God Is Still


Hello my friends

Well it’s all rainy looking outside once again hehehe.
It’s supposed to rain all day today, but it should clear
up a bit tomorrow and display that hidden object the
sun for a bit hehehe. It’s supposed to cloud up again
Tuesday and the rains shall continue on Wednesday.
LOL, can ya tell that this is our rainy season hehehe?
I’ve gotta get this written before the thunderstorms
begin shouting across the hills, though that shouldn’t
happen until around 6 PM this evening. My weather
programs on my computer are rarely wrong. More
often they are right on the money hehehe. Anyways,
I guess it’s time to move on with the journal. Here’s
a little news about Judy and the diner. It looks like
she will be laid off next Tuesday being they’re closing
the Elm Tree Diner North next week. Not really a bad
thing in our eyes. This will give her a chance to get
on unemployment and also maybe Maine Care and
finally get her legs worked on. She has PAD in them.
So maybe even she will be able to get on disability
through Social Security the same as I’m on. That
would be great. Keep us in your prayers. Now it’s
onto another topic hehehe. Life is actually pretty
nice up this way. Judy and I have each other and
we enjoy doing things together. We went driving
Thursday and got a few good pictures. I actually
took most of them, being her camera went on the
blink for a bit. None the less, we got a few good
shots that I will use in today’s stationary, so if you
are receiving this in stationary format and not on
a webmail program, then you will see them hehehe.
For those of you on plain text email, sorry! Many
of your email servers have problems receiving any
type of stationary for some dumb reason. Oh well,
life goes on. I just checked the weather outside and
it’s humid as all get out LOL. It’s 66F degrees right
now. Not too bad temperature wise. I talked to my
mom yesterday and she wants me to look and find
her a good game to play on Big Fish. It will have to
be a small download sized game being mom’s still
on 56K dial up. I think I found her a few games to
choose from, but I’m waiting to ask her if she has
two of them or not. I’m not sure about what games
I gave her when we lived in Texas. We would often
share our games with her. No matter, one way or
another I will find her a good game to play. She said
she’s bored with the ones she has right now. I try to
always take care of my momma as best that I can 🙂
Her and my sister are thinking about trying to come
up here this summer. We shall see what happens.
It would be great to see them both. Our little car
is falling apart, but it still runs hehehehehe sort of.
Onto hopefully another topic. I think Judy and I
will try to find something good to watch on TV
this evening while we do our farms on Farm Town
and we will maybe continue the hidden object game
we’ve been playing and try to finish it LOL. Those
games sure keep us busy hehehehe. We like them
because we can play them together. The same as
FarmTown in a way. We harvest and plow each
others fields every day 🙂 Ain’t our life exciting!?
LOL, nope, just content. With us in our healthy
conditions hehehe, exciting is being able to walk.
That’s one thing we miss doing together. We used
to go walking together to take some photographs,
but since she’s usually too sore and tired from the
diner, she has not been able to. Hopefully that
will change at least a little. We’re planning on at
least doing a little walking together and taking
some pictures. She has to keep moving or it will
just get worse. That’s why I try to every day take
a walk around the premises. My doctor in Texas
told me that I needed to keep walking as much as
I can daily or my health will surely get much worse.
I took a walk Friday down the road to the river
that is down below our house and got a few good
pictures. The river is clogged up a bit right now,
but it’s still flowing hehe. It’s way down below us
so I’m sure it won’t affect us in any way if it does
decide to flood LOL. Yet I have my doubts that
it will ever flood unless we get a Noah repeat hehe.
Then it won’t matter. Ok so what else is going on
way up here in Maine? Not much else! God is
still taking good care of Judy and I. Judy still puts
up with me and my weird ways hehehe. Love is
a wondrous thing. I thank God for giving me the
chance to meet her. We’ve had some great times
together and looking forward to having a few
more great times together. My life has been one
nightmare after another in the past and I am so
grateful to have a love filled dream for once.
Thank You God for all of the blessings that I have
received and those I have yet to of seen. Often
we might let strife to take control and forget to be
grateful for the moments. Don’t let troubles to
steal away your joy of blessings from God. Take
a step back from the troubles of now and see what
blessings that are within the woodworks. Some
of our blessings may be the troubles, for it’s the
troubles that motivate us often to move forward.
Many times without problems, we may just sit
and get comfy cozy in the moments. Don’t let
that be your downfall. Stay alive and enjoy the
blessings that God has given. If you are having
problems, then use them as a tool to move ahead
and not just give up. Look for answers, yet pray
before you act. Let God guide you. Ok, so it’s
time for me to begin my little venture through my
recollection of 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.
Hehehehe try to say all that in one breath LOL!
Anyways, I think I found a good title. Now let’s
see if I can write a good poem using it. Here goes!

God Is Still

Time is a porthole
here unto there
fed with the minutes
and moments of prayer.
God is still God
with all that He does
the same as before
as ever He was.
God is still watching
and waiting for you
as He sends blessings
to each day anew.
Sometimes our portholes
may seem unsound
yet, God is still God
with His Solid Ground.
Mornings of decades
might seem to be
sights full of troubles
from our history.
Yet, God is still there
for both you and I
with all His angels
to help us get by.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29, 2011

That might not be one of my best poems, but I hope
you got the meaning of it. I hear many saying God
doesn’t care just because they are having problems.
My dad always told me that Satan has no use for a
dead soldier, because he already has him, but when
he sees an alive soldier that’s doing God’s work, he
will attack. So if things are going wrong, hehehehe
I must be doing something right. Not to worry for
God has control. LOL there I go again rambling!!
I guess I need to be telling you what I tell you every
week and that is, I wrote some more poems. Yep,
I wrote 10 more poems with 2 of them Christmassy
style and 2 of them to Judy. Hehe I’ll let you figure
out which ones are which. OH yea, yes I also wrote
22 more haiku for all my haiku lovers. LOL just now
I heard our neighborhood Harley gang riding down
the road. I have no clue of where they all reside, but
I can hear them going back and forth to Houlton 🙂
Ok, time to find that off switch that loves to elude
me, but not before I wish you all a most wonderful
God filled week. Remember, Jesus loves you and
we do too. Now to find that off switch. Found it
hiding in my bag of Reese’s Peanut Butter cups LOL.
Gotcha, See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S. I’m adding a couple of pictures I took
of our river and around the house in today’s
stationary for those receiving it that way 🙂

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

Storms of Rain

Storms of rain
come crashing through
from the once
deep sky of blue.
Lightning bolts
shoot far and wide
through the scenes
that coincide.
Pitter patters
I can hear
now and then
oh so clear.
Storms of rain
cool off the night
with the scenes
that I delight.
Raindrops falling
from the sky
are a gift
from Adonai.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Timeless Dream

Winters doorways
are now closed
without any
found exposed.
Yet there might be
a certain sign
left to view
of wintertime.
Little fragments
here and there
display winters
bit of flare.
Such as coolness
mornings seen
found within
the sight of spring.
Winters doorways
will be found
when again
it comes around.
Then with winter
will come snow
and then signs of
Santa Claus
will then be seen
as a Christmas
timeless dream

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Thinking of You

Sights remembered
in my heart
are the things
so very true.
Sights and sounds
within my heart
are of love
thinking of you.
Flavors tasted
mighty fine
you and I
one day and time.
Sights remembered
seen and heard
in a moments
timeless age.
Sights and sounds
I now recall
from a time
of center stage.
Life moves onwards
with our dreams
as we find
remembered streams.
Sights remembered
in our view
come to life
when we’re together.
Sights and sounds
I now recall
are as times
that live forever.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce
I Love You

In A Minute

In a minute
I might see
now and then
that lives in me.
Things recalled
within a minute
might just be
a moments tenant.
Rented by
a timeless view
from the sight
of something new.
In a minute
I might find
a little bit of
peace of mind.
Found and viewed
from deep inside
I might find
a smoother ride.
Not so bumpy
as once viewed
one I might of
In a minute
things can change
leaving thoughts
to rearrange.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Unhindered Way

Many a lifestyle
might recall
timeless scenes
to stand or fall.
Many a lesson
day after day
might be leading
a better way.
Maybe a little
found misleading
yet it might be
what you’re needing.
Then as time
moves thereunto
you might find
a different view.
A signature
of one fine day
leading to
an unhindered way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Ancient Echoes

Hear the echoes
of December
found as moments
you remember.
Ancient echoes
held so dear
from a time
of yesteryear.
Hear the voices
love recalls
bouncing down
remembered walls.
Ancient echoes
scenic signs
found within
some Christmastimes.
Certain moments
none compete
that still live
so tasty sweet.
Take those echoes
that you hear
and remember
ones so dear.
Ancient echoes
can bring smiles
to now today.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Marriage Chords

Many a loved one
might become
sounds of the signs
of a beating drum.
Beating as hearts
with timeless views
marriage chords
of two pair of shoes.
It’s those heartbeats
beating together
that make love
to last forever.
Judy and I
will always be
marriage chords
to surely see.
Beating as one
with us united,
we will never
be divided.
Us with love
to carry us on
makes each day
the greatest to dawn.
Our marriage chords
connecting in time
that had begun
as just but a rhyme.
Throughout poems
of love we wrote
marriage chords
were found in note.
You and I then
found the frame
with true love
to then attain.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

To Judy Ann Pearce
From William Earl Pearce
I love you Judy

An Ocean Apart

Long visioned waves
of scenes roll on
timelessly viewed
dusk unto dawn.
An ocean apart
is how it might seem
now time to time
if you know what I mean.
Visions of seagulls
found in my view
are what I see
in an ocean of blue.
Deep seeded thoughts
an ocean apart
bring me the sights
of a great work of art.
It’s my description
of so faraway
how I see sometimes
then day to day.
An ocean apart
is my analogy
how that I find
a land driven sea.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

Water Sprites

Misty mornings
of the day
make their fragrance
in a way.
Fresh of spring
in mornings smile
comes within
a misty while.
Then like fairies
there are seen
water sprites
above a spring.
Scented waters
from within
sprouting out there
now agin.
Misty mornings
from the nights
display dreamers
water sprites.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011


Little path
of timeless hue
please oh please display
how and why
of time to time
you lead from day to day?
Little path
of scented times
will you be so true
to lead me where
I need to go
and what I need to do?
Path of time
will you please
take me for a ride
leading to
some photographs
that can coincide.
Little path
of here and there
will you smile on me
and then lead me everywhere
that I need to be?
Little path
do not be cruel
and lead me on astray.
Keep me on
the straight and narrow
best to do each day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

for May 28, 2011

Sometime is no time
when anytime’s misconceived
as the perfect time.

Leftward circumstances
in view from rightward vision
might seem incorrect.

Tomorrows doorway
might not have a handle yet.
Today needs your focus.

Springtime’s cool showers
brings to life flowers and trees
with colors displayed.

Right nows antidote
could be just mere acceptance,
letting life move on.

Long awaited rains
bring rhythms of liveliness
along with despair.

The rock of friendship
is forged through timeless troubles
seeing who truly cares.

A deep crimson moon
arrives in a cloudy haze
as a lovers view.

One times paradise
might now just be memories
living in your dreams.

Worlds a world away
link us together with thoughts
of others the same.

Flying as an eagle
all the paths from here to there
can be a straight line.

The journey of minds
sometimes leaves so much to view
that it’s perplexing.

Placing a flower
on the heart of another
will not bring it love.

Money is no good
when it’s used to buy friendship
and not to buy food.

The patterns of time
leave their trademarks perspective
within the timeframe.

While reaching a goal
you might find yet another
of which you will seek.

Segments of our lives
are pages turned real quickly
while seeking the end.

A lovers quarrel
sometimes brings to life the flame
if there’s forgiveness.

Searching through the rain
there are blessings to be found
that bring a rainbow.

Seeing can mislead
if interpreted wrongly
and not seen correct.

Many see sunsets
and miss the whole beginning
of dawning of day.

Often our judgment
paints awful minutes pictures
due to bad choices.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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The Pieces


Hello my friends

It looks as if spring has finally arrived up here by all of
the yellow sneeze flowers/dandelions hehehehehehe that
have sprung up all over the freaking place. Yet I may of
built up an immunity against those things finally LOL!!!
We shall see. I do get on my sneezing binges often for
no apparent reason hehehe. I think I’m allergic to our
ghost :). I’ll start sneezing uncontrollably out of the blue.
Oh well, sneeze on hehe I mean write on. So onwards
with the journal. My nearest neighbor is mowing his
yard at this moment and making it hard to think. I do
hope he doesn’t stir up the sneeze flowers to badly LOL.
There isn’t much else going on around here. Judy and
I have finished another couple of hidden object games
and almost finished with another. I’ve been searching
to find us some more games to play. Found a few that
I think we might like. We shall see! So far I’ve picked
some good games for us. OK, so onto another topic :).
Today is pretty nice. Right now it’s 52F degrees but
it’s supposed to get up to 65F. We shall see! The temps
for the rest of the week are supposed to be from the
upper 50’s to the mid 60’s. Not to awful bad. Yet it’s
supposed to start raining again Monday night and on
into Tuesday night. This is our rainy season ya know.
I took a few pictures off and on last week. We had
a visit from our friendly neighborhood moose a few
days ago and I got her to smile for a picture or two 🙂
I’ll put a few of them in the stationary along with a
few pictures of all of our sneeze flowers hehe. Well it
looks like Judy’s home from work. She said her legs
were hurting and they let her come home early. Poor
gal. Hopefully she can get on disability one day soon.
Keep her in your prayers. It looks like we may pick
up where we left off on our hidden object game last
night in a bit hehehe. We love to play those types of
games. We can play them together on my PC. There
isn’t much else to write about other than to give a lil
congratulations to my mom for figuring out how to
get her PC to come back on after the electricity was
knocked out due to a storm. She had called me before
to tell me the light was lit up saying it was on, but she
couldn’t get her computer to shut off or on. She said
she asked herself, what would Bill tell me to do hehe!
She unplugged it and waited a moment then plugged
it back in. Problem solved :)! Anyways I’m glad she’s
learning. God gave me a great mom and dad and I
at times in my youth did not of appreciated them as
much as I should of. Yet now today, I appreciate
all that they taught me. We each may not see the
point in many things that are taught to us at the
moment, but often we will see the answers in the
future. God also gives us things that are as mere
stumbling blocks that we may not understand, but
in the future we might stumble upon the reasons
behind them. God does what He knows is best
for us as He may allow a circumstance that may
at the time seem gruesome, but we do not see the
full picture. We can only see but a portion of it.
Often many will try to discover the hidden pieces
by stepping out of God’s timing and that might
cause your downfall. We may not be ready for
the pieces of the puzzle that we’re in so much of
a hurry to unite. Let God’s timing rule as you do
your best to fulfill all that you know. Yet I know,
there may be times that we may have to step out
on faith for a moment. Pray before you step out!
Judy’s gone to lay down for a bit, but she said to
wake her with food later hehehe. Okey dokey!!!
So I reckon it’s about time for me to cease all my
rambling and 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 do believe I may have
stumbled upon a good title. Now let’s see what
I can do with it if anything at all hehehehehehe.
Here goes…..

The Pieces

Lives of stages
pages turn
bringing lessons
then to learn.
Certain fragments
here and there
are the pieces
needed prayer.
Often judgment
of our view
is a piece
a bit askew.
Sometimes minutes
need to be
to make pieces
So the pieces
that you find
might just be
our point in time.
Now and then
that time releases
might be how God
made the pieces.
Yet we often
make our view
as we hurry
That’s when Lord God
steps in play
of the pieces
day to day.
He then maybe
changes scenes
from our portions
troubled schemes,
so to make
the pieces found
as the perfect
time around.

©By Bill Pearce
May 22, 2011

Hehehe I know, that was a tad lengthy huh! Hey,
when thoughts start pouring in, it’s sometimes hard
to turn em off hehehe. I hope though that you got
the meaning behind that poem. Well, I can’t think
of much else to rattle about hehehehehe and I bet
you’re saying thank God huh! I can hear Judy in
there sawing logs hehe. I’ll let her sleep for a little
bit longer before I fix us something to eat. Of course
I’ve gotta wait a tad, being I ain’t done with this
rambling journal, yet LOL. So, I reckon I need to
be telling you what I tell you every week and that
is, I wrote 10 more poems with 1 of them a sort of
Christmassy style. I also once again wrote 22 more
haiku. Ok so that’s about it! Now, it’s come the
time to be searching for that off switch, but before
I do that I must wish you a most wonderful God
filled week. Remember, Jesus loves you and we
do too. Now to find that off switch hehehehehehe.
Found it sitting on the steps counting dandelions.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

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

In An Illusion

In an illusion
is but a sight
found in a twinkle
deep in the night.
Some see illusions
inside their head
and others see them
blue, green and red.
In an illusion
is but a scene
sometimes found somewhere
there in between.
Illusion portholes
open and close
with all the journeys
of which they expose.
In an illusion
someone might see
signs of the times
from their history.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

Shiny Dewdrops

Shiny dewdrops
of the day
now expose the
month of May.
Little dewdrops
on the ground
and the plants found
all around.
They all glisten
mornings sun
as their purpose
is begun.
Shiny morsels
of the day
will soon just then
fade away.
Leaving flowers
there to bloom
with May ending
into June.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

Many Memories

Granted are times
from Lord God above
given so freely
and filled full of love.
Many memories
that we each remember
times that we’ve found
amidst each December.
Christmastimes joy
on pages delight
we can relive
in our dreams at night.
Many memories
live in our heart
as their own moments
God’s work of art.
Christmastimes hope
that comes from the view
many memories
can make them as new.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

The Waltz of Whispers

Dancing prancing
words so sweet
The waltz of whispers
none compete.
Silent echoes
words of days
all the words
just paint a phrase.
The waltz of whispers
then unites
with a heartbeats
northern lights.
Then the prancing
is repeated
now and then
as true loves seeded.
The waltz of whispers
brings to life
one a husband
one a wife.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

In The Clouds

Fluffy floating
little clouds
seem to be
as cotton white.
Floating softly
in the sky
seen by day
and also night.
In the clouds
I see a voyage
hidden in
a memory.
I found substance
in their view
now and then
from all I see.
In the clouds
I recognize
sights and sounds
from thereunto.
Things transforming
in the clouds
as my daily
moments view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

Low Tide

The tides of time
roll in and out
as the signs
of thereabout.
Low tides come
and leave to view
signs of time
from a sea of blue.
Then high tide
just washes in
helping low tide
to begin.
The ocean swells
with day and night
high and low
with times moonlight.
Low tide displays
what’s in reach
found upon
the oceans beach.
The tides recall
their certain view
given from
a sea of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

The Sands of Hearts

Some will gather
as they glow
now and then
and to and fro.
The sands of hearts
are found on cue
scented by
some thereunto.
Heartfelt minutes
gather stride
from what all
that lives inside.
The sands of hearts
are timeless vows
coming from
what love endows.
As an hourglass
sands of hearts
bring together
all that starts.
by timeless views
the sands of hearts
will win or lose.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

The Essential Guide

The book of time
is found in place
given with
true Godly Grace.
The subject matter
of each verse
helps to beat
old Satan’s curse.
This big book
of timeless pages
helps us find
some peaceful ages.
So why not
just look inside
and then read
the essential guide.
Read the words
so Heaven sent
and cease being
so Hell bent.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

A Semi Cloudy Sky
The morning brings
the light of day
with the sights
I can’t deny
The morning brings
some minutes found
as a semi
cloudy sky.
Puffs of clouds
are over head
floating as a
river white.
The morning brings
a cloudy sky
semi covered
from the night.
A semi cloudy
sky I see
painted in
this mornings view
I now see it
clearly hiding
all that is
a sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

Highland Peace

Search to find
some highland peace
in the mountains
of your mind.
Seek within
the valleys sweet
certain peace
from time to time.
Let your journeys
find in frame
ways of days
of moments peace
found within
some highland views
that becomes
as times release.
Highland peace
from day to day
found as moments
mountain ranges
can become
a certain view
filled with hope
of certain changes.
Search the threshold
of your view
and see what that
can become
from a highland
peace of pages
of another
mornings sun.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

for May 21, 2011

In a mere moment
time can leave you all alone
if your not careful.

Let a flower bloom
in its own rate of passion
and it will blossom.

Links to tomorrow
are yesterdays in a row
and also today.

When pinching pennies
you might find they are worthless
if they’re not well spent.

In a mere story
ones words can be a fish tale
if not well proven.

Interwoven time
comes with flashes of minutes
that look as the same.

People often stare
at what they don’t understand
and not seek the truth.

Lessons are pages
written in our yesterdays
that tomorrow finds.

Scenes from a meadow
create heartbeats of pure joy
as a moments dream.

Springtime has arrived
with so many blossoms found
as dandelions.

Tiny candles burn
leaving wax melted below
as timeless drips.

Many a moment
leads to a mere time porthole
that we may not see.

A scene found today
might just be a diversion
to hide what that’s true.

Leaves may soon fall off
as the winds of time blow through,
but they will grow back.

Wintertime dreaming
comes when springtime’s awakened
and the snow is gone.

Picture a heartbeat
as a flavor and texture
you can taste and feel.

Glancing at potions
the concoctions might seem weird,
but best none the less.

In the midst of hope
comes the pattern of Jesus
in the form of LOVE.

Midmornings dewdrops
display as little twinkles
upon blades of grass.

Our ancient echoes
are as many memories
within times portholes.

Flowers awaken
as springtime’s followed by rain
that waters the ground.

A year and a day
gather together in time
to create right now.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My new site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on UTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

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.

Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My new site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on UTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

Our Mistakes/I Miss My Mom


Hello my friends
Happy Mothers Day

I hope you are doing well today. It’s pretty outside right now,
but last night we had a heck of a rainstorm come through that
knocked our electricity out time and again, but quickly came back
on. Judy and I were in the middle of playing an Hidden Object
game when we heard the first roll of thunder and shortly after
that it knocked out the electricity and crashed my PC. It did it
twice before we decided to just put off the game until it calmed
down a bit. Yet when the storm did pass over, we thought that
we might oughtta do our farms on FarmTown hehehehe, so we
did them and decided to continue our hidden object game another
day. Today’s high is supposed to be around 58F degrees. Not
too awful bad. I haven’t much to talk about today other than
the fact that it is Mothers Day and I miss my mom. I sure wish
my health and our finances were better so I could go to Texas
and see her, but a phone call and emails will have to do for now.
I wrote my mom a couple of Mothers Day poems and made one
of them into a picture so she could print it out and hang it. Mom
said she’s already printed it out and looking for a frame to put it
in hehehe. I will be sharing the poems with you in the journal.
Judy is at work, being the dad burned diner don’t hardly close
for nothing. I sure hated her having to work today. I told her
I will do my best to make the day a good day for her, but I
do that every day hehehe. Judy had a good visit with all of her
sisters Wednesday. They all got together over Barbara’s, her
older sisters house. I sat here counting the bumps on the wall
as usual being I wasn’t invited LOL. Not much else has gone
on up here. It’s been pretty much the same old, same old as
always. I thank God for the telephone and internet. If it were
not for those items, I would go stark raving mad. Yet I do so
wish I could see my family or at least somebody. I guess this
is the way it shall be, so I must accept things as how they are.
We all have our discretional problems in life. Viewed from
our side of the fence they may look worse than anybody else’s.
Yet many of our problems may be actually not as bad as they
may seem. It might be our clouded judgment. I try my best
to not let my want for visiting to send me into depression, but
sometimes it’s hard not to get depressed, especially when
someone sends a remark that “I need to get to Texas and
ignore the pain”. That shows how much they actually know
me and how our finances are. But that little statement from
that person only made me feel guilty about what I have no
control over. Some people never think before they act and
end up hurting others. Sit down with God and pray about
it and also reflect on what the outcome might be before
you interfere into someone’s life. You might find that you
need to mind your own business in some cases. Sometimes
our view of another’s life is totally wrong and we’re only
seeing what’s on the outer layer. Step back and take a
little look at your own life for a moment. You might find
that you’re defocusing from your own problems. Yet it is
good to help another, but don’t go overboard. Some may
have a need that you don’t understand or is out of your
hands to help. Let God have it in those cases. He knows
what’s best for us all. I know, you may often look and
wonder where God is in a moment, but rest assured that
He is there. He has His own methods of dealing with us.
Often it’s to just let us learn by our mistakes. We learn
nothing if we do not experience a moment. Sometimes
troubles are needed to further our growth. Let today
be a learning lesson as you do your very best in life to
help others and also help yourself. I reckon it’s time
for me to be taking my little venture back through all
that I’ve written here to see if I can find a good word or
phrase that might work for the title for today’s brand
new poem. So it’s away I go to that little 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 put together a few words of poetry using it 🙂
Here goes…………

Our Mistakes

We may error
in our ways
in the coming
future days.
Our mistakes
of timeless view
might be teachers
through and through.
We may falter
through the portholes
that we see,
yet those minutes
of mistakes
might be what
a lesson makes.
Our mistakes
from now and then
might be needed
to begin.
Times conclusions
when and where
our mistakes
might guide us there.
Our mistakes
that overcome
might be lessons
setting sun.
Use those lessons
that you find
to find Jesus
peace of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8, 2011

Also here is a little Mothers Day poem.

I Miss My Mom

Time fills passion
of the days
sometimes as the
wantings true.
Pages rhythms
turn so sweet
as I see now
mothers view.
I now see her
standing waiting
daily as I’m
growing old.
I miss my mom
as times are turning
as I recall
all that she told.
Timeless journeys
through the void
I now find
a different game.
Things remember
from her passion
that today are
as the same.
All the phone calls
and emails
help me now
to just move on,
but I tell you
daily true now
I repeat
I miss my mom.
She was healer
with a kiss
and a hug
to make me well.
My own mom
of timeless vision
is the best that
I can tell.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8, 2011

I hope you enjoyed the poems. Yes, I miss my mom, but
we do talk on the phone most every day. She was having
trouble downloading her updated Anti virus program so
I walked her through it yesterday. She did it hehehehehe.
I am so proud of her. This is the first time she was able to
do it successfully without having to take it to Ron and Mandy
at Century Computer hehe. She said, it now shows in the
task bar AVG anti-virus free edition 2011 YEA!!! So other
than that we just rattled on the phone while waiting for it
to down load which I might add took a good while being
she’s still on 56K dial up LOL. She was on her cell phone
being her land line was busy. I guess I need to be hushing
now and tell you what I tell you every week and that is
I wrote some more poems. LOL I accidentally wrote them
Friday being I thought it was Saturday hehe. Then on top
of that little faux pas, I wrote 11 poems instead of 10 hehe.
So to add to the confusion, Saturday, I had planned on
writing my mother a Mothers day poem and ended up
writing 2 as well as yet another Christmas poem hehehe.
So if ya count em all up LOL, I ended up with 14 poems.
Hehehe 16 if ya count what I wrote today 🙂 Ok so yes
I also wrote 22 haiku on Friday. In any sense, ya got a
lot to read hehe. So enjoy. The Mothers day poems
and the Christmas poem are at the very end of the list.
So now I reckon I need to be searching for that freaking
off switch that loves to elude me and keep me rambling,
but not before I wish you a most wonderful God filled
week and also a Happy Mothers Day to all of the moms.
Now to find that confounded off switch. Found it just
staring out into space while looking out the window.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehe 🙂

P.S. one of the poems is also to Judy hehehe.
It’s titled Ocean Mind……..Ciao

As The Weather

In the weather
day and night
things around me
come in sight.
Scenes of beauty
very sweet
seem to be
what eyes can eat.
All my hunger
that I find
comes to be
from time to time.
In the weather
night and day
things around me
come to play.
Bringing joyful
moments feat
that none other
can compete.
Sounds arrive then
to and fro
as the weather
makes its show.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

The Night Garden

In the windows
of my mind
I can see a
great design.
The night garden
made from scenes
reds and yellows,
blues and greens.
All the flavors
that I view
bring the moments
Many windows
of designs
have so many
moments rhymes.
Scenes as poems
with verses said
in the windows
of my head.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Ancient Treasures

Jumbled playgrounds
from the past
Ancient treasures
need to last.
Timeless echoes
find a view
as so ancient
now so new.
Ancient treasures
came to be
now as seen
from history.
Now though many
day to day
let our treasures
fade away.
Not enjoying
untouched views
as they walk on
with their shoes.
Moments splendor
is around
ancient treasures
that are found.
Let the treasures
live to see
future standings
in history.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Ocean Mind

Little whispers
heard and said
are the moments
in my head.
Little heartbeats
ocean mind
are the waves
of time to time.
On an island
far away
an ocean mind
is day to day.
Seeing footprints
in the sand
you and me then
hand in hand.
Now that ocean
deep and blue
lives as echoes
that we view.
Little whispers
are the sound
of the ocean
that we found.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

Healing Rain

The minutes pour
as raindrops fall
here and there
and over all.
The minutes move
as time goes by
here and there
with how and why.
The healing rain
from day to day
brings the words
of water play.
The minutes pour
then cease again
with the moments
healing rain.
As the showers
come to be
the healing rain
makes sights to see.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Serenity Suite

Now is a blessing
sometimes unseen
found as a moment
maybe found mean.
Serenity suite
is needed in view
as that of blessings
daily so true.
Find the serenity
deep in your mind
as you continue
with your own design.
Let not your ego
to try to compete
with what’s another’s
serenity suite.
Let yourself blossom
into what you are
a serenity suite
of times shining star.
Just for a moment
now and today
serenity suite
can help your dismay.
Using God’s blessings
found in a frame
let your serenity
live through His Name

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Spirits of The Sea

I saw the waves
just crashing ashore
bringing the essence
of minutes and more.
Spirits of the sea
bring forth their view
day to day
each time so new.
Scenes as fragments
in the sand
spirits of the sea
create the land.
Many scenarios
come and transpose
how the sea comes
and how the sea goes.
Spirits of the sea
will daily bring signs
seen as the waves
of the oceans designs.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

It Takes Two Hearts

Often so many
will try just to view
timeless discussions
without hearts of two.
It takes two hearts
to fathom the reach
that of an ocean
of love on a beach.
Yet often people
will find they have seen
the only connection
of their own cuisine.
Two hearts in passing
leaves times memories
gathered as turnstiles
of oceans and seas.
They may have flourished
with their own design
with the two hearts
of their special time.
But often people
will try to forget
it takes to hearts
to ever get wet.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Serenity Road

Down by the river
time has bestowed
sights right beside
serenity road.
So many blessings
given for free
from God above
for us each to see.
Serenity road
has turns and twists
leading to
what does exist.
Some though seek
what is not found
in the frames
of given ground.
Let God’s blessings
live in you.
Serenity road
is there to view.
Lose the hatreds
daily plan.
Learn to love
your fellow man.
Find some love
within your heart.
Serenity road
will then impart.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011


In the distance
ones might view
sights of life
in a sea of blue.
Times mirages
come and go
with the sights
of all we know.
Mirages found
in days accord
sometimes leave
a splintered board.
As illusions
come to be
mere mirages
don’t agree.
Use good judgment
where you tread,
for mirages
might be led.
Weighing you down
with only dreams
of the sights
of running streams.
Try to view
the truth that’s there
as you seek your
daily fare.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Monochrome Vision

Some see the world
as just black and white
as they continue
with each day and night.
Seeing the blessings
never in color
as they just look on
a little bit further.
Monochrome vision
is many sights seen
what that is better
with red, blue and green.
Times we’ve forgotten
the colorful sights
monochrome vision
lives in the nights.
Find now the colors
that once lived in you
and seek for better
with time now to view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

Mornings Like This

Mornings like this
remind me of Christmas.
That special time
of wintertime’s day.
I recognize
this wonderful morning
as that of Christmas
now on display.
Mornings like this
bring back that feeling.
That special feeling
I truly love so.
I now can feel
the chill of the morning
seeming as winter
with Christmas white snow.
Mornings like this
remind me of blessings.
Blessings from Christmas
and seasons delight.
I recognize
all of those feelings.
All of those feelings
every day and night.
Mornings like this
seem to enlighten
all of the magic
of Christmastimes day.
I can pretend now
that it is Christmas
as I imagine its
wonderful way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7, 2011

My Mothers Love

The turn of time
from mother to son
days have be seen
as time on the run.
The ticking of ages
turns oh so fast
as I remember
times from the past.
My mothers love
that guided me through
here there about
to do what I do.
The turn of time
brought me a page
set up with love
with mother on stage.
Ages are moving
a wonderful way
here now remembered
on sweet Mothers Day.
Times are concluded
as I grow old
that I remember
all I was told.
My mothers love
was kisses so sweet
as that of Heaven
that none could compete.
Time brought the moral
as essences seen
as I remember
each time in between.
Handfuls of moments
daily in stride
I carry truly
my love on inside.
My love for momma
that’s also my friend
I’ll always carry
with never an end.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7, 2011

I love you mom

This Time of Mothers Day

On this time
of Mothers Day
I find things
I wish to say.
Words so deep
as seas of green
and the thoughts
found in between.
On this time
of special view
I find words
to say to you.
Mother dearest
great design
thank you for
you all the time.
Mothers day
is found in place
of the one
that kissed my face
and the one
that kissed my knee
when I fell
in much debris.
On this time
of Mothers day
I now find
you’re far away,
but now mother
do not cry
for you’re still
my apple pie.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7, 2011

I miss you mom

for May 6, 2011

Lessons will be found
in some journeys unwanted.
Sometimes just have faith.

Windows of today
might seem a little foggy,
but they might clear up.

Searching for true love
might end in an explosion
as two hearts collide.

Left over seconds
can add up to an hour
of wasted minutes.

Hearing certain sounds
might be misinterpreted
and cause much regret.

Lining up mornings
to connect as all the same
could cause your demise.

Every time and place
has a special scene to view,
but in its own time.

Yearning for mere things
might lead you to hoarding life
without any peace.

Springtime awakens
with every minutes blossom
that comes with color.

Right nows antidote
might be of your acceptance
and letting things be.

Lying in meadows
makes the shadows as your bed
of sweet blades of grass.

With mornings glory
comes many different views
and their emotions.

Tomorrows letters
that we have written today
might need editing.

Long awaited turnstiles
will open and close with time
sometimes out of sync.

Waging war on time
might conclude your destruction.
So are you ready?

Winters minutes mile
dispersed when spring came knocking.
Winter will return.

Leaving your anger
as a mere thought while you sleep
could lead to nightmares.

New days are coming
as the old falls from our view
leaving memories.

Days are encountered
as journeys to the unknown
one step at a time.

Placing a flower
on the heart of another
could cause it to bloom.

A page that is turned
might be misread at first glance.
Take time to focus.

I hear cars moving
as the echoes of the day
traveling afar.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My new site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on UTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

Around The Corner


Hello my friends

So, what’s up doc hehehe? Nothing’s much changed
around these woods. We’re still here with our regular
every day programming hehehe. Each day seems to
be the same to me, except of course for the snow that
has finally melted away. The grass has begun to turn
green. The trees are slowly but surely coming to life.
Of course the only thing different with the evergreens
is they don’t have snow hanging in all their branches.
Yeppers, for the first time since we moved up here
we were able to see a snowless Easter hehehehehehe.
There were still a few patches of snow where the sun
didn’t shine, but for the most part it was all gone from
everywhere else that we could see. Springtime has
made it finally. I took a few pictures outside our front
door a few minutes ago and I will use them for today’s
stationary. Of course those of you receiving this via
plane Jane/text style unfortunately will not see it hehe
unless I upload it to my Facebook and you in fact have
Facebook and me as a friend on it LOL. None the
less, if you are so curious that you would like to see
the pictures anyways, then let me know and I’ll send
ya a few. I only took 10 pictures but deleted 2 of em
because they were askew a tad hehe. I can hear our
neighbors kid riding his little 4 wheeler. up and down
the road. Brings back memories of me back when I
was a kid with my mini bike. I ran the wheels off
that thing LOL. I was talking to my mom yesterday
about our ages. I told her, I don’t feel like a senior
citizen for some reason other than of course my aches
and pains. I tend to view things from a much younger
viewpoint. I’m a kid at heart. Just wish my body was
in better shape so I could do some things that I enjoy
such as hiking. I used to love heading out through
the woods to explore. Now I’m limited to the distance
I can explore hehehe. Can’t get far from a restroom,
plus my old legs and feet don’t hold out as long as
they used to. Yet I’m grateful for what I am able to
do. I have yet to of made another conga drum video,
but am planning on giving it shot today. My mother
reminded me of my dads problem with pinched nerves.
He had the very same problem with the same arm
and hand. The nerve in my neck is pinched and it
makes my hand go numb then it begins to hurt and
travel all up and down my arm throbbing. I had
thought the problem had begun in my hand, but was
wrong. Just reverse hehe. Oh well, I will attempt
to stow the pain long enough to do me a four or five
minute video. If ya see tears in my eyes hehehehehe
ya will know it’s hurting. Anyways, I’ll post the
video when I get it done and sized down for upload
up to my UTube channel. Today’s supposed to be
a high of 61F degrees. Right now it’s 55F degrees.
There’s a flood advisory for northeastern parts of
Aroostook County in Northern Maine, but we are
on high ground. Ye old snow melted making a lot
of water to have no place to go. I guess you’ve heard
of all the tornadoes that hit down south huh. Judy
and I watched on TV as they showed the destruction.
My heart and prayers goes out to all those affected.
That’s why it’s always best to be ready to go home
to Heaven. Always try to have your affairs in order
and your relationship with God intact. We never
know when that final day will come. It could be
right around the corner and look as though we have
a long way to go. Only God knows when the end
shall come. Hehehe I wrote another poem that in
a way may seem as an AA poem LOL, but it’s all
about life. Anyways, God has control and we need
to keep that in mind as we do what we do. He does
ever so often allow us to do what we will for its
the lessons that transpire. We may view a moment
of devastation as very sad, but God sees new angels
born. It’s not the end, but the beginning. We’re
here to live on this planet for just a brief. There
are lost souls left walking the Earth for God only
knows the reasons. None the less, Don’t let your
viewpoints cloud your judgment. Let God guide
you through life. Of course there will be ups and
downs. That’s life! That’s lessons! OK, so I guess
it’s time for me to take my little venture back on
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. And so
I am off to that place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I think I found a
good title. Now let’s see if I can pull a rabbit out
of the hat hehehe or write a good poem using it.
Here goes one or the other LOL or both….

Around The Corner

Face to face
a mind might see
place to place
in history.
Yet the scenes
from when and where
around the corner
might end there.
Often judgment
isn’t seen
when we’re stuck then
in between.
Life of phases
surely found
around the corner
might astound.
Let not pages
turns and twists
lead you to
an angered fist.
Around the corner
you might find
God is waiting
with your Time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1, 2011

Ok so there ya go hehe. Gidder done 🙂 I hope that
made a little sense to ya. My hand is acting up right
now so bear with me. I guess I need to be finding an
ending to all my rambling hehehe so I reckon I need
to be searching for that off switch, but not before I
tell ya what I tell ya every week and that is, I wrote
some more poems and haiku. Yeppers, I wrote 10
more poems and 22 more haiku. Nopers, I didn’t
write any Christmas poems this time either, but rest
assured I will hehehe. I simply love Christmas. We
have our year round Christmas tree still lit up and
standing in the living room LOL. It’s one of those
pre decorated fiber optic trees hehe. Judy saw that
I spent a lot of time going to look at the tree to find
some peace time to time, so she bought me this one
as a Christmas gift to keep up all year round. Love
that gal. Well I guess I need to be saying farewell
before I begin searching for that off switch, So have
a wonderful God filled week and always remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too. Now to find that
off switch. Hehehe found it hunkered down out
in the front yard searching for snow. Ain’t none
dude hehehe. Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

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

I Will Not

Today for a moment
I will not worry
about all the things
that timelessly scurry.
I will not venture
with my despair.
Just for today
I’ll kneel down in prayer.
Today is just a time
that can be found
seeking passed trouble
onto higher ground.
I will not let ones
to tear me apart
with all their anger
from ending to start.
Today for a minute
I will withstand
all of the snapping
of life’s rubber bands
and in the moments
passed thereunto
I will not let ones
mess with my view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011


Scenes discarded
day by day
often are our
own display.
Sometimes moments
found in time
are our pages
days design.
Visions seen
as dialect
could be our own
Many people
here and there
may see us as
not so fair.
We may look as
though we’re mean
in their retrospect

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Still Waters

Many rivers
lead to lakes
without any
life mistakes.
Many rivers
running free
also head on
out to sea.
Yet some rivers
only find
they’re still waters
peace of mind.
Ending as a
peaceful stream
without ripples
ever seen.
In still waters
ones might view
signs of times
in a sea of blue.
As reflections
of the day
the still waters
melt away.
Timeless minutes
can be found
when still waters
come around.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Visual Sounds

Things we see
from place to place
might just be
a moments grace.
Visual sounds
reflected views
might just be
some hidden news.
Deep within
a visual round
there might be
a hidden sound.
As a moments
visual scene
sounds might be found
in between.
In the lightning
of a storm,
thunder comes
to then conform.
Visual sounds
across the sky
make the views
of storms reply.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011


With our blessings
timeless seen
we may not know
what they mean.
You may see some
just insane
as a blessing
without gain.
Often longing
makes us view
many blessings
not so true.
Sometimes wanting
longing styles
just removes
our daily smiles.
Make your longing
that of God
what that’s good
without applaud.
Let your ego
rest today.
Make your longing
God’s Own Way.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

It Takes Two Hearts

Combined together
two shall find
maybe a little
heartfelt mind,
but some people
that we view
should not be
combined into.
It takes two hearts
made as one
to make blessings
then begun.
Two found fighting
day and night
cannot find
a peaceful sight.
It takes two hearts
bound together
to make true love
last forever.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Rhythms Of Life

Rhythms beating
heard and found
might be heartbeats
sight and sound.
Some are as
the rhythms of life
found as the echoes
of husband and wife.
Some symphonies
are found unclear
as all the rhythms
we see and hear.
The rhythms of life
might be seen
as a wanted
wishful dream.
Some so lucky
though will find
rhythms beating
mind to mind
and in those moments
of rhythms of life
there can be found
the ending of strife.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Wind in Bamboo

I hear wind chimes
sweetly singing
as they’re in
the wind just ringing.
Sticks of bamboo
connected with twine
sing me a song
of a wonderful time.
I hear the chimes
in my memories
singing the songs
there in the trees.
Hung on a branch
in our backyard
the wind in bamboo
then clangs so hard.
I hear the pitches
now so true
found in the time
of wind and bamboo.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Quiet Beauty

Sounds of silence
that we see
can be as our
quiet beauty.
Scenes so silent
in our view
might be found
as good and true.
In quiet beauty
there might grow
signs of times
filled with woe.
Sometimes beauty
isn’t good,
for it’s just
Let the silence
become clear
with quiet beauty
so sincere.
Let not beauty
be as found
without vision
only sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

Almost Daybreak

I watched the night
transpose its view
into something
so brand new.
I saw the sights
of night at end
almost daybreak
to append.
I watched closely
as time went
while night flew
so Heaven sent.
I watched the stars
as night went on
while almost daybreak
sought to dawn.
I saw the twinkling
stars in flight
while then daybreak
ended night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

for Apr 30, 2011

Some might see blessings,
but others see only bad
as they are blinded.

In a moments rush
you might miss all the good times
as they pass you by.

Springtime is displayed
as shadows of memories
as flowers blossom.

Thinking a good thought
does not mean that you are smart.
Sometimes just lucky.

Standing in the rain
will sometimes enlighten you,
but you may get wet.

Time might unleash storms
that you may not understand.
Sometime’s that is best.

Thunderstorms display
when clouds unite together
and become as one.

Wintertime is gone
leaving only shadows found
as patches of snow.

In a mere meadow
could be a heartbeat of time
hidden in a dream.

Painted are echoes
across the great dispersion
of lifetime of scenes.

With kindred spirits
comes many different views
that need to unite.

Life might seem gruesome,
but it could be just your sight
that sees it that way.

Temporal moments
connect together in time
through humanity.

Lessons have value
sometimes found as our hard knocks
we wished to avoid.

Slumbering silence
might be awakened by sounds
of a crashing car.

Searching for newness
could leave you wishing for old
to come back again.

Daybreaks encounter
brings hope for a better day,
but it needs our help.

Guarantees aren’t good
if they’re done with emptiness
without any proof.

The lines on a face
mark the minutes of a life
with smiles and frowns.

While looking upwards
you might get pooped in the face
by a passing bird.

Bringing yesterday
to today and tomorrow
needs done with lessons.

Seeing someone talk
does not mean you are to hear.
Give some privacy.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30, 2011

God bless from Bill and Judy.

Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My new site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on UTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂