A Pinched Nerve


Hello my friends

I will most assuredly make this short, being it seems I have a pinched
nerve and contusion in my right wrist of which I fell on a week or so
ago hehehe. My left arm has healed pretty much. It still hurts, but
at the moment my right hand and forearm are hurting much worse LOL.
I am being a whole lot more careful when walking out our front door
now days hehehe. Well, to get this journal over with as soon as I can
I guess I need to tell ya, it snowed again Thursday and Friday. Yep,
more snow. It looks like we may have gotten a foot or so. I had to
get out Saturday with my messed up body hehehehe and dig our little
car out AGAIN. My hand is giving me the dickens of a time right
now. It feels like a pin cushion and then starts hurting worse on up
my forearm. Judy took me to the emergency room being I haven’t
got a doctor up here YET. Ain’t no MD’s accepting new patients!
The doctor gave me a prescription for some Diclofenac POT 50mg.
Hehehehehe I said POT huh…..Yea I know, it’s potassium and yes
it does send me running to the bathroom being my body does not
retain potassium LOL. It just makes my diarrhea escalate, but I’m
taking them anyways. It seems to be helping a little bit, yet not
much LOL. Maybe one day God willing, I will be able to find me
a MD doctor up here that’s accepting new patients. Keep me in
your prayers. Judy and I are still doing our farms, but it takes
me a lot longer to do them being I can only hold the mouse for
just a brief before the pain starts surging through my arm and
making it unbearable. I have to stop and let the pain to cease
a little before continuing. Hey, it’s not like I have a lot to do up
here LOL. So continue I shall with my farms on FarmTown 🙂
I’m hoping the pinched nerve heals soon. I can’t play my conga
drums because of it. I tried and it hurt too much. Send a prayer
for my hand and arm to heal quickly. Well, to stop before the
pain gets to radical, I guess I need to be searching back through
my tad bit of writing hehehe and see if I can find a good word
or phrase that will work well for the title for today’s quick little
poem. So it’s away I go to that place of my recollection that
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE. Found a title, now gonna
take a break and let my hand stop hurting for a bit before I
write the poem hehe…..OK so here goes nothing LOL 🙂

A Pinched Nerve

Some days may seem
as a pinched nerve of time
tending to be
what seems as a crime.
A simple moment
of a timeless detail
might just seem
as a pinched nerve at sail.
So many troubles
might seem to begin
as you’re a pincushion
being prodded with pin.
A pinched nerve of time
just might seem insane,
but often that moment
provides us a gain.
Sometimes the problems
that come into view
are pinched nerves of time
to start us anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Hehehehe there ya go. OK so to get this over with being my
hand is hurting bad right now, I’ll tell ya what I tell ya every
week and that is I wrote some more poems and haiku. Yet,
I didn’t write them until this morning hehehe. Yes, I wrote
10 more poems with one of them Christmassy and 22 haiku.
Judy burly made it home Friday being we had a bad snow
storm. A complete white out. Thank God it didn’t hit with
its full strength until 30 minutes after she got home hehe.
She took off Saturday being we were snowed in and my
hand was bothering me too much to dig. Our landlord didn’t
plow the driveway until Friday eve being it was a total white
out , but it left our car buried and being Judy was already
off thank God, I let my hand rest a bit and did the digging
Saturday eve and then gave my hand a breather so I didn’t
write any then, plus I wanted to spend some time with Judy
so sue me heheheheehehehehehehehehe. The doctor told
me to keep my arm in a sling, but kind of hard to do when
you’re right handed LOL and things need to be done hehehe.
Well I ain’t looking for the off switch this week hehehehe.
It found me, but before I click it I must wish you a most
wonderful God filled week. Remember, Jesus loves you
and we do too. CLICK see ya hehehehehehehehehe!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehe:)

Glad And Blue

Many views
from many places
may light up
a moments faces.
Many scenes
from thereunto
may be found
as the best view.
Many peoples
sights and sounds
might not have
some common grounds.
That’s when then
that ones need be
finding paths
to clearly see.
Many views
that many find
can way heavy
on the mind.
You may never
why some need a
helping hand.
It’s the owner
of the view
that determines
glad and blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Yet It’s Springtime

Found by morning
is the snow
from the weathers
winters grow.
Yet it’s springtime
so they say
as I see snow
day to day.
Long icicles
hang and drip
while they’re holding
with their grip.
White snow displays
there and to
in the meadows
sky of blue.
Found by morning
I now see
signs of times
so wintery.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Don’t Be A Meddler

Counting the seconds
that time does unfold
might lose the lessons
that come from the old.
Watching too closely
from then unto now
might miss the target
that’s showing you how.
So don’t let seconds
to lead you astray
by always counting
each day after day.
Let days to move on
in their on accord
as you try doing
the best for our Lord.
Don’t be a meddler
just messing with times
counting the seconds
and looking for signs.
Let God to display
the time in its way
with all the seconds
of day after day.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011


Many a fancy
might just mislead
from what’s our wanna
and what that we need.
Many times wanna
is just a sight
wanted for moments
minutes delight.
Many a fancy
could be a false dream
turned to a nightmare
that makes us scream.
Often our judgment
in times hurried way
turn what we wanted
into a bad day.
Many times we might
find in our view
things turned to falsehoods
that we thought true.
Many a fancy
is just a phase
wanted a moment
for passing of days.
Yet often fancies
of fantasy trails
just leads to futures
with troublesome tales.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Spring in May

I’m now dreaming
of a day
found within
April and May.
This is fragrant
that I dream
with a moments
running stream.
I’m now thinking
of a time
found within
a great design.
Flowers blooming
in the scene
in the moments
minutes spring.
Here now April
up this way
still has white snow
day to day.
Spring is just a
mere illusion
in New Englands
scenes confusion.
I now sit here
daily waiting
for springtime
The doors of time
are still in winter
seeming as it’s
front and center.
Yet I still now
wait each day
for a sign of
spring in May!

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

See More True

Points of view
are found and said
sometimes seen
within the head.
Often people
will be seen
them not knowing
what we mean.
Points of view
from here to there
might be found
a bit unfair.
Also many
will not see
points of view
from history.
Learn to look
beyond your glance
what you thought was
song and dance.
They may not be
telling lies
They might just be
in your eyes.
Let your vision
see more true
what that they are
telling you.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Christmas Night

Now as white snow
fills my view
I remember
so anew.
Christmas blessings
way back when
with the white snow
there and then.
I can see the
lights all blinking
in my minutes
Christmas thinking.
Christmas lights
on Christmas trees
are what that my
minds eye sees.
With the winters
white snows found
it paints Christmas
on the ground.
In the displays
wintry white
I remember
Christmas night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Needed For Me

Looking at doorways
I often stand
waiting to see what’s
there then at hand.
I often look on
while in trance
in my own minds eyes
of song and dance.
Often the windows
that I’m looking through
give the impression
that they are not true.
That’s when I’m needing
to look then away
and see the truth of
then day to day.
Many times doorways
and windows the same
will be misleading
of their daily game.
So when I’m looking
I try to hard see
what that is truly
needed for me.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Another Minds Mile

Here in this room
I hear certain sounds
sometimes as echoes
just making their rounds.
Yet sometimes
are sounds so quiet
found within
a silent night.
Songs of joy
inside my mind
found within
a special time.
Here in this room
I hear so clear
sounds of times
from yesteryear.
Antique moments
of echoic views
seem to enlighten
my daily news.
With what’s remembered
I find me a smile
that helps me make it
another minds mile.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

Let Jesus Fill You

Many might stand
and be in your way,
but God can help your
moments of gray.
Look to His Son
in times of sorrow
and you’ll find strength
of which to borrow.
Let Jesus fill you
with what you need
as you continue
and try to succeed.
Don’t let your problems
hinder your view.
Sometimes a moment
isn’t so true.
Let Jesus help you
to find who you are
and you will surely
shine as a star.
Maybe not brilliantly
to ones your see,
but to The Main One
so Heavenly.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

for Apr 3, 2011

Stories can mislead
leaving conversations told
without any truth.

In Heartbeats of time
there are pages that are turned
sometimes as broken.

Chrysanthemums bloom
with colors of bright springtime
as others follow.

Simplicity shines
when ignorance still prevails
with answers to find.

Recording your voice
will often display the truth
found within your voice.

A little worry
could sometimes be a good thing
to make us do right.

Letters in snowflakes
will sometimes connect as words
stated on the ground.

Tomorrows worries
might be unnecessary,
because it could change.

Looking for trouble
could find more than you wanted
and bring your demise.

Journals we’ve written
bring together then and now
as our memories.

Within a seance
your thinking could be misled
so look for the truth.

Granted are blessings
that may or may not shine bright,
but they are blessings.

While on a journey
you might find a stumbling block
that turns you around.

Life is a picture
hung every day on the walls
of seasons journal.

Knowing that you’re wrong
is part of the solution.
The other is learning.

Granting forgiveness
will help you to move forward
and see tomorrow.

Links to another
come sometimes in form of pain
which we understand.

Glancing at snowflakes
I see them smiling at me
as they land softly.

Seizing a moment
is sometimes best not to do
if timing’s not right.

Mirrored reflections
will often display a lie
if you look falsely.

Making snow angels
brings a big smile to my face
as I remember.

Tomorrows snowflakes
could be deterred by springtime
if it so chooses.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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