taste of the sky
with a colorful hue
as clouds of white
in a sky of blue.
Seasons move on
as moments create
scenes transposing
that oh so elate.
A passage of sights
that time avows
is God’s blessings
blue sky and clouds.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2022

Trickling Essence

Minds over matter
as times wake up
become as waters
in a living cup.
Flowing as pages
of books of desire
a trickling essence
is life to acquire.
Forming a sight
that time displays
as life continues
its will and ways.
A mind like river
can create a lake
with living waters
time can partake.
Invoking chances
the waters pour
trickling essence
a timeless allure.
Becoming life
of another sense
formed within us
trickling essence.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2022

for Mar 26,  2022

Seasons of sunshine
are joined with the stars of night
and moon up above.

Tracing your footsteps
you might discover reasons
for many problems.

Living for moments
you might miss all the best ones
when looking away.

Choosing a pathway
not knowing its directions
can lead to trouble.

Wasting time away
you may one day regret it
seeing what you lost.

Many emotions
come from within confusion
being embarrassed.

Slight of hand and sight
can often hide or see things
that others did not see.

Challenging people
for what that you know not of
can come back on you.

A wordy sentence
can lose ones when it’s spoken
as they drifted off.

Sharing a moment
can be a wondrous blessing
or be a nightmare.

Looking to the stars
you might feel as though the stars
are looking at you.

Beyond our eyesight
there may be many moments
waiting to be found.

Long winded people
can often talk you to death
telling short stories.

News of a moment
might be wrongfully spoken
from second hand words.

With circles and squares
there are also triangles
and many others.

We each have a path
that might look like anothers,
but be different.

Many decisions
can overwhelm a journey,
but some are needed.

Breathing heavily
you might become out of breath
so take time for prayer.

Many emotions
are the fuel for us to live
and some are silly.

Seamless perception
can look like unending paths,
but have many seams.

The scent of flowers
can unleash our memories
filled with desires.

Ageless reflections
might be our Kodak moments
seen within photos.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2022

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