Silver Linings


Hello my friends

It’s real early Sunday morning and Judy and I are
watching TV while goofing around on Facebook and
playing a few of our PC games. I figured I’d take this
time to close out Facebook and write my journal 🙂
So how have you been? It’s minus 8F degrees right
now. It’s supposed to get all the way up to 4 degrees
today. I’ve gotta get out my summer shorts for this
heat wave LOL. I’m glad I’m not in Alaska. They
have gotten tons of snow in the passed week or so
and it’s really messed up some lives. In some parts
they’ve gotten over 26 feet of snow since November.
More or less in other areas. Please send them your
prayers. A fuel tanker is trying to break through
the ice to deliver them some much needed fuel, but
it’s turned into a real tricky transfer while trying
to get the delivery to Nome Alaska. On the lighter
side of life, Judy and I are still pulling through
the cold of winter as the weather blows more snow
our way. Her sister Barbara is doing well. She’s
begun her radiation treatments. My friend Donald
aka Tiny is still needing your prayers. He’s not
doing well at all. I hope and pray that he gets some
relief soon. God’s in control. Life has its ups and
downs and there is no guarantee for tomorrow.
Find a laugh and a smile within today. Pointless
is it to worry about what we have no control
over. A silly grin can go a long way as it paves
the way for more to reverberate across the way.
Seeing someone smile can sometimes cause you
to smile as it becomes viral and infects others.
I’ve had my share of ups and downs, but it’s
with those many moments that I can remember
that help me discern. The good times seem
to be easier seen when seen along side of the
bad times. Find the silver linings in the storm
clouds of life. Now with that said, I guess it’s
time for me to begin my venture back through
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 place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe I may
have found a good title. Now let’s see if I can
write an adequate poem using it LOL. Here goes!

Silver Linings

Storms of seasons
passing through
might become
a wondrous view.
Seasonal moments
found in frame
might become
the passing rain.
Sometimes storms
of disarray
are what’s needed
day to day.
Silver linings
then will find
peace within
a moments mind.
Search through linings
that are dark
and find silver
to embark.
With the seasons
storms will show
many changes
that we know
and some changes
that we see
might be silver

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 15, 2012

Ok, so I hope you enjoyed my rambling and maybe even
the poem hehehe. Judy is in the bedroom now watching
The Nanny on TV. After I finish this I might join her 🙂
I may just wait till later to send this out being I will need
to edit it before I send it and that takes most of the time.
So, to prevent me from beginning my rambling mode
again, I guess I’ll tell ya what I tell you every week and
that is, I wrote 10 more poems with 2 of them being a
bit Christmassy hehehe. I also wrote 22 more haiku
for all of my haiku lovers out there. I hope you enjoy
at least a few of them. Now before I begin searching
for that confounded off switch, I need to wish you
a most joyful God filled week. Remember, Jesus
loves you and we do too. Now to find that freaking
off switch. Found it hiding in the bedroom watching
TV with Judy LOL. Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

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

Sudden Signs of Winter

Morning comes
as beating drums
then noon and night arrive.
Shining suns
of winters puns
brings clouds with snow to strive.
Days are seen
as white from green
while wintertime’s exposed,
as a sheen
of winters dream
brings magic head to toes.
Scenes are found
then all around
when winter brings some wind
with town to town
of mound per mound
of snow around the bend.
Sudden signs
of winters times
are reckoned to be known
as the finds
of winters minds
then found with whitish tone.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Some Good Remembered

A fathomed heart
that times have seen
might right now
seem as a dream.
A sweet array
of memories
might just be
your distant seas.
Waves that crashed
upon your shore
a fathomed time
then once before.
Let those oceans
fathomed times
live now as
some great designs.
Don’t let them
to bring despair
for they’re scenes
that you can share.
Leave the sorrows
wanted ways
as some good
remembered days.
Then might be
the best you’ve seen,
but it can live
as a moments dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Troubled Hearts

Troubled hearts
will slip and slide
with what all
they hold inside.
Patterned times
of they’re dispair
might be built
on I don’t care.
Those three words
that found them true
might be what
that tears into.
Simple thoughts
forgiven ways
can make for
some better days,
Troubled hearts
need God inside
to help when
they slip and slide.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Sometime After Christmas

Sometime after Christmas
ones find broken hearts
patterned from moments
of fictitious arts.
Not allowing Christmas
to live and to breathe
as that great moment
that they should believe.
Sometime after Christmas
so many will be
forgetting what all
that God gave for Free.
Their patterns will mock
all the past days view
as they continue
to do as they do.
Don’t let Christmastime
fade from your sight.
Let it to breathe on
every day and night.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

A Tiny Little Town

In a tiny little town
there were children singing
for all the gifts
that Santa was bringing.
They sung their hearts out
with sweet Christmas joy
as they were heard clear
each girl and boy.
This tiny little town
was hidden fast away
as miles brought seclusion
of a white snowy day.
The children all played
while building snowmen
with one and another
then time and agin.
They saw all the blessings there
hidden in the snow
as they awaited
that deep HoHoHo.
Christmas lights twinkled
as each night began
with reds, blues and greens
near every snowman.
The scenes were all decked out
with holly and cheer
to celebrate their
favorite time of year.
The children would all sleep
with dreams to be found
as dear old Santa Claus
would come into town.
Dreaming of Tonka trucks
dolly’s and more
as the night glistens of
what they adore.
In this tiny little town
the smallest of things
live as the blessings
found in their dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Down In A Frame

Down in a frame
does not mean forever
for it is not
the ending found lever.
Sometimes our flaws
that errors conclude
bring us the visions
of new altitude.
Use all your errors
to find what is right
seen from the minutes
of a much clearer sight.
Don’t let your errors
to end in dismay.
Use them to find
a much brighter day.
Sometimes the problems
of which we attain
are but a moment then
down in a frame.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Satan’s Scheme

People dream
and people hope
sometimes what’s
beyond their scope.
Signs are laid
sometimes unclear
as ones find
they are too near.
Minutes burn
as flames of time
seconds ticking
their design.
People want
what isn’t right
sometimes day
and sometimes night.
Echoed dreams
of timeless wonder
might just be
and endless blunder.
Look beyond
the minutes dream
and see if it’s
Satan’s scheme.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

Counting Heartbeats

While counting heartbeats
listen to hear
all that is beating
so very clear.
Listen to the blessings
given from God
as many heartbeats
without applaud.
So often heartbeats
are hidden true
as we continue
to do as we do.
So if you’re counting now
all that are done,
don’t forget Jesus Christ
God’s Only Son.
He and His Heartbeat
are always there
beating with rhythms
of true love and care.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

The Ocean Blue

Oceans of waves
on an island beach
brings into view
what I beseech.
Sands of time
are found so true
given from
the ocean blue.
The waves roll in
upon the shore
as they give
a little more.
Painted days
are surely found
on the beach there
all around.
Scenes so wondrous
sway and swish
as I see
a jellyfish.
The pages turn
with every view
given from
the ocean blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

The Reasons

Once is remembered
as it is done
then what is wondered
is how it’s begun.
Time brings us recalls
seemingly true
then once remembered
after our view.
Search for the reasons
of suddenly found
and find the meanings
that brought you down.
Look not at just the
sadness you gained.
See all the lessons
of which you attained.
Once can be joyful
if you survive
to be what daily
keeps you alive.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

for Jan 14, 2012

Scenes all around us
change our daily perception
of what that’s inside.

True shadows display
only when there is something
that they can mimic.

Beyond a heartbeat
is an emotion not seen
within its rhythms.

Winters escapade
brings glimmers of white snowflakes
dancing in the sky.

Heavenly portholes
open with blessings of love
when they are prayed for.

Looks are deceiving,
so look beyond your vision
and see in the heart.

Questions have answers,
but sometimes as more questions
to answer with why.

Trivial moments
bring us many arguments
without good purpose.

Paths for tomorrow
are written throughout each day
as some dotted lines.

Jumping too quickly
could find you in much trouble.
Patience might save you.

Sharing a blessing
comes with true understanding
of what’s important.

Believing in Santa
does not mean you are crazy.
It means you still dream.

Life is a journey
leading to and fro each day
with a few lessons.

Long awaited times
make flurries of snow to blow
as minutes to come.

Bringing your baggage
into another lifestyle
might just destroy it.

Spring flowers await
for wintertime’s adventure
to melt from the view.

Scenes are surrounding
with remainders of memoirs
displaying Christmas.

The heat of moments
makes ones do what that is wrong
without first thinking.

Angels from Heaven
come when God sees we need them.
Sometimes they’re our friends.

Links to rusty hearts
will make it real hard to move.
Take care of your life.

Love finds a pathway
written in many turnstiles
found as emotions.

Betraying friendship
will leave you standing alone
when truth is exposed.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14, 2012

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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