Driving Force


Hello my friends

I’m getting an early start on my journal again,
but this time it’s because I am sort of bored 🙂
I might not finish it today,  but I will write all
that I can until I find other to do.  So welcome
to Saturday LOL.  It’s rained most of the day,
but supposed to slack off in a little while and
then tomorrow being fair.  Right now it’s 60 F
degrees with a high forecasted at 76 as the same
for Sunday.  Monday though,  the temperature
is supposed to drop to a high of 62 and be in
the 60’s all week into next weekend.  That’s the
kind of temps I like to see,  but then it’s humid
as all get out.  The humidity drives me crazy.
It’s hard to sleep when I feel all sticky.  Oh
well,  life goes on.  I thank God for our AC-
dehumidifier-fan.  I don’t want to think of how
miserable we would be without it LOL.  I do
not miss the Texas spring and summer heat 🙂
I can’t wait till we get out with the drone that
Judy gave me for Christmas and learn to fly
it.  Hopefully we don’t crash it first thing out
of the box LOL,  but then neither of us has
ever flown one so chances are it might have a
few rough landings as well as take offs LOL.
We’re also anxiously waiting to go do some
miniature golf and I’m also looking forward
to some picture taking drives 🙂  My true peace
is found when I am writing poetry,  designing
poetry pictures.  It’s then that I am reaching
within me to find the memories that make me
smile and the thoughts that help me to grow.
I have met many that when I told them that
I was a poet,  they said (without missing a
beat)  you don’t look like a poet.  So tell me,
what does a poet look like LOL.  I think he
or she looks like you and I.  It’s what’s on
the inside that makes the poet.  You would
not believe how many people out there think
that I can just show them how to do it and
tada it’s done.  It’s more than rhyming and
all.  It’s about putting cognitive thoughts
together to create written art.  It’s something
I do fairly easy,  but others might struggle.
We each have our gifts.  You might not of
found yours yet,  or you are honing it as
each day comes to pass.  I try not to ever
compare myself to others,  being I am me
and not you.  There are many things that
I wish I were able to do,  but they are things
I was not meant to do or I just do not have
the driving force to do such.  Anyways,  I’ve
just been rambling telling you everything
that comes into mind.  My dad used to call
me a thinker,  because it seems my brain
never shuts down and I am always thinking
of something,  mostly poetry,  but never the
less always thinking hehehe.  It’s 56 degrees
now at 7:30 PM.  The sky is white with clouds,
but they are supposed to clear up a little bit
by tomorrow (Sunday).  God is most surely
watching over us as are many angels and
kindly spirits that He has sent to help us in
our times of need and to also watch over
us.  Judy and I feel so very blessed to have
this time together.  God found 2 souls that
were needing to be connected and so He
did.  Thank You Father God for all that
You do and all that You have done for us.
AMEN and AMEN.  Now I do believe it
is time for me to be reading back over 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.  So,
it’s away I go,  to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
me a fairly decent title near the middle of
my rambling and now after checking I see
that it has not been used yet,  so used it
shall be today.  Here goes…

Driving Force

Just like the wind
so many will blow
throughout time
with where they go.
Flowing as breezes
or in driving rain
many continue on
time and again.
Find the purpose
within your view
and let God guide
then thereunto.
Allow His force
to form your mind
and take you to
a point in time.
A place where you
are meant to be
as time moves on
to help you see.
Let God to guide
your daily course
and let Him be
the driving force.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2022

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a bit of my rambling.  If not,
then oh well LOL.  Maybe next time hehehe.
Anyways,  that’s about all I have for ya,  but
I still would like for you to keep in prayer my
friend Sara W.  She does not seem to be doing
so well.  My sister in law Barb,  is doing good,
but please keep her also in your prayers.  So
that’s about all I have for ya this week other
than 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 of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope that you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now with that said,  I reckon it’s time for me
to begin my search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you a blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Okie dokie now,  where can that
ornery off switch be trying to hide this time?
Searching all of its normal hiding spots  and
nothing yet.  Hmm,  I don’t recall my battery
tester being right in front of me and also I do
not recollect it ever rocking back and forth
on its on LOL.  For Heaven’s sake,  are you
ever gonna learn how to be still.  You make
it real easy to find you when you’re always
fidgeting and moving stuff around hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

River or Road

Throughout life
we might find miles
times and places
of so many styles.
Connections made
as life moves on
as a river or road
that sings a song.
Sung as ripples
or pavement scenes
times come alive
within many things.
Some as a roadway
and some as a river
a timeless cuisine
the seconds deliver.
Minutes may gather
and become alive
to swim about daily
or take a drive.
Let your mind sail
with lesser a load
as times discover
a river or road.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2022

Life’s Beginnings

Seeming as a pier
of a dreamer’s hue
life’s beginnings
give a special view.
Some as reflections
as many drift on
beginnings begun
of right and wrong.
Seasons memories
become as a glance
in life’s beginnings
as song and dance.
Seeking windows
for a special sight
may come as times
that are not right.
Allow for blessings
to filter through
in life’s beginnings
from old to anew.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2022

Passing Stages

Life is a blessing
some do not see,
for they’re blinded
on what’s given free.
Time becomes faint
as life drifts away
while many stages
become only gray.
So many tombstones
have written clear
the hearts and souls
of year after year.
but when they lived
they did not show
stages of blessings
in their daily flow.
Don’t be but only
known for greed
show of true love
as a heavenly seed.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2022

Brief Encounters

Found by evening
the light of day
becomes artwork
as it fades away.
Creating shadows
as evening’s affair
displayed in life
with a living flair.
A painted skyline
and scenic door
opens and closes
displaying more.
Times perspective
becomes a phase
for eyes of eve
right then to gaze.
Shadows form
as skies become
brief encounters
of a setting sun.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2022

Mirrors of Hearts

Reflecting desires
of a time long ago
we might discover
a season of snow.
Time that displays
a wonderful view
as hearts remind
of a season or two.
Seen as a mirror
reflecting a time
hearts may expose
a season’s design.
Scented of passion
as a timeless array
we might recall
a wonderful day.
It might be of love
of a friend or pet
seen in the mirrors
we cannot forget.
Living thresholds
a season imparts
become so alive
mirrors of hearts.

©By Bill Pearce
May 25,  2022

Into a Dream

Driven as water
time can become
dreamers dreams
new days begun.
Flowing seconds
as a river’s mind
some find dreams
as timeless time.
Minutes passing
as hours go by
while a dreamer
may wish to fly.
Yet only in mind
of time and place
it might only be
a dreamer’s face.
Held as moments
of a wanted array
a dream of time
may then display.
Within a prayer
of a scenic stream
truth may unfold
well into a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
May 26,  2022

Springtime Parade

Hearts as a flower
springtime inlays
a parade of colors
in so many ways.
Enhanced in time
as we may look on
life is a journey
of a seasonal song.
Displaying sights
with colorful hues
greens and yellows
as others infuse.
Find the beauty
within each glance
that may seem like
season’s romance.
Take in the colors
so heavenly made
displayed as life’s
springtime parade.

©By Bill Pearce
May 26,  2022

Moments of Prayer

So many things
that we may think
might be imagined
as a ship to sink.
Look for the hope
within all you see
heavenly blessings
God given free.
Search the skyline
within your view
and find a prayer
to take with you.
Even in moments
amidst God’s trees
you may envision
a prayer of seas.
Waves of emotion
are within the air
to give to us all
moments of prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
May 26,  2022

Spring is Sprung

Ripples of illusions
created from a time
become as a reality
a springtime design.
Scenes within scenes
as a life’s escapade
are as enhancements
the moments inlaid.
Created from times
that came together
as spring is sprung
from other weather.
Winter’s memories
in spring’s cuisine
reflect and connect
as a seasonal scene.
So look around you
and see what’s done
as time comes alive
and spring is sprung.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2022

Eerie Persuasions

Often our choices
come from our mind
not understanding
what all we will find.
A creepy discernment
of the places we see
might have a reason
to not come to be.
We might wonder
and wander on in
as eerie persuasions
might then begin.
Enhancing beauty
where none is to view
creating a window
to trap me and you.
But then a moment
might be real good
looking really scary
but misunderstood.
So don’t go judging
so quickly equations,
for they may be only
eerie persuasions.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2022

for May 28,  2022

Time has no patience
for it doesn’t stop for life
so do what you can.

Lines upon a road
might show a lot of skid marks,
when ones crossed over.

Travels of a mind
can often show some nightmares
within the journeys.

Onslaughts of pain
might come from years of worry
and never ceasing.

Walking though doorways
without knowing what’s within,
you might find trouble.

Years might multiply
when we procrastinate life
finding much regret.

Answers to questions
might fill us with much sadness
as we seek others.

Our desires in life
can become our own jail cell
if we seek for fame.

Listening to time
as it ticks seconds away
you might fall asleep.

Years of illusions
might become a reality
that we may regret.

Leaves of a moment
can blow within a windstorm
and still find some peace.

Shadows of an age
we remember very well
might live within us.

Heaven’s encounters
are as brushes with seconds
that meet life and death.

Tomorrows passage
is often a mystery
awaiting our stride.

Changing directions
does not always mean for good,
for it can be bad.

Speaking to the wind
you might hear its own reply
as just but a breeze.

Striking another
you can then expect karma
to strike you as well.

The years that pass by
might be seen within others
as we remember.

Effortless working
can make weakness to be seen,
so push for better.

Treads of a tire
can leave images on the ground
telling where it went.

Holding to anger
that’s of a time long ago
you will find no peace.

Timid as a mouse
many are afraid of growth
and so they stay put.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28.  2022

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