Oceans of Waves


Hello my friends

The  weather has been fairly decent lately.
We’ve had small bits of snow and rain,  but
nothing of a grand scale.  We’re still having
a few issues with our internet and telephone,
but hopefully it will all be fixed soon.  I lost
my cool completely last night due to all of
the internet and phone problems that I have
already paid 170 dollars for it to be repaired.
Anyways,  we are doing pretty well besides
that 🙂  Happy Saint Patrick’s Day to those
of you that celebrate it.  I remember the days
in school when kids would pinch you if you
were not wearing green.  I didn’t get pinched
much,  being people were sort of scared to,
but I got pinched once or twice though LOL.
Judy had never heard of pinching if you were
not wearing green until she met me.  I had
never heard of whoopy pies.  Plus the first
time I met her in person I heard her say the
phrase that was wicked cool and I had no
idea of what she was talking about.  Wicked
to me growing up in Texas meant evil hehehe.
There are a lot of words and phrases that are
only spoken in certain states or places.  I’ve
not changed my vocabulary up.  I still talk
like a Texan or the semblance thereof LOL.
I still don’t feel welcomed up here.  I think
they don’t care much for Texans.  Oh well,
that’s my life.  I spend most of my time just
hanging around the house being we live out
in the boonies.  We’ve lived way up here for
over 16 years now and it is home,  even if at
times I don’t feel like it is due to feeling alone
with no friends to hang with.  Judy is my very
best friend and I’m thankful for that,  but it
would be nice to have other friends or even
someone to jam with.  It gets old playing
the drums by myself.  LOL oh well,  that’s
my sob story.  I’ll survive 🙂  I think I have
run out of things to ramble about hehehe.
Thankfully God has not given up on us.  He
still watches over us as do the many angels
and kindly spirits He has sent in our times
of need.  Our lives are as an ocean of waves
rolling onto distant shores.  God provides us
the pathways and byways of life to find the
lessons that we need.  We might have many
struggles,  but those struggles are what that
strengthen us so to be stronger in life.  Don’t
give up.  Thank You Father God for always
sending exactly what we need to help us to
move forwards.  May God live in your life
as you face the coming days of your stride.
Amen and Amen.  Now I do believe I need
to be reading back over 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 might
have stumbled upon a nice title just a few lines
back and now after checking I see that it has
not been used yet,  so used it shall be today.
Here goes…

Ocean of Waves

Within our thoughts
we might perceive
a moment of life
in the timeless seas.
Created from views
we had long ago
times that we found
that we did not know.
Deep in the waters
of an ocean of time
we might get lost
inside of our mind.
Then as the waves
of life show true
we might one day
get a clearer view.
A view we perceived
in the distant days
now might be clear
as an ocean of waves.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2024

Well there ya go.  I hope the poem made a
little bit of sense to you.  I never know if my
words will be understood,  but I hope a few
of you understand them.  I haven’t much else
to tell you other than what I tell you nearly
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 that you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like.  Now I believe
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 loved you and we do too.  Okey dokey
so where can that ornery off switch be trying
to hide this time.  LOL Use the word trying
very loosely being it is often failing to hide 🙂
Anyways,  where can that thing be?  Hmm,
I think I saw my nose drop bottle wobble.
LOL Weebles wobble,  but they don’t fall
down.  Of course my nose spray bottle does
fall down and so I had to catch it.  Yeppers
and there ya are you silly thing.  You have
still yet learned the concept of staying still.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Bluebonnet Days

Living in memories
thriving as time
so often reflections
are found in mind.
Seen as bluebonnets
of a summery style
becoming memoirs
of a sunny day smile.
Tempting heartbeats
to speak of a phase
as loving emotions
of bluebonnet days.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 11,  2024

Ice Melting Flow

Bestowing life’s rivers
gives way for voice
speaking of journeys
with many a choice.
Just like life’s waters
time flows with style
while images of time
so seasonally compile.
Creating the pathways
for peace to bestow
found as heartbeats
of an ice melting flow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2024

Look Like Rain

There might be a storm
or just gathered arrays
as some clouds up above
in a rain filled phase.
It might only seem like
a stage sewn together
looking like it could be
some stormy weather.
The grass and the trees
are greener than green
as the clouds up above
might create a dream.
A dream that becomes as
some times to attain
thriving as heartbeats
that may look like rain.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2024

Time that Breathes

Within life’s mirrors
we might see scenes
sights we remember
as wonderful things.
Loved ones of life
four legged friends
our family members
true love transcends.
Looking at pictures
the moments return
thriving heartbeats
as memoirs discern.
They become more
than just memories,
but family members
time that breathes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2024

Swinging in a Breeze

Living in reflections
the memories of time
may be seen swinging
as a lemon or lime.
We often remember
some thing as a phase
swinging in a breeze
as our distant arrays.
Perception is gathered
as crossroads desires
while swinging along
in wantings of fires.
Not seeing blessings
or the lessons in life
we might just swing
into times of strife.
Seek for the truthful
of the mindful seas
and find the blessings
swinging in a breeze.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2024

Life of Flow

We’re like a river
flowing with style
often as the waters
may frown or smile.
There may be times
not flowing so well
within the moments
that seem like Hell.
Yet we might find
a pathway of hope
as we continue to
strive on and cope.
Not allowing doors
of unwanted views
to suck our life into
some real sad news.
Locate the pathway
that you are to go
and then let God
show a life of flow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2024

Moonlight Moon

Sky of darkness
displays glows
moonlight moon
and starry shows.
Stars might seem
to not be seen
as the moonlight
forms a dream.
Pictures taken
evening’s light
might enhance
moonlight’s sight.
Darkened scenes
a nighttime tune
create songs of
moonlight moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2024

Dreams and Memoirs

Places we remember
and times we recall
might come to light
and stand very tall.
Seasonal moments
we remember so well
dreams and memoirs
our stories to tell.
Recalling episodes
of blessings of time
create the reflections
of another design.
One that of pictures
and not of an age
dreams and memoirs
as a turn of a page.
Life’s like an ocean
with seasons of stars
as our heartbeats
dreams and memoirs.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2024

Fields of The Past

Time seems illusional
when seconds proceed
creating the minutes
that we think we need.
It may seem a field
that’s living in a dream
or time that awakens
in a faraway stream.
We might see the time
as a page of a book
written in the wording
ones might of mistook.
Some horses and cattle
might thrive in a way
that awakens memories
of a pathway or day.
Creating a threshold
with shadows that cast
forming the blessings
as fields of the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2024

Glimmering Ripples

Years within a pond
might seem to be
reflections of time
and moments to see.
Painted as ripples
synched with a style
glimmering essence
times that compile.
Blessings of smiles
find homes in time
within the glimmers
of lifetimes design.
Becoming shadows
that many embrace
the scenic perception
of a time or face.
Seasons have heart
as timeless trickles
creating blessings
glimmering ripples.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2024

for Mar 16,  2024

Distance means nothing
to the depth of a heartbeat
so have faith in love.

Life becomes doorways
that often display choices
of better or worse.

The lines that we draw
trying to keep evil out,
might keep the bad in.

Travesties acquired
may seem funny to others,
but not in your eyes.

Years in the making
can often seem like shadows
of many mistakes.

Holding on to time
that was not meant for your grasp
might prevent your path.

Doorways and windows
are as the starships of life
that we might find flight.

Glancing at the time
you might see many seconds
and not the minutes.

Resolve your hatred
and find what that you hated
was just the action.

Tomorrow’s sunrise
can become better choices,
so find the lessons.

An ocean vessel
might be large so faraway,
but seem small to you.

Thinking trivial
your perspective might be seen
as just a molehill.

Living for today
can create many regrets,
for tomorrows come.

Some worries we have
are but only illusions
found inside our mind.

Hearing ones secrets
gives a choice to repeat them,
but it could do harm.

Treading in water
you might splash about loudly
if you cannot swim.

Time in a bubble
might seem indestructible,
but bubbles will pop.

Snowstorms of winter
can often seem unending
as the last flake falls.

Beyond what we think
there are things we know not of
that we need to learn.

Our problems in life
are often paths unwanted,
but very needed.

Windy perceptions
blow breezes into moments
that are very calm.

Scenes in a picture
might often form memories
of a wondrous dream.

 ©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2024

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