When I Accept


Hello my friends

Hehehe I’m a little late getting this out today due to a
house full of company. Yep, Judy’s oldest daughter
and kids came by along with two of Judy’s cousins, so
I spent a lot of time entertaining the grandkids hehehe.
I took a lot of pictures of everybody as always. I also
took a few videos of our granddaughter Rylee while she
danced around the room and tried to make me dizzy 🙂
I think it backfired LOL and she got dizzy. She pushed
me around in my chair while singing to a song by Justin
Beaber hehe. Chance our grandson and I spent a lot of
time together browsing the internet looking for some
videos of Ghost Adventures to watch LOL. It was a
good visit. I hated seeing them leave, but now it gives
me time to write my journal. So here it is. The weather
up here is rainy as always this time of year. Yep, it’s
raining right now. We did though have a pretty day
Friday the 13th LOL! I took a few pictures and made
them into a stationary for this weeks journal. So those
of you lucky ones that are receiving this via HTML
stationary style, you’ll see what Friday looked like.
Right now it’s just rainy and wet outside. It’s 47F
degrees right now and it’s supposed to get down to
39F degrees tonight with rain in the forecast all the
way into next week. Up here that April shower brings
May flowers doesn’t apply. It’s more like April snow
showers brings May rain showers LOL. Anyways,
now I am sitting here all alone being that Judy has
gone to visit more with her sisters and cousins. She was
gone all night last night till almost 2 AM visiting with
her sisters. I wish I had someone to visit with, but
that’s life. Judy said she would try to get home earlier
tonight. Hehe we shall see! Monday is Judy’s moms
birthday which is one of the reasons they are all getting
together as they are now. Anyways, onwards with
the journal. The world up here hasn’t changed much.
I have found myself staring into space often wondering
what happened. LOL, how did I end up here? Love
can do funny things to ya huh! Life is a mystery with
many turns and twists that might leave us scratching
our heads. Confusion is a motivator, for it’s with our
confusion that we find we must seek many answers.
Sometimes the answers are as riddles with terminology
faced with conclusions. Other times answers are in
form of questions we answer ourselves and then many
answers are found through just being patient and
waiting for the right time, God’s Time. I know
that might seem hard to do, but sometimes by just
taking a little look into our wanna, we can determine
whether it is our timing or God’s. Look beyond the
page and see the motivation. I still struggle with
my own wanna giving me heck. I find myself stuck
in limbo at times with much confusion from all of
the ins and outs of time. An unfamiliar place is now
a portion of my confusion and it keeps me busy
fighting an inward battle. I find that peace comes
to me when I accept what I cannot change and
change what I am able. It’s a little AA thing hehe.
God gives us chances every day to learn a new way
to look at life. Today I choose to look at it through
heart shape glasses. Love is the way. Not holding
onto anger and letting it to rule your every emotion.
So now I reckon it’s time for me to be taking a little
venture back through all 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. To
that little place of my recollection that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE. I think I may have found
a good title. Now let’s see what I can do with it.
Here goes………….

When I Accept

When confusion
knocks me down
leaving me then
with a frown,
I will seek for
smiles agin
from remembered
now and then.
When I accept
a troubled time
as a lessons
need to climb,
I might also
truly find
that I’ve found
some peace of mind.
Truly problems
come and go,
but some seem to
only grow
yet acceptance
of today
might make problems
fade away.
Leaving lessons
here and now
from the troubles
times endow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 15, 2011

Ok so yes I wrote that to myself LOL. Yes I’m human
and I worry and get lonesome. So sue me LOL! It’s hard
not to let life get to you sometimes. Nobody is up all of
the time. If you say you are, you’re lying. We each may
show it differently, but we all have our bad days. Many
times you might want to hole up in a corner and keep it
to yourself, but that is not healthy. Yes we all need our
alone time, but learn not to overindulge in it. Hehehehe
I’ve started rambling again haven’t I!!!? Well, I think
it’s time for me to be telling you what I tell you every
week and that is, I wrote some more poems. Yeppers,
I wrote 10 more poems, but accidentally wrote 2 extra.
One of them is a Christmas poem. Oh and yes I wrote
22 more haiku. Hehehe none extra! I hope you enjoy
some of them. Now, before I start looking for that old
off switch, I must wish you a most wonderful God filled
week. Remember, Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now, to find that off switch. Found it in the kitchen
hiding in a Pizza Hut pizza box hehehehehehehehehehe.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehe 🙂

One Setting Sun

With the sounds of
winds a blowing
I can feel
my dreams bestowing,
Time brings pictures,
sounds and smells
that is like
an ocean swells.
Windows clearly
in my mind
open up to
try to find.
Searching for
the sounds again
I try hard
to then attain.
Signatures of
timeless days
with the sounds of
thens displays.
I’m now searching
through each page
for the moments
center stage.
Many though are
without signs
of the pages
written lines.
Just mere moments
said and done
long ago
one setting sun.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Measly Fragments

Little moments
found remembered
might seem as some
bad designs.
Seconds minutes
hours days
now might seem as
worthless times.
Yet some minutes
gathered true
might conspire
what that’s sewn,
but with minutes
comes the hours
given with time
to atone.
Measly fragments
said and done
might just be
a page to turn
with the lessons
from the fragments
that remembered
helps you learn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Out The Window

Out the window
I see rain
falling on the
I can hear the
droplets beating
little rhythms
they’re repeating.
Now the wind blows
coolness true
with the flavors
so anew.
Here alone now
I just wait
for the times
of future date.
I’m now searching
for a dream
in the raindrops
running stream.
I now find that
certain styles
brings in frowns
and also smiles.
Now this viewpoint
that I see
seems to bring a
Sights and sounds
from then and there
long ago
with when and where.
Out the window
nows designs
reminds me of
some special times.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Try Remembering

Peerless portholes
that we view
may seem always
as brand new.
Throughout time
we might be found
seeing breathing
sights unbound.
said and done
could be merely
moments sun.
Times concluded
throughout time
might be found as
minutes blind.
Us not seeing
truly so
where the rivers
truly flow.
So if right now
you are sad,
search your mind
to find the glad.
Try remembering
good times found
time to time
of sight and sound.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Wantings Gone Askew

I is a dream
that many conspire
found in a frame
of their own entire.
Many might be
what that’s bad
or what that’s good.
I is a word
that many might view
now and then
as not so true.
Sometimes I
is sought through time
as what’s yours
and what’s mine.
I is a word
that many say
in their worthless
mindless way.
Some so stingy
seek right now
while not caring
who or how.
Don’t let greed to
destroy you
with your wantings
gone askew.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

A Breath Breathed

Looks might find
a different word
from what’s found in
sights absurd.
We might see
a different sight
looking from a
different light.
Times deceiving
might become
light of day
from setting sun.
Looks might be
mistaken signs
from some minutes
moments times.
So if heartbeats
seem untied
find a way
to coincide.
Look passed then
of when and where
and seek for
a breath air.
A breath breathed
from day to day
that connects you
in some way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Oceans Flavors

Oceans flavors
tasty sweet
are as sand
beneath my feet.
Moments turnstiles
in the waves
paint the view
of distant days.
All the flavors
of the sea
are as beauty
given free.
Oceans currents
flowing true
paint the moments
every view.
Signs of times
of minutes dream
right now is
the greatest scene.
Timeless ventures
found in place
brings a smile
upon my face.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

I See Some Clouds

In the sky
I see some clouds
as some minutes
moments shrouds.
White as snow,
yet filled with rain
all the clouds
now cover Maine.
Rain soon falls
with times detail
as the clouds
let raindrops sail.
Many raindrops
fall to Earth
so to make
their second birth.
In the sky
I see a sight
that moves on
to dark of night.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Wells of Wisdom

Sometimes doorways
swing so true
with the lessons
that we find.
Wells of wisdom
shift and turn
with what all
that fills our mind.
As some turnstiles
needing grease
we might struggle
for our stance.
Wells of wisdom
may be found
as a minutes
song and dance.
Sometimes doorways
might be closed
without keys
to enter in.
When those minutes
come to be
seek for lessons
where you’ve been.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Into The Light

When in darkness
seek the light
found within
a Jesus sight.
When confusion
finds your day
seek for truth
of Godly way.
When your judgment
is found blind,
seek for Jesus
peace of mind.
When your hopes
and dreams expire
seek for love
of God’s desire.
When you’re lost
and cannot see
into The Light
will set you free.
When your past
just haunts your view
into The Light
will better you.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

Times Remembered

Winter dreams
from Texas days
live within
my will and ways.
Christmas lights
of green and red
shining on each
Even thresholds
here and there
held sweet Christmas
Joyful blessings
were as seen
in each wondrous
manger scene.
Winter dreams
in Texas style
brought to me
a wondrous smile.
My wife and I
just driving through
so to see
most every view.
All the streets
from here to there
we would drive
most everywhere.
Lights all lit up
to and fro
with our Christmas
without snow.
Yet those times
are faraway
I dream of them now
day to day.
Times remembered
her and I
till the day
we said goodbye.
Time has passed
and left us here
from yesteryear.
Now we see a
snow white sign
in New England
Christmas Time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

A Little

A little smile
from one you love
can be strength
from God above.
A little laugh
from moments time
can enhance
a perfect rhyme.
A little hope
from one you know
can in fact
help to and fro.
A little gesture
from someone
can bring hope
to dawning sun.
A little hug
from one so sweet
can bring joy
to ones you meet.
A little time
spent hand in hand
can help you
to then withstand.
A little love
from you and I
can make time
to fly on by.
A little kiss
from now and then
can make love
to live within.
A little segment
written hue
can become
a love so true.
A little breath
of timeless scenes
can enhance
your greatest dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

for May 14, 2011

Life is beautiful
when seen in the correct light
and not just darkness.

Patterns might be formed
when echoes are enchanted
by spellbound moments.

When leaning too far
you might just fall over board
and get a bit wet.

Looking to the west
you might miss the north and south
and also the east.

While waging a war
a time could be mistaken
due to a color.

Lessons from heartaches
find passages throughout our lives
leaving us confused.

Tomorrow’s torment
might be just a simple fluke
seen in the wrong light.

With all the raindrops
comes the scent of summertime
that’s soon after spring.

Leftovers from life
are the memories we’ve gained
that help us survive.

Times enhanced turnstiles
might seduce us with good things
that are not that good.

Onlookers of life
write the thoughts they might have done
if they would of cared.

Harboring anger
could make you as dynamite
just waiting to explode.

Things in the darkness
might sometimes fill you with fear
for only shadows.

A poem within time
written with heartbeats of love
can ignite a flame.

Assorted blessings
in our day to day lifestyles
may be well hidden.

In many dreamers
lives a view of tomorrow
that needs to be seen.

Angels of mercy
come as blessings from Heaven
in our times of need.

Living in a tomb
describes so many heartbeats
in fear of true love.

Radio stations
bring the chatter of minutes
that’s often confused.

Here now I’m dreaming
of an inner universe
deep within my mind.

Turn pages slowly
and take time to clearly read
and then understand.

As bedtime arrives
the shadows of the minutes
combine with my thought.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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