In Your Hands


Hello my friends

Well, it looks like winter has officially disposed of summer up here.
LOL, it got down to 27F degrees Thursday night and it’s looking
like we may not see much above 64F degrees for a while. My PC
weather programs tell me that it’s supposed to begin raining this eve,
but to be honest, it looks like it could rain right now LOL. Actually
it looks and feels like it could snow, but me knows that it’s not gonna.
Yet, I wouldn’t be surprised at all if it did start snowing soon, being it
seems winter is in a hurry to get here this year, but for now it looks
as if we will just be getting a lot of wet weather. The seasons are
changing quickly up here. Fall is already making itself to be seen.
Right now I have a sore throat and it’s hard to swallow, so I’ve been
drinking a lot of orange juice this morning trying to clear that up ;).
It’s getting better :). Trusty old orange juice hehehe. OK, hehehehe
back on the subject of the weather LOL. Come to think of it, I think
I finished hehehe. OH, when Judy and I went down to Steve’s house
for mine and Steve’s second jam session, we managed to get some
good fall color pictures. Also while at Steve’s during practice hehehe,
Judy snuck in a few photo’s of him and I getting ready to jam. I got
one photo by accident when I thought I set up my camera for video
and it was on photo. So I got a snap shot of him and I playing LOL.
Our videos came out quite well. We’re sounding better every time
we get together. If you would like to see our videos, then go to the
link at the end of this journal that says Me on UTUBE. Steve had his
drums set up and he wanted me to play them, so while we were at his
house Wednesday, I got on his drums and played them for a bit, but
I’m really rusty plus my ankles and shoulders cannot hold up to the
torment of playing in that mode, so I couldn’t play long. Judy took
a little video of me playing, but I ain’t gonna upload that one LOL.
Steve was trying to keep up with me on guitar, but we were way
out of sync hehehe. I’ll stick with the conga drums thank you please.
Judy got to see me for the first time playing a full set of drums hehe
and she said she loved it. Yet it took me a while of arranging myself
to get used to his drums, being every drummer sets up his drums in
a different manner. Maybe a little higher or lower or to one or the
other side, so I could not play as I could on a set that was set up
the way that I set them up. Oh well, it was a lot of fun 🙂 hehehehe!
I’ve uploaded all of our videos that him and I did (me on conga drums
of course) as well as one little conga session I did by myself Friday.
I was on the war path LOL. If ya watch the video, you’ll know what
I mean hehehe. Well, other than all that, it’s been a pretty regular
week around the Pearce’s household. Steve is planning on coming
back up this ways on a Sunday a week or so from now. I’m sure
we will get much better with a bit more practice :). I thank you God
for sending somebody to me to share my love of music and friendship.
I know that You always have control and You will always fulfill my
every need. yet my self will does run amuck often and I fight for
control as do many. I have learned through time to release my hold
on the situations and leave them in Your Hands. Have you learned
to let things go and give them to God? If not, then why not give it
a try. God can do wonders with a moment that we ourselves might
destroy with our own will and way. I know things may not be the
way that you would like them, but maybe just maybe they are in
the way that God is dealing with you at the moment. Have faith!
With that said, I guess I need to be heading back to that place of
my recollection through all that I’ve written to find a good word or
phrase to use for the title for today’s brand new poem. So, it’s off
I go to that place that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe
I found a good title, Now let’s see what I can do with it if anything!
Here goes nothing hehehe or preferably not LOL!

In Your Hands

I’ve seen storms
of weathered times
bring to me
the days designs.
I’ve found fuel
in history
from what all
You did with me
In Your Hands
I found a place
from tempered time
of saving Grace.
All the scenes
from here to there
in Your Hands
were answered prayer.
I might falter
Lord I know,
but In Your Hands
I’ll always grow.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 27, 2009

I hope you liked the poem. It is a part of me. I do feel as though my
time from past to present has been in some way or another answered
prayers. I learned what was needed to get me through each turnstile
of life. As each moment changed, so did I and in the process it put me
together one piece at a time. My tools came from my many lessons
in life. I hate much of my past for it was grueling, yet there are a few
splices of life that I do miss. I found much enjoyment in playing my
music and all. God rekindled that flame with a new friend to share
my gift with. Someone that I can connect with. God also gave me a
wonderful wife that has been my inspiration and strength when I was
down. I firmly believe she was sent by God to give me the love and
care that no other could do. It’s been a rough road, yet she has stuck
by my side all the way. Oh and by the way hehehe, our 8 year wedding
anniversary is coming up October 2nd (Friday). Yeppers hehehehehe
She’s put up with me for 8 years. Imagine that ;). I guess it’s time for
me to be searching for that old off switch ain’t it! Yet before I do that,
I guess I need to be telling ya about the new poems I’ve written. Yep,
I wrote 10 more poems which 3 of them are Christmas related :). Yes
of course I wrote 22 more haiku and of course along with that are
all of my YoVille Haiku messages which is 13. Hehehe the 13th haiku
is just a silly one about me doing haikus to share on my coin runs :).
I hope you enjoy a few of the poems as well as the haikus. With that
said I will wish you a most wonderful week. Remember Jesus loves
you and we do too. Now where’s that dad gum off switch hiding this
time LOL? Found it tucked neatly under my soda can coaster hehehe.
See ya, CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 13 🙂 LOL

Let Wisdom

Young is wasted
without clue
when we’re doing
what we do.
Often minutes
may be seen
with some clueless
what they mean.
Young is faltered
step by step
when we hurry
times inept.
Young is wasted
when we go
in a hurry
to and fro.
Many young ones
will be found
left without a
time around.
Time might cease
before they find
truth about their
hurried mind.
So let wisdom
within you
maybe teach them
what to do.
Then the young
that shouts and sings
might have time
to spread their wings.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Beauty It Makes

Seen within winter
the leaves all around
seem to have somehow
fell to the ground.
Fall soon before it
made it to shine
with its most colorful
timeless design.
Seen within winter
after the fall
then there are snowflakes
seen over all.
Found within valleys
rivers and lakes
snow will encompass,
beauty it makes.
Seen within winter
time will be seen
snow on the hillsides
that were once green.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Sounds Of Silence

Letters in stories
of no written word
are what are rhythms
of seen and not heard.
Feathers of voices
found in the eyes
seem to paint pictures
of the blue skies.
So many people
without not a voice
discern their moments
of no other choice.
Sounds of silence
seems to endow
moments of thresholds
then unto now.
Letters in stories
of pages not found
are of the voices
without a sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Can You Hear?

Can you hear music
of wintertime’s day
playing in the breezes
in every which way?
Can you see winter
coming so clear
with everything
it brings every year?
Can you hear music,
the songs of the trees
as they will rustle
right there in the breeze?
Can you feel winter
as it comes this way
bringing us also
Christmastimes Day?
Can you see winter
with its wondrous view
as it brings Christmas
to shine through and through?
Can you hear music
in futures hello
singing the songs
of sweet Christmas snow?

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

What We Really Need

Minutes transposing
are found where we go
when they are changing
all that we know.
Hindered are blessings
when set to a view
with us just doing
what we want to do.
Time in a semblance
of fashion and phase
could make for trouble
in up coming days.
Minutes will falter
if time is awry
left to the semblance
of just do or die.
Our many minutes
need time to succeed
such as us doing
what we really need.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Help To Refrain

Headstrong a flower
leans into the wind
only to find that
it’s coming to an end.
Yes a mere flower
that leans the wrong way
might not see moments
of another fine day.
Headstrong a person
the same in accord
will find he’s weakened
when less of The Lord.
Leaning the wrong way
as a flower might do,
might make the minutes
to turn a bit blue.
So if you’re headstrong
and trying your way,
you might need Jesus
to help you today.
A headstrong person
choosing to change,
will find that Jesus
can help to refrain.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Trouble I Earned

I can see clearly
my yesterdays mind
as it looks back on
my every design.
I can see moments
that I wish weren’t true,
yet they are clearly
what makes now anew.
I can see clearly
the portholes array
aligning me up
for another fine day.
Though many minutes
I may not see clear
as of the time
of a long ago year.
Yet I see clearly
the lessons I’ve learned
from all the minutes
of trouble I earned.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

I Seek December

Links to December
are found in the snow
as I see footprints
here to and fro.
Semi sorted minutes
that seem in a maze
are the connections
to wintertime’s days.
Cold winds a blowing
in Decembers shoes
seem to enlighten
the Christmastime news.
Links to December
are found so to speak
such as the rhythms
that so many seek.
I seek December
through links every day
that seem to form
in some wondrous way.
Links to December
were forged in the view
leading to snowfall
from deep skies of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Just Like Yesteryear

Hearing the wind
I sense where it goes
as it spills coldness
from head to my toes.
Minutes persuasions
are painted in time
hearing the wind
with essence divine.
Fractions of segments
that winds dissipate
leave me to wonder
and sort of debate.
Hearing the wind
again as it blows
fills me with answers
of all it bestows.
Winter has entered
and brought so sincere
a new day assembled
just like yesteryear.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

Levers of Time

Levers of minutes
can leave you despair
when in fact surely
they may lead nowhere.
Levers and handles
that minutes display
might lead to moments
of minutes of gray.
So leave the levers
and handles alone
if in fact surely
they chill to the bone.
It might be Jesus
just talking to you
telling you truly
what you shouldn’t do.
So if you’re seeing
some levers of time
that seem as handles
of Jesus divine
say a little prayer
before you’re to pull
or you might find out
that you were a fool.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

for Sept 26, 2009

Glowing is a smile
that time has been given true,
yet all smiles aren’t good.

Turning a corner
you might find another friend
or an enemy.

Long awaited scenes
find their passages written
as time goes its way.

Look to the Heavens
and search throughout the white clouds
and you will find peace.

Crossroads are driven
while walking steps at a time
with true faith and hope.

Starry nights shadows
make sounds to become scary.
Much is in our minds.

Knocking at windows
are the flavors of beauty
waiting to be seen.

Glancing real quickly
you may miss the true beauty
of what that is there.

Clinging to past life
might prevent any goodness
within you today.

Open up your eyes
and search for what that is good.
Closed eyes cannot see.

Informative times
come in forms of our past days
with our good and bad.

Without yesterday
today and tomorrow fade,
for they have no place.

In just a minute
time will have gathered up speed
and went an hour.

When you are worried
let your heart become mellow
with thoughts of Jesus.

The lines on a face
track sadness and happiness
with every design.

Sordid scenery
is the makings of many
that just do not care.

Candles in the wind
will flicker as they’re burning
while showing the breeze.

Essence of beauty
is not what we each put on,
but what lives inside.

Knowledge is trouble
when it’s just but a little
and not used wisely.

Heard is an echo
of a voice that has shouted.
It may be what’s seen.

A mere slice of life
in the wrong persons makings
can become a storm.

Plant now a good deed.
Let Jesus to nourish it
and good will be done.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

YoVille Haiku

Fun is wonderful
except when it takes away
due to its high cost.

Trotting down pathways
a horse sees where to travel,
yet often goes astray.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2009

A little fragrance
becomes its best when inhaled
by ones who notice.

Time may just linger
as the dust from a mishap
slowly fades away.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22, 2009

The weather changes
what views we will encounter
and what things we’ll do.

A list of people
on a piece of white paper
might become just that.

Jumping to moments
leaves a few without notice
that you might have loved.

A sequential time
in the dust of emotion
may fall on deaf ears.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24, 2009

Left on a Monday
might be wrong on a Tuesday
so make sure you’re right.

Long awaited journey’s
are what that motivate us
to get us to now.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25, 2009

Today is a quest,
to search for our tomorrow
through every minute.

Slices of a pizza
can be used to describe life.
It might be hamburger!

Hehehehe, yep,

Weird is this person
who gives haiku every day
for just a mere coin.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26, 2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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and once again the poetry contest at
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

P.S. If by chance you are having
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then let me know and I will send you the
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God bless