Special Things


Hello my friends
Happy Easter

How have you been? I hope you have been having
some decent weather. The snow has almost melted
away again. Maybe just maybe mister winter has
decided to move on. It’s 53F degrees right now with
the wind blowing strong as ever. My right hand and
arm is still giving me trouble with that pinched nerve.
I believe after hearing from one of my friends, that
the pinched nerve might possibly be in my neck and
not in my hand, but the doctors at ER didn’t check
my neck. I did crack it when I fell and it does hurt
all the time, so only God knows. I guess I will just
suffer, being there ain’t nothing anybody can do for
a pinched nerve as far as I know. At least nothing
that doesn’t cost and arm and a leg LOL. Oh well,
life goes on. Onwards with the journal. Hehehe
this Easter the kids up here might be able to find
those Easter eggs without all the snow to contend
with hehehe. I bet ya Judy’s place of business is
busy today. Then again, maybe not LOL. It all
depends on whether many people want to eat out
for Easter instead of at home. There’s not much
new news to report from our household that I’ve
not already mentioned. Judy and I are still doing
our regular daily thing with our FarmTown farms
on FaceBook. I’m now level 199 and Judy’s 191
or so. It’s hard to keep track of each other LOL.
I haven’t done a conga drum video yet, being it’s
hard to play with the pain, but I will give it a try
soon. Today when Judy gets home from work we
are planning on watching The Worlds Dumbest.
There’s a marathon of Worlds Dumbest on hehe.
We love the commentaries from all the actors
and comedians LOL. River Monsters then comes
on at 9 PM with a new episode at 10 o’clock 🙂
Yeppers along with us doing our farms and all
at FarmTown, we’ll be enjoying Easter with
whatever we decide to eat for dinner. We have
left over pizza from Thursday hehehe, but I’ve
only got one piece and Judy has only two so we
will have to figure out something else to eat for
our Easter dinner. Maybe she’ll bring something
home from the diner. Who knows hehehehehe.
In any sense, we will be together. I thank God
for giving me that chance to meet such a great
woman. We both have our flaws, but we look
passed them and see the good. Nobody’s perfect
of course with exception of Jesus Christ. It’s all
of our imperfections that make us unique. If we
were all without flaw, then we would also be
without our special things that make us unique.
Not all flaws are bad things. They give us things
to work on. It’s the flaws that keep us moving,
for without them there would be no motivation.
Without motivation, many would just become
idle and cease to try to do better and grow. Then
yesterday, today and tomorrow would have no
hope for change. Let God help you with your
flaws and see what kind of growth that you can
muster from a moment. Well I think it’s about
time for me to begin my search back through all
that I’ve written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that might work well for the title
for today’s brand new poem. So it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe I might have
found a good title. Now let’s see if I can write
a good poem using it LOL. Here’s goes….

Special Things

Times are found
with special things
as I hear
a bird that sings.
Times so great
from then and there
are as answers
to my prayer.
Special things
from far away
are remembered
day to day.
Scenes from timeless
are as moments
deepest seas.
Seen as waves
upon our shore
special things
that we adore.
Springtime views
from scenic waves
can be seen
as better days.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Ok so how was that hehehe? I hope you enjoyed my
rambling and maybe understood the poem. I reckon
I need to be finding that old off switch so I can end all
this rambling before it gets out of hand LOL. Before
I do that I guess I need to tell you what I tell you every
week and that is, I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers, 10 more poems. I didn’t write any Christmas
poems this time hehe. Maybe next week. Also I wrote
once again 22 more haiku. Hehehe I didn’t write any
Saturday. I wrote all the poems and haiku early this
morning before Judy got up to go to work. I started
writing them at 1 AM and finished them a little after
4 AM. One could say, I have a fast thinker hehehehe.
Just wish I could type as fast as I can think. I do what
ones call automatic writing. It’s God’s gift to me that
I share with you. Now without any further ado must
wish you a most wonderful God filled week along with
a glorious Easter celebration. Remember, Jesus loves
you and we do too. Now to find that freaking off switch
that gets a kick outta hiding from me. Found it out on
the front steps watching the wind blowing the tree limbs
in the distance. Gotcha hehe See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S. by the sound of the title of the poems, you
might be able to tell that I wrote them real early
this morning/last night hehehe.

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehe 🙂

In The Twilight

Just but a moment
in the twilight
scenes are surrounding
deep in the night.
Surmounted echoes
from so far away
might be the answers
to day after day.
Deep in the twilight
are sounds so clear
heard as the signs
from one yesteryear.
Many are moments
of times dusty trail
found in the twilight
and heard oh so well.
Scenes are transposing
as night turns to day
while in the twilight
the signs go away.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Circle Of Moons

A circle of moons
is shadows delight
decked out with echoes
deep in the night.
Seen are refractions
found as night tunes
within the patterns
of a circle of moons.
The moons are dreams
from so far away
seen as a some heartbeats
so much to say.
A circle of moons
on a dream planet
is but a voyage
to a heartbeat of granite.
So far away
is this circle of moons
found with the sound
of sweet singing loons.
Blessings abundantly
fervently seen
are as a circle
of moons in a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Follow Your Heart

Sometimes a minute
might interfere
with what you see
and what you hear.
A moment of time
might be misconceived
from what you’ve seen
and always believed.
Sometimes it’s best
to follow your heart
and let Lord Jesus
within you impart.
Yet there are times
you must use your brain
and see the truth
of time and again.
Yet there are times
that will come around
to follow your heart
to God’s Holy Ground.
Ceasing your judging
of what all you know
and follow your heart
to help you to grow.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Just For Today

Today gives chances
to start off anew
from all things
that we used to do.
Just for today
why not give a hand
to help another
to surely withstand.
Don’t let the troubles
of yesterdays news
become the falters
of nows walking shoes.
Just for today
try being your best
and see the things
of which that are blessed.
See all the goodness
of which you’ve denied.
Just for today
seek Lord God inside.
Don’t let the bad times
live in your heart.
Just for today
seek goodness to start.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

The Lonely Dreamer

The man of night
without no sleep
finds the dreams
of time to keep.
The lonely dreamer
finds a way
to make the nights
as bright as day.
He just stares
into the night.
The lonely dreamer
seeks a sight.
Silently searching
through his dream
for a heartbeats
running stream.
Yet the dreamers
lonely view
is just watching
No such dreams
of sleep desires.
The lonely dreamer
only tires.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Sea Of Silence

I watched the day
move on to night
as the sun
just left moonlight.
The scenic views
from dusk to dawn
then are signs
that time moves on.
A sea of silence
then is heard
without flutters
of a bird.
Silent echoes
come around
with the signs
without no sound.
Yet then rustles
of the trees
are the echoes
in the breeze.
Scenes are made
within the night.
A sea of silence
in moonlight.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Wondering Again

Now this moment
I’m seeking to find
what that my thinking
will then unwind.
Just wondering again
without any clue
what I will write
or what I will do.
I’ve sat here before
in mere confusion
sometimes just writing
only illusion.
Now this moment
I hear the words
fluttering softly
as poetic birds.
The music’s playing
wordless with sound
giving the answers
that come around.
Poetic values
within my head
become the viewpoints
that I have said.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Sands Of Echoes

Sands of echoes
poured so sweet
are with times
that can’t compete.
Counted moments
pure and fine
lead us to
a special time.
Sands of echoes
find a phrase
as our blessings
distant days.
Many echoes
found in place
are God’s Hands
upon our face.
Sands of echoes
poured so fine
lead unto
our own design.
It’s the journey
there and to
that the sands
of echoes view.
Let not echoes
of the sands
become journeys
bitter hands.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Into The Twilight

The light is found
as sudden scenes
within moments
minutes dreams.
All the shadows
times record
now are found
as nights reward.
Into the twilight
rivers flow
here and there
and to and fro.
Sounds so sweet
in moonlight bay
now are signs
of dawn of day.
Into the twilight
I now seek
now and then
and week to week.
Things encountered
in my sight
I dream into
the twilight night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

Moments Pause

Often our judgment
isn’t so good
and we’re not doing
what that we should.
A moments pause
could find some peace
and make bad times
to then cease.
Sometimes a minute
sat back to wait
could better help you
A moments pause
of timeless accord
could help you see
what you can’t afford.
Let not your hurry
to take over you.
A moments pause
might better the view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

for Apr 24, 2011

A little worry
can make things to be much worse
than they really are.

Simple little thoughts
that we’ve allowed to exist
could be our downfall.

Springtime is coming
as the meadows of snow melt
to let flowers bloom.

In satin starlight
is painted skies of nighttime
displayed as shadows.

The song of the tree
plays as it sways back and forth
while the night air blows.

Searching for trouble
could find you a whole lot more
than you bargained for.

With timid winters
could come a tormenting sign
of summers to view.

Lessons are answers
sometimes in form of mistakes
that we should avoid.

Arrogant people
often find their destruction
through their arrogance.

Let time paint pictures
as you do your very best
to live in the time.

True friends will be found
when material objects cease
and they are still friends.

Finding your limits
through childish stupidity
might leave you in pain.

Listen to your heart,
but also hear your conscience.
Sometimes your heart lies.

Sometimes our problems
are just viewed incorrectly.
Let God help the view.

Gentle persuasions
can often make more headway
than pushing someone.

Lengths of a ladder
determine how high to climb,
before falling off.

Places are gathered
as many rivers of time
that go place to place.

Within a blessing
is the guarantee of Heaven
that’s found through God’s Grace.

Minutes are wasted
as many just stop and stare
rather than helping.

Looking for heartbeats
might lead you on a journey
into the unknown.

In a mere distance
a speed bump might slow you down
to prevent demise.

Now might be shadows
of yesterdays destinies
seen a bit more clear.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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