Swaying in The Breeze


Hello my friends

How have ya been? I hope you’ve been enjoying the summer.
Judy and I have been getting out as often as possible, but now
it’s getting where I can barely walk, so it’s off to the hospital
tomorrow to have my ankle looked at. I am afraid it’s fractured.
It’s still badly swollen and hurts in the back of it when I try to
put weight on it or bend it. I hope the doctors can fix it. I hate
sitting around the house. Also Judy has been having to do many
of the things I used to do such as feed the boys and let them out
when they’ve gotta go potty. Yet, I’ve still gotta make my own
trips to the bathroom LOL. She can’t do that for me, but wish
she could hehehe. In any case, life goes on! The weather has
been nice lately. Right now it’s 74°F degrees at 1:20 PM. Not
too bad. The temperature for the week is supposed to range
from the low 70’s to the mid 70’s. The boys are doing well :).
They’re both asleep in their doggy beds on the floor right next
to me. I had been resting my foot and ankle in one of the beds,
but Milo thought my foot looked like a pillow and laid down
on it. Had to end that story LOL. He’s now down there just
a snoring away. Yes, Milo snores LOL. I have my new PC
that has XP with Outlook Express on it set up beside me now.
I can use it to make my stationery and send my emails, being
Windows Live will not do as I want it. I had thought I had the
folders fixed on it last night, but as I opened up the email to
check the addresses and folders a bit ago, I found that it has
once again undone all that I did. So, I guess I will have to
continue using XP with Outlook Express to send my emails
as well as make my stationeries. I hope those nimrods that
made Windows 8 fix their piece of garbage soon. So far it
has proven to be a few steps back in technology, not steps
in the right direction. I’m not sure if Window’s 7 was this
much trouble, but from what I’ve heard it wasn’t and I think
it had Outlook Express. Just guessing though! I’m stuck
with what came on this PC at the moment LOL. I would be
writing my journal on the other PC, but at the moment I
have only a 15 inch monitor hooked to it and plus all of my
poems and journals are on this PC. Hard to explain, but
I can export all my emails to Windows Live from Outlook
Express, but cannot export from Windows Live to Outlook
Express. Make any sense to ya LOL? I’ll survive. Heck
maybe one day they will rectify their error and provide a
fix for Windows 8 that will correct the issues with Windows
Live Email. In the mean time I will keep on as I am doing.
I know Microsoft will end their updates for XP beginning
April 2014, but as long as you have a good antivirus and
anti malware program updated, it should be OK. We use
AVG and Advanced System Care as well as Iobits Malware
Fighter. Malwarebytes is also good. We have that has well.
I keep them all updated at all times. You can never be too
careful in this day and age with PC’s and internet. Also
always look at the address that an email is coming from
and see if it coincides with the persons name, before
ever clicking on any link. There are some scammers out
there that will use a name that they have gathered on the
net that you might know and send a link to you, but the
email address will not coincide with the name. DELETE!
I’m just trying to wise up a few of you before you find
yourself staring at a porno site or worst yet a sneaky
virus that finds a backdoor. Yes it has happened to me
in the past. How do you think I learned LOL? It’s one
of those live and learn epidemics hehehe. So now I have
given a few insights to dilemmas you can avoid hehehe.
It’s 2 PM and it’s still 74 F degrees. Judy and the boys
went in the bedroom to lie down. Judy said that she was
still a bit sleepy. Remember, we don’t go to bed until
around 4 or 5 in the morning and often do not go to sleep
until maybe 6 or so LOL. We watch cartoons until we
fall asleep. LOL OK so she watches them till she falls
asleep. I nod here and there while spending most of
the time trying to quit hurting. That’s my life in a nut
shell hehehe. I do find myself wishing for snow. The
first winters snow is always the best. Watching the
snowflakes floating down from the sky as they land
there before me painting the scenery. Yes, it does
get old after 5 or 6 months LOL, but the first month
of snow is most surely the greatest. Even the second
month is quite enjoyable, but the enjoyment starts
to depreciate after that hehehe. Especially when it
has melted and refroze turning into ICE. Then all of
the slipping and sliding begins. It’s sort of what put
my body in the condition that its in now LOL. All in
all I do enjoy taking pictures of the scenery. I’m in
hopes that my ankle will be in better condition before
winter gets here. My feet have been in terrible shape
for well over a decade and there is no way to fix them
or so all of the specialist say, so I live with them and
have even when I was still working at Weatherford
“Trico”. I just want my ankle to be fixed so I can
enjoy walking around taking pictures as I do so love
to do. My neighbors are mowing again hehehehe.
It seems to be an every Sunday ordeal huh! Why
can’t they do that on Saturday? Oh well, as long as
they don’t start going right passed my window and
all, it’s OK :). The sky is blue and there’s a nice
breeze blowing. I am grateful to be able to wake up
and enjoy the morning sunrise and watch the many
scenes to blossom as birds fly in and out of view.
Sometimes I will just sit on the steps and watch the
tree limbs swaying in the breeze. It can put you
into a dream state of slumber if you allow it. Yes,
I do love God’s handiwork. He creates what many
painters attempt to put on a canvas, but can only
capture a portion of it. Look for the many blessings
found all around you. They might be right in front
of you, but you’re too focused on other things to
see them. Allow some time in the day to sit back
and find and enjoy the blessings. Now, I believe
it’s time for me to be taking my little look see 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 always like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I think I found a good
title, but I’ve gotta see if I haven’t already used it.
Nope ain’t used it, so here goes!

Swaying in The Breeze

The blessings of each day
are sight’s, sounds and smells
in so very many
wonderful details.
Even many blessings
are what we can hold
such as a snowflake
that feels oh so cold.
So many blessings are
swaying in the breeze
found as hypnotic
with branches and leaves.
Sometimes God’s blessings
are scenes that we find
often as turnstiles
inside of our mind.
Swaying in the breeze
are so many things
such as birds flight
and how that it sings.
Let your heart fathom
what sight never sees
that of a dream world
swaying in the breeze.
Find your many blessings
in how that you view
swaying in the breeze
of then thereunto.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 25, 2013

I hope you like that. Sometimes I can come up with words
by just looking outside. There’s a poetic world outside my
window. LOL I get a kick out of my many classmates that
never took the time to get to know me. Most never knew
that I was the way I am. Yes I hung out with my rock band
members, but it didn’t make me the same as them. I was
the drummer. When we weren’t playing I returned to my
my world. Many never knew that I wrote poetry of course
aside from my blood brother Mark Green that I grew up
with. We became friends in the 1st grade. We consider
ourselves as brothers. I wish I could see him and many of
my other family and friends. Maybe one day :). In the
mean time I’m grateful for the internet, for it allows us to
see one another through videos, pictures and conversing.
I’m getting hungry, so I reckon I need to be telling you
what I tell you every week and that is, I wrote some more
poems and haiku. Yeppers, 10 more poems with 3 of em
being sort of Christmassy :). Also I wrote 22 more haiku
for all of my haiku lovers out there. I hope you find a few
of either or both that you like. Now, it’s time for me to
begin searching for that dad burned off switch, but not
before I wish you a most wonderful God filled week while
life is swaying in the breeze :). Ok, so where are ya this
time ya little whippersnapper? I see ya! Hiding in my
aspirin bottle at the best place to hide LOL. It’s clear!
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

We were going to go to our internet provide Pioneer
Wirelesses open house Saturday, but there were way
too many people, so we ended up going to Houlton
Farms Dairy and getting us some ice cream hehehe.
We then stopped off in Houltons down town square
where they were having a country market. We stayed
and broused a while. I bought some Zucchini Peach
bread. Yummy! Anyways, I almost forgot about that.

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

The Days End

The morning comes
with bright sunlight
and then found
the edge of night.
When shadows play
they dance around
here and there
and on the ground.
In the days end
scenes we see
are what morning
brought to be.
Then the days end
is found true
waiting nighttime’s
famous hue.
The sights and sounds
that do transcend
are found within then
the days end.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

While Within Summer

Often our journeys
are found hid away
until the dawning
of their moments day.
Summertime’s patterns
are often seen
as that of many
found in a dream.
Splashing and playing
in waters of time
while within summer
it’s so divine.
Summertime’s moments
many record
as that of videos
timelessly stored.
Many take pictures
of every sight
while within summer
on into night.
Summertime’s ending
comes then so true
when fall is painting
its famous hue.
Yet until autumn
we will then be seen
while within summer
splashing in a stream.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

Special Memories

Inside a doorway
of winters delight
I can remember
a time oh so right.
Special memories
found on a day
that make a journey
Christmassy way.
On through December
the joy does survive
even after Christmas
December twenty five.
The twinkling lights
so Christmassy found
are what I see
when I look around.
Special memories
I hold so true
live deep inside me
as that wondrous view.
The Christmas trees
that glistened so bright
are now remembered
as a wonderful sight.
Even the choo-choo
on its railroad track
that went around the tree
and then came back.
Those special memories
I now remember
are of the greatest
found in December.
Even when sometimes
we would find snow
out on the walkways
where all we’d go.
Yes they’re so wondrous
in December time
for they’re so special
memories of mine.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

The Lost Snowflake

As winter winds
begin to blow
the scenes begin
to fill with snow.
Yet sometimes
they find awake
the sight that’s seen
the lost snowflake.
It searches true
to find a place
to land and be
a snowman’s face.
The lost snowflake
is searching true
to find his brothers
sisters too.
It gets closer
to the ground
and he looks then
all around.
A sea of white
is down below
and he finds a
place to go.
The lost snowflake
is lost no more
for he’s made
an Earthly floor.
Found snow white
on seas of green
the lost snowflake
has found his dream.
He’s now not lost
and not alone
for there’s more
that might be thrown.
He sees a child
come running true
to make a snowball
with his view.
Then the snowflakes
lost and found
is a ball
so white and round.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

My Favorite Time

As the year passes by
I seek a place
found in December
filled with God’s Grace.
My favorite time
as echoes of joy
remembered so truly
as I was a boy.
Those special moments
that came unto me
heartbeats of passion
that Jesus gave free.
Christmastimes pleasure
still brings me a smile
as my favorite times
wonderful while.
Truly the essence of
all I recall
is found in winter
then soon after fall.
It’s my favorite time
that comes into play
that is remembered
as Christmas day.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

Walking Paths

Points of thresholds
shadows casts
often lead to
walking paths.
Scenes on journeys
there and to
walking paths
are there anew.
Some might seem to
be dead ends
and some lead to
some best friends.
The walking paths
that you might find
could be surely
a turmoil’s mine.
Take the time to
say a prayer
before you walk
from here to there.
Walking paths
can often be
just the place
you need to be.
Yet the journey
to and fro
might be lessons
need to know.
So take Jesus
on your quest
down walking paths
and then be blessed.
Let not journeys
walking paths
lead you to some
bitter wraths.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

Hidden World

Sometimes hidden
deep from view
are the moments
me and you.
A hidden world
nobody sees
except of course
the birds and bees.
Hidden tightly
fast away
our hidden world
is everyday.
Yet Lord Jesus
can see true
your hidden world
of things you do.
For He’s the birds
and bees that fly
and for sure
the deep blue sky.
Jesus sees
those things you hide,
that hidden world
that lives inside.
Let Him change
the way you see
and cease to hide
from you and me.
Let your choices
be best found
standing on
God’s solid ground.
Though of course
your hidden world
will still be
your thoughts unfurled.
Afraid of what that
ones might say
through your life of
day to day.
Let Lord Jesus
help you find
a lesser hidden
world of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

Ancient Trail

With each footstep
us and them
an ancient trail
will then begin.
Soon the decades
that we see
will be only
An ancient trail
that time has seen
from a past days
running stream.
A moments time
that did occur
that our lives
could not defer.
An ancient trail
as steps are made
laid out as we
surely wade.
Waters edges
daily found
and ancient trail
will come around.
Maybe not as
long ago,
but yet ancient
then although.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013


Many seeds
we plant and water
might become
a son or daughter.
Then those children
that have grown
will learn from
what all we’ve shown.
Seeds of time
that we have planted
might become as
things enchanted.
Yet sometimes
so many seeds
will turn into
many weeds.
Not with lessons
learned so good
what they really
truly should.
Plant your seeds
and water well
and then they will not
go to Hell.
Give them food
of God’s Own Word
then they’ll grow
from what they heard.
Yes they’ll maybe
lose their way,
but they’ll surely
kneel and pray.
Then that path
of planted seeds
will fulfill
their daily needs.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

Twilights Embrace

Within the night
of clouds and stars
twilight’s embrace
is moon and Mars.
Scenes so pretty
up above
twilights embrace
is filled with love.
The beautiful stars
twinkle and shine
within this night
found so divine.
The clouds float by
so slow and free
painting pictures
I can see.
Twilights embrace
is found so sweet
I’d take a spoon
and try to eat.
Gobbling up
those things in space
within the clouds
twilights embrace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

for Aug 24, 2013

The weeds will prosper
if they’re not killed properly
to allow good grass.

When life gets too hard,
step back a few steps in time
and take a breather.

Seen through a forest
is a struggling flower
not getting sunshine.

Often perception
is that of a bumblebee
seeking a flower.

Today brings blessings
sometimes hidden from our view
and seen much later.

With a mere snowflake
is the chance for a snowman
when others gather.

Summer brings sunshine
and maybe even some rain
to cool off the day.

Beyond the starlight
lives a world we cannot see,
but just imagine.

Life is a doorway
to many choices to make
with some good and bad.

Money causes pain
if it is sought for through greed
and not for your need.

While flowers are blooming
they also prepare for death
while harnessing seed.

A storm passing by
might leave a trail of lightning
as thunder follows.

The night sky’s shadows
often create perceptions
through what’s imagined.

As summer subsides
it welcomes autumns colors
painted here and there.

Dreaming of Christmas
brings alive the mistletoe
that provokes kisses.

Challenging summer
might end with a few sunburns
to display its win.

Wintertime’s challenge
comes with the first sign of snow
and cold winds that blow.

Now can become framed
as a picture that God made
to display to you.

Right now is alive
as breezes begin to blow
and raindrops will fall.

Links to tomorrow
are found through many choices
that we make today.

While now fades away
it leaves shadows of itself
that might be lessons.

Inside looking out
becomes a wanting venture
with grass looking green.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24, 2013

God bless from Bill and Judy

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