Monthly Archives:March 2016


Hello my friends

I’m sitting here home alone while Judy and the
boys are over at her sisters house for Easter.  I
had another rough night and could not sleep at all,
so I had to stay home and try to get some rest.  So
here I am.  I asked Judy to try and bring me home
a doggy bag LOL.  Oh well,  I do enjoy time alone
from time to time.  I love Judy and the boys,  but
it does get a bit stressful being around each other
too much if ya know what I mean.  We all need a
little bit of alone time.  So,  what’s been going on
around the Pearce’s Place this past week?  Well,
it snowed a little bit last Monday and I took my
conga drums outside and did a little video while
the boys pranced around me in the snow,  The
boys had a blast 🙂  Benny and Rocky ran circles
around me as I played hehehe. A bit earlier I got
a video of me walking out to check the mail and
the boys watched me from our driveway,  but
on returning to the house I think that they may
have thought I was going to take them for a
walk in the field and so they headed out to the
field while looking back at me.  I walked out
a ways and then I had a thought.  I walked
back to the house to get the attachment for
my camera so I could put it on my tripod and
then I aimed it out towards the field and I
headed out to find them and try to get them to
race me home 🙂  The video came out fairly well
aside from the snow that landed on the camera
lens hehehe,  Tuesday,  Judy and I went into
town to buy some groceries and I of course
took pictures there and to as always :). I got
some nice moon shots that evening.  Thursday
I walked out to check the mail as I usually do
and Benny and Rocky watched me as they will
do when they are outside,  but on my return,
they did as they have been doing quite often
and headed out to the field.  This time I went
ALL THE WAY out with them and I got some
great shots of them running and playing 🙂
I even got a few nice scenery shots.  I thank
God for this camera.  If not for my camera
I would go crazy LOL.  I love reminiscing old
pictures of our past.  They seem to come to
life inside my mind as I flip through the many
different views and places we have visited.
Ok so what else has happened this week?
Well,  Judy and her sister Barb went way
up north of us to see their brother Ricky
and have Easter dinner with him.  Once
again I had not slept and no way I could
go.  I was so tired and dizzy that I could
barely stand up,  so I went back to bed
when they left.  Judy took a few pictures
of Ricky.  He’s looking good and he was
even smiling in some of the pictures 🙂
He’s still in the nursing home.  Not sure
of how long he will be there,  but we’re
sure he cannot function alone as he had
been.  No matter what,  God is in control.
So that’s about all from our part of the
world LOL.  Not much excitement.  Just
life from day to day.  Benny and Rocky
are as ornery as ever.  They will often
get in one of their more playful moods
and start playing chase throughout the
house.  Rocky seems to want all of the
toys to play with which leads to a full
floor of doggy toys.  When Judy or I
start picking them up and putting them
away,  Rocky will be right behind us
taking them out again LOL.  He loves the
toys, ALL OF THEM LOL.  Benny has
always played with 1 or 2,  but never
all of them.  We have 3 toy boxes filled
with doggy toys and you can bet that
Rocky will attempt to empty them out
as fast as he can hehehe.  He’ll come in
here with a toy and then leave to get
another one and then another one and
well,  you get the point 🙂  Yep,  we’ve
got some crazy boys,  but we love them.
They bring us laughter,  joy and love
each day they come in the room.  We
might get irritated with them time to
time hehehe, but we still love them 🙂
You might get mad or aggravated with
your children,  but you must always
love them,  because they are yours to
love.  We love our little boys.  I love
my daughter and granddaughter and
miss them oh so much.  Judy and I can’t
wait till they come up and visit us again.
We had the greatest Christmas ever
when they came up and spent it with us.
I almost started crying when they were
leaving,  but I didn’t want them to see me
crying,  so I held it back.  No one wants
to see a grown man cry ;),  though I have
and will again.  It’s part of my humanity.
Anyways,  I hope you can make it up
again one day soon Jamye.  Sami,  me
and you will have to do another video
together :).  I love you both oh so much.
Ok so I guess I have rambled enough
huh!  I reckon it’s time for me to begin
my search for a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So it’s away I go to
that place of my recollection I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may have stumbled on a good
title just about a 3rd of the way back
in all of my rambling hehehe.  Now to
see if I can do anything with it LOL.
Here goes……….

All Of Them

Times remembered,
times we’ve viewed.
Times we might have
All of them maybe
might just be found
with us in moments
just looking around.
For truly all of them
times that we’ve seen
can maybe one day
be found in a dream.
Our recollections
of time frames before
might now be journeys
that we so adore.
For the mere moments
might of seemed bad,
but later on then
find that you’re glad.
Lessons from leisure’s
of out on a limb
might now be blessings
within all of them.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2016

There ya go hehehe.  I had no clue of what I
was going to do with that title LOL,  but as
usual,  I just started writing and that’s what
came out of it.  Sometimes I feel a presence
looking over my shoulder and giving me a
little nudge with things to say.  It might be
my dad.  He used to always love to come in
my room and look over my shoulder as I was
writing.  If it’s not him,  then it might be my
Pawpaw or even a friend of mine that has
passed.  None the less,  I some how manage
to get the poem written in just a matter
of minutes 🙂  Let me see if I have forgotten
to tell you anything.  Hmm,  I can’t think
of anything.  It’s hard to believe that this
month is almost over.  It seems like the
older that we’ve become that time has
sped up.  A week passes by just like a
blink and being able to tell what day it
is gets harder every day.  That might be
due to both of us being retired though 🙂
Anyways,  I guess I need to tell you what
I tell you almost every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with 1 being
sort of Christmassy.  I had some time
to myself yesterday and wrote 4 more
poems,  so actually I wrote 14 this week.
Yes of course I wrote 22 haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I believe it’s time for me to
be searching for that confounded off
switch,  but not before I wish you a most
wonderful Easter and weekend or what
ever is left of it and a truly blessing filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  So now,  where is that little
varmint off switch hiding at this week?
Hmm,  it seems I can see a little bit of
movement from behind my camera in
the floor.  Yep,  it looks like he was
trying to hide and take a selfie at the
same time LOL.  Smile,  ya silly thing
cause I gotcha,  see ya zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

P.S.  My friend Robin Franks called a
minute ago to wish me Happy Easter.
God,  thank You for my friends 🙂

P.S. again hehehe
I’m also going to include a picture of Judy’s
Easter wreath in my stationery that she made
last weekend for craft night at her sisters house.
I think it came out quite nice 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Spring Begins

It waves a flag
sometimes as white
seen by day
and also night.
Spring begins
yet not yet seen
now’s nightmare
soon a dream.
Snow still falling
from the sky
as ones want
to wave goodbye.
Spring begins
with little signs
such as warmer
seasons times.
Now with each day
ones complain
how spring begins
in northern Maine.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Beside Myself

Despite my choices
time finds ways
to help me find
much better days.
Beside myself
I stand to look
often at
what I mistook.
My decisions
find my fad
often displayed
oh so bad.
Yet some moments
I foresee
are what’s learned
from history.
So those times
I seek the best
beside myself
with wondrous zest.
Not just sitting
on the shelf
feeling sad
beside myself.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Wants And Needs

With wanting ways
of greediness
it sometimes seems
we have much less.
Wants and needs
discerned arrays
are confusions
many days.
Tides of times
of other shores
sometimes turns
to old folklore’s.
Seasons journeys
window scenes
might just be
your sight that leans.
Lists of pages
wants and needs
might confuse
the moments seeds.
For our wants
that we think true
might not be
real good to do
and our needs
from day to day
are the blessings
God’s Own Way.
He allows us
turnstiles found
to take the choice
to look around.
What we’re wanting
might not shine,
for its greed
and its design.
What we’re needing
might be there
with God’s love
and answered prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Snowflakes Sailing

Winds blow profusely
as each day turns around
finding the beginnings
of a new sight and sound.
With snowflakes sailing
to another scenes floor
the stage in the distance
is changing some more.
Distant are the hillsides
with their wandering times
with snowflakes sailing
making brand new designs.
Timeless the minutes are
as Christmas bells ring
so far in the distance
for our Savior and King.
The blessings of memories
find some certain arrays
with snowflakes sailing
in magical ways.
Christmas and its wonders
are found so compelling
blessings from Jesus Christ
snowflakes sailing.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Thunder In The Night

Summers nights raindrops
come in with a roar
as thunder in the night
you feel on the floor.
The roaring of its moments
display such a scene
along with the lightning
to highlight a dream.
Thunder in the night
can become such a sound
filling ones with fear
as it’s felt all around.
The lightning in the sky
makes a beautiful array
as it sometimes lights up
the night just like day.
It’s just like fireworks
but maybe a little more
thunder in the night
with its bellowing roar.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Echoes Of Twilight

Stars in the night sky
are such a sight
scenes found exploding
echoes of twilight.
Throughout the echoes
some sounds might seem
just like a minute
or just like a dream.
Twilight shows glimmers
of words in the sky
as that of echoes
that might seem to fly.
Mind forming moments
become many smiles
echoes of twilight
that true love compiles.
A lover in the night stands
wanting and waiting
seeking through the echoes
while anticipating.
Echoes of twilight
bring forth Heavens love
blessings of starlight
from Lord God above.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Flavors Of Lies

Some lies are tasteless
and without good choice
while some are much better
to complement voice.
Flavors of lies are
often confused
when ones choose wrongly
to make ones abused.
Showing ones kindness
and not what’ that’s you
can be a lie
that is better to do,
but don’t let that lying
to become of your style
for if you do then
hate you’ll compile.
Yet don’t be hateful
with words that will hurt
saying that they’re ugly
or they look like dirt.
Help ones be better
with flavors of lies,
but don’t let them become
what all you comprise.
Learn of the difference
what all you should say,
for sometimes the truth
is the much better way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Friday’s Charm

Monday comes quickly
as time moves along
then comes the evening
with Tuesday to dawn.
Wednesday then wakes up
to bring in a lump
what that so many
call day of the hump.
Then Thursdays turnstile
opens its door
showing the minutes
of time to explore.
While evening passes
and night is consumed
the dawning of Friday
is then found attuned.
Then with the beckoning
of your alarm
soon will come Saturday
is Friday’s charm.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Lessons Of Life

Portions of oceans
of tides of our time
might seem as poems with
rhythm and rhyme.
Lessons of life
might find ways to go
without your efforts
found to and fro.
Moments might pass by
leaving a trail
lessons of life
that journeys entail.
Painted as minds eyes
time ticks along
often remembered
as some old love song.
Many times moments
will seem full of strife
when all they are is
lessons of life.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Games People Play

So many liars
and so many thieves
games people play
with webs they will weave.
Sounds of a heartbeat
earth tones explode
within a heartache
on down the road.
Games people play
will often fall prey
to that of sorrow
with colors of gray.
Players of lifestyles
often are found
playing their games like
no one’s around.
Don’t become players
of heartless emotion,
because if you do then
you’ll lose devotion.
Let God to guide you
with your everyday
and don’t get caught up
in games people play.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Sky Of Day

Sky of night
disperses stars
and the sound
of near by cars.
Then by morning
what that’s seen
is the sight of
poets dream.
Sky of day
displays the hues
colors shining
in the blues.
Clouds pass by
and paint the sky
with a shade of
where and why.
Then by evening
fades away
displaying night
no sky of day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

Glassy Eyes

Scenes of dreams
that come so clear
might induce
to see and hear.
Glassy eyes
from lack of sleep
find in dreams
what hope can keep.
Sleepless nights
that turn and twitch
becomes signs
of glassy glitch.
Things recorded
timeless views
becomes as
some nightly news.
Then within
a mornings rise
there might be
some glassy eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

This Day And Age

While many might wonder
how time went askew,
others are watching us
here thereunto.
Minutes of moments time
count now as blunder
while ones responsible
look over yonder.
The rich keep getting richer
and the poor still strive
in this day and age
to just stay alive.
So many with millions
don’t care about you
or what that they’ve doing
to create every view.
I know it’s been going on
for a long time
as decades are passed by
as rhythm and rhyme,
For this day and age is
needing to see
a leader to help us
make peace you and me.
Finding the pathways
to new days ahead
with this day and age
not so full of dread.
Look to your hearts now
and see what that’s true
a concerned leader
that cares about you.
Not just a boaster
that only shows hate,
but a true person
with love to create.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

This Is it

Time is done
then it’s gone
as each day
from dusk to dawn.
This is it
time to change
sometimes found
a little strange.
Pointless words
actions too
become seen
what’s me and you.
This is it
we have today
minutes ticking
swish and sway.
Lose the doubt
and find within
better ways
to then begin.
This is it
as time ticks on
do your best
before it’s gone.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

Mar 24,  2016

Life as a flower
is a bloom waiting springtime
suffering winter.

Looking through windows
the outside might look pretty,
but it’s illusion.

Bewildered moments
come as elusive daydreams
that somehow come true.

Counting your blessings
might find you out of numbers
counted correctly.

Sad has a viewpoint
that many can see clearly,
but not understand.

The semblance of love
can often be emotions
lost in perception.

Countless are the stars
that shine so very brightly
guiding ships at sea.

Snowy hills we see
can become children’s stories
read to them at night.

Truth of a storm cloud
can hide emotional actions
of snowflakes and rain.

Consumed by fire
a person might lose themselves
and need extinguished.

Necessity of life
which is often misconceived
is often just greed.

Graven images
find ways inside our lifestyles
as our memories.

A caterpillar
dreams of a butterfly’s life
and then becomes one.

Gestures of a hand
can direct an orchestra
or swat down a fly.

Answers to questions
often lead to more questions
without good answers.

Scenes of a campfire
hold the sight of the campers
found within the flames.

Looking for a breath
you might find it in a breeze
as it blows on through.

Shadows of true life
can become a mere nightmare
within the wrong light.

Sounds of falling trees
are echoes in a forest
depleting our air.

Weathering problems
can become lessons to learn,
but only if learned.

Views of a minute
can become lesser or more
discerned by others.

Information road
might have a few snags in it
that were not informed.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

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Hello my friends

Well it’s that time once again that I usually begin
rambling incessantly and so I guess I’ll not change
that course of action LOL.  I hope life is treating
you well.  Judy and I are hanging in there as the
weather goes back and forth with its indecision’s
of what to do.  Today’s supposed to be the first
day of spring right.  Tomorrow we’re expecting
3-5 inches of snow and 16 F degrees by morning
and a high of 31 F degrees for the day. There’s
supposed to be more snow to come Tuesday eve
and Wednesday morning then snow for Thursday
and Friday.  That goes on through the weekend.
So you see,  it’s not looking much like spring up
here which is fairly normal for us.  Yeppers it’s
still white outside.  Me and the boys took a little
walk in the field the other day.  OK, I took a walk.
They took a run.  Hard to run in this stuff with my
feet often breaking through the ice and sinking
in the snow below it.  We did have a good time.
I got a lot of pictures and videos of them and
I even did a video of me with the boys.  I had to
bring my tripod outside to do that LOL,  but
then some of those pictures were in last weeks
stationery journal.  I did though get a few nice
pictures of me and the boys while we were in
the car waiting for Judy.  She had a doctors
appointment and me and the boys waited in the
car for her.  We had a little selfy time hehehe.
It’s kind of chilly today,  but not too bad.  It’s
only 31 F degrees.  That in my book is fairly
warm compared to what it could be hehehe.
Rocky’s lying in the floor right behind me and
Benny is in the living room more than likely
lying in his favorite recliner standing guard 🙂
Yep,  he’s our little watch dog.  He might be
just a tad overly active watch dog,  but none
the less he likes to keep us informed about
anything he might think we need to know LOL.
When Rocky hears him bark,  he heads off
running to see if he needs his help hehehe 🙂
Ok,  so what else is going on at the Peace’s
Place?  Well,  Judy went over to her sister’s
house last night for their craft night.  All of
the sisters or should I say most of them go
as well as the daughters and each month they
pick a craft for them all to do and they spend
hours in their creativity.  Last nights craft was
a wreath.  Judy took pictures of everyone’s
wreath and I might be a tad prejudice,  but
I think Judy’s is the best hehehe.  It came out
quite nice.  I’ll add it into my stationery for
all of you that are getting that style of email
from me.  Of course all of you that are on web
mail or receiving plain text version,  you will
have to ask me to send a picture or better yet,
sign up to Facebook and add me and also Judy
as friends.  Then, you’ll be able look at all of
the pictures that we have uploaded hehehe.
Just add me using my email address and then
when I’m your friend you can find Judy in
my profile as wife and click on her to add
her.  So,  what else is there to tell ya?????
Well,  my collar bone is hurting really bad.
I think my old joints are wearing out.  Judy
thinks the ball socket might be worn and it’s
making it real hard to move and painful at
all times.  But,  I guess that’s the price for
all of my falling on the ice hehehe.  I reckon
that all of my falls have damaged my joints
quite a bit.  LOL that’s why I am never too
excited to hear that FALL is coming hehehe.
Yes I love autumn,  but not FALL 🙂  You get
my drift?  I love snow,  but not when it melts
and refreezes turning into that old slippery
sliding ice. I do have cleats that attach to
the soles of my shoes,  but I often forget to
put them on my shoes and I can’t just leave
them attached,  because I can’t wear the
cleats in the house.  Plus they would begin
to be stretched out to where they wouldn’t
stay attached and they would fall off at the
most un apropos times LOL.  I have had
that happen and that is why when I bought
some new cleats I make a point to remove
them from my shoes when I come inside or
take my shoes off.  Though these are a bit
more of a higher quality than the others,
but none the less,  they’ll still stretch out.
I’ve just about ran out of things to ramble
about hehehe.  Don’t that just put tingles
in your grinner 🙂  Yep,  the Peace’s Place
is still hanging in there as life throws its
many curve balls at us.  We have our share
of problems,  but with the Grace of God we
are surviving.  His blessings are all around
us.  We might not see them,  but they are
there.  Be thankful for the blessings that
you know not of.  In later dates you might
then see the blessings that were with you
in the past.  Many times it’s all about the
timing and our perception.  Most of the
time we will only see the obvious and not
see what’s hidden in a moment.  Let God
shine in your life with blessings that you
will maybe never ever see,  but as others
look at you they’ll see them clearly.  Be
always grateful for God’s miracles that
are at work beyond what we understand.
Now I believe it’s time for me to be taking
my little journey back through all that I’ve
written here to see if I can find me a good
word or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So it’s away
I go to that place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I spied a title just a little ways back
in my writing that will work well for a title.
Now to see if I can do anything with it 🙂
Here’s goes,  again hehehehehehehehe.

None The Less

Beyond our actions
thoughts acquire,
none the less
might build a fire.
Thinking truly
too much gain,
might just make
you go insane.
None the less
what is not thought
might just find
you hurt a lot.
The waging game
from here to there
is sometimes best
when it’s done fair.
Not predicting
how ones fall
when you cheat
to win it all.
For you might just
find the best
when you’re honest
none the less.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 20,  2016

There ya go.  I hope that makes a little bit of
sense to ya.  If not,  then maybe next week 🙂
It’s 6:11 PM now and 30 F degrees.  That’s
not too bad still.  I’m guessing that the boys
will want to go out and play in the snow agin
this week while it’s snowing.  I think we have
2 snow dogs here hehehe.  Dear Milo wasn’t
too hip with the snow,  but he would go out
with Benny for a while and play with him when
he was in better health.  I’m guessing that he
is at Rainbow Bridge enjoying the sunshine
while he waits for us to join him and prance
on over to Heaven together.  Who knows
maybe even Pepper is waiting for us and has
met Milo as they now play together.  Yes I
still think of my friend that I had when I was
a kid.  She was a great dog/girl and friend.
In any case,  the day we all are joined once
again and never to be separated again will
be the greatest.  Well,  Rocky is still right
behind me in the floor asleep.  I’ve heard
our little guard dog barking ever so often
and Rocky has gone to check on him,  but
as it turns out,  Benny was maybe barking
at the ghost of Milo or something hehehehe.
Milo’s spirit is always with us.  So I reckon
it’s time for me to tell you what I tell you
almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers, 10
more poems,  but with 1 sort of Christmassy.
Also once again I wrote 22 haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
So,  now I believe it’s time for me to be
searching for that darned old off switch
that is really poor at the game of hide and
seek hehehe,  but not before I wish you
a most wonderful weekend and 1st day
of spring or what ever’s left of it and a
most blessed week.  Remember,  Jesus
loves you and we do too.  Now to find
Mr. Off Switch.  Where oh where can
he be hiding,  can he be hiding in my
clear sight?  No I believe he put some
effort in his hiding this week hehehehe.
No logic in it, but effort,  yes effort LOL.
I bet it took a while for you to climb up
to the top of the ceiling so to hide in this
cheap old chandelier hehehehe.  I just
happened to stretch and look up and
there ya were,  hanging onto the light
bulb.  Gotcha,  see ya Click zzzzzzzz.
Now let’s see ya get down hehehehehe.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Making Today

While now might seem sad,
it can change oh so true
with a little bit of effort
from what all you do.
The patterns that we’ve started
can become as our past,
while the future’s creating
a new days contrast.
Turning all the bad times
into some better times
is often by perception
of our lemons and limes.
A forest of solitude
can become well applied
if you let God to help you
find peace from inside.
Right now is a moment
that can change in a way
with a little bit of effort
while making today.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2016


Splattered details
on our windows
sometimes seem as
Shattered  places
we remember
might still burn as
brightest ember.
Shattered moments
that hurt bad
can be blessings
that we’ve had.
For each shattered
timeless way
turns to lessons
a later day.
So be thankful
for what splattered
for God strengthens
all that shattered.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2016

Icy Flavors

Oceans billows
snowy scenes
with some blues
and with some greens.
As reflections
far and wide
icy flavors
Painted hillsides
say hello,
icy flavors
seem to grow.
Snowflake morsels
fall so free
icy flavors
that I see.
Then they’re landing
is so right
icy flavors
painted white.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

To Deceive

If you only
seek to gain
what that others
do attain,
then you lose
yourself in time
seeking for the
wrong design.
To deceive
and not say true
what there is
in what you do,
then you’ll find
that they may learn
and that friendship
might adjourn.
If you practice
to deceive
then you’ll watch
your friends to leave.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

Minutes Well Counted

Lines on a persons face
discern of some scenes
minutes well counted
of the greatest cuisines.
Seeming as paintings
with days found to see
minutes well counted
on you and on me.
Time becomes an artist
that paints oh so fine
minutes well counted
of our time after time.
When lost in a mirror
your eyes might discern
minutes well counted
from all you did learn.
The days and years display
each smile and each frown
minutes well counted
that we’ve been around.
Portions of turnstiles
will open and close
minutes well counted
the choices we chose.
So as each day passes
just know God is there
minutes well counted
that might not seem fair,
but as every moment
and line on your face
minutes well counted
are filled with God’s grace.
You might not be aware
of the scenes that shine
minutes well counted
of God’s Own design.
Yet but a moments time
you might one day see
minutes well counted
to wondrous degree.
So when you are weary
and filled full of fear
minutes well counted
might one day appear.
God with His blessings
will show you so true
minutes well counted
that lived within you.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016


Sometimes perception
is not all that great,
for what we’re seeing
is early or late.
Perceptive people
will often surmise
what they are seeing
as moments disguise.
Yet many people
are not what they seem,
so our perceptiveness
might be a dream.
Life in a minutes time
can become clouded
with those perceptive
a little bit shrouded.
For as time passes
the truth might reveal
what that perceptiveness
did not see real.
Those of a moments time
might then display
to those so perceptive
a much different way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

Time In A Bottle

Wintertime’s Christmas
is counted and gained
with all the blessings
that we have attained.
Christmastimes journeys
that our minds may take
often are snow filled
with snowmen to make.
Time in a bottle
with Santa to fly
reindeer and sleighbells
so high in the sky.
Christmas Eve’s  pathway
is words in a book
children to dream of
and then have a look.
Time in a bottle
with Christmas to find
displays the journey,
that wonderful time.
Pages then fluttered
as children read on
time in a bottle
from Eve until dawn.
They might fall asleep
while waiting that night,
but time in a bottle
shows Christmas delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

Portions Of Plenty

The needs of our greed
are often fulfilled
maybe not what with
our hopes have instilled.
Portions of plenty
might not seem enough,
but often it’s what all
we need to get tough.
Sometimes our wanting
is not found so real,
while what we are needing
is what we can feel.
Yet then so often
the needs God provide
will seem as so wrong
when our greed is applied.
Portions of plenty
are poured out each day,
but often it’s us just
looking away.
So many people
could help those in need
with God given blessings
to plant them a seed.
Portions of plenty
are provided to share,
so why not do more then
than just give a prayer.
If you are able
to help ones so empty
share of your wealth then
portions of plenty.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

Northern Lights

My heart skips a beat
as I dream of the sights
scenes to encounter
as those northern lights.
The mesmerizing beauty
with lights all aglow
is found as I dream of
that northern hello.
Often I go outside
to search through the skies,
but trees in the distance
are all that will rise.
For now mere photographs
only show true
the northern lights of
bright green and blue.
Maybe some red then
to shine in the nights,
for this is what I dream of
those great northern lights.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

This Room Of Dreams

While minutes tick onwards
and time moves along
this room of dreams is
filled full of song.
Singing of memories
that live in the walls
bouncing around
like little rubber balls.
This room of memories
shares every time
a portion of blessings
that I use as rhyme.
Portions of mishap
and portions of smile
this room of dreams
goes many a mile.
Carrying pathways
of passed days to now
this room of dreams
might surely say wow.
Dormant the moments
is what timeless seems,
but alive it becomes
in this room of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

for Mar 19,  2016

A day of springtime
can be found within winter
if you look closely.

The life of a rose
finds its beauty well hidden
through scenes of winter.

Dusk brings us nighttime
with stars that dance in the sky
and a moon so bright.

Lessons from a mouse
teach to be very careful
not to spring the trap.

Having a flower
does not guarantee its bloom,
for it needs much love.

A patient person
will acquire many lessons
from ones impatience.

The door that squeaks most
will so often get the oil,
but in a rough way.

Various turnstiles
might seem to be locked tightly.
You just need the key.

The portrait of man
is that of an imagery
that many can be.

Guiding lights of night
will often be lightning bugs
fluttering about.

A simple twinkle
from a star within nighttime
can induce passion.

The hereafter life
holds a place known as Heaven
that is eternity.

Anchoring yourself
to the troubles of your past
will prevent your growth.

Trials of a tree
are as branches in snowstorms
awaiting for spring.

Shadows of a leaf
will flutter just like a ghost
and then fade from sight.

Answers to a flame
are as embers in a dream
sought to burn again.

Decisive people
might overlook the best thing,
being too picky.

Glimmers of hopeful
live in the eyes of many,
that some never thought.

The hard times of youth
tend to hide all the lessons,
until we are grown.

Gradient hillsides
can become too steep to walk
and cause us to climb.

The strength of true love
is unmatchable to hate,
for love conquers all.

Looking to the stars
you might find many answers
within your own eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2016

My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
They can also be found at Amazon
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

It’s a new day and a hour ahead of what it was
yesterday.  Yep,  if ya didn’t move your clocks
ahead an hour last night then I reckon that you
were late to everything today.  The weather up
this way has been on a warmish side and by the
look of my weather program it looks like we’ll
be in the mid 30’s to the lower 40’s this week as
well.  Of course there will be a few days that are
a slight colder and of course the nights still in
the below freezing temperature range,  but not
in the subzero.  By morning it’s supposed to be
18 F degrees.  Judy and I are doing well as are
the boys.  Benny and Rocky are as ornery as
ever.  Right now they’re sleeping in the floor
behind Judy and I.  It’s looking like we might
see spring a little earlier this year.  Of course
what we call spring,  there may still be some
snow on the ground,  but spring none the less 🙂
Right now it’s 36 F degrees at 6:44 PM and it
seems that the temperature has already begun
dropping.  There’s not been much going on at
the Pearce’s Place this passed week.  Nope,  it
has been fairly peaceful aside from our 2 boys
running around the house playing chase,  not to
mention barking at any noise they hear outside
that they think might concern us LOL.  That’s
mostly Benny.  Rocky will head off running to
where Benny is thinking that Benny is on to
something hehehe.  Most of the time though,
we think Benny is barking at ghosts namely
the ghost of Milo hehehe.  He seems to always
be looking up at Milo’s ashes for some reason
or another LOL.  Though sometimes he will
be looking at the front door and the only way
to get him to quit barking is to open it and
show him that nobody is there.  Then Benny
will make a mad dash in here while always
looking back to see if I’m behind him hehehe.
Yep,  this place has gone to the dogs and even
the ghost dogs it looks like LOL.  We can still
feel the presence of Milo from time to time 🙂
OK next topic.  Judy went to see her mom the
other day.  She is in a nursing home.  I think
they are planning on keeping her for a few
more weeks.  Actually I hope and pray that
they will one day soon admit her permanently.
She would be much better off.  Judy’s sister
and her hubby have been taking care of her
and it’s turned into more than they bargained
for.  Dennis and Trudy can’t go anywhere
together,  because they can’t leave her there
by herself.  She can’t walk and she’s blind.
Judy has gone from time to time to watch her
so that they can get out of the house together,
but that still doesn’t work too well,  being
I’m sure they would love to have more than
a few hours alone together.  So please keep
them in your prayers.  Our home will not
suffice a wheelchair or anything.  It’s kind
of small.  So OK,  next topic.  Monday of
last week we got a bit of snow and me and
the boys went out and played in it for a bit.
I even took a few videos of us.  The snow
is gradually melting due to the warm temps,
but there’s still some out there.  It might be
frozen solid,  but none the less still white 🙂
I got a couple of great videos of me and the
boys,  but one ended up with snow on the
lens.  You could still see the boys,  but it
was snowing so much that I couldn’t keep
the camera lens cleared LOL. I also took
a few pictures of them and some of me. We
had a great time playing together 🙂  I think
they had a better time than me though LOL.
I took my tripod outside and got a video of
us together.  Benny and Rocky were so
excited they could hardly contain their
enthusiasm.  Yes sir,  it looks like Benny
has a snow buddy to play with.  Though
I think they might both be a bit saddened
when the snow is all melted away hehehe.
I also love the snow.  I hate the aftereffects
of it,  because then it melts and re freezes
turning into that deadly slippery stuff
called ICE.  I do have cleats that attach
to the soles of my shoes,  but sometimes
I forget to attach them hehehe.  It looks
like the temperature has dropped a bit
since I began writing.  Now at 7:33 PM
it’s 32 F degrees.  I thank God for all of
the blessings that He has given Judy and
I.  My daughter and granddaughter that
were able to come up and spend Christmas
with us last year and our little boys Benny
and Rocky,  not to forget Milo that is still
with us in spirit.  I am hoping my daughter
can come up again soon.  LOL she said
she loved the snow and white Christmas
and all,  but the travel at that time of the
year was totally crazy.  She said she
might come up in the summer the next
time hehehe.  I love you Jamye and Sami.
Judy loves you too.  Last Christmas was
the best.  We will always treasure those
moments and relive them through the
many pictures and videos that we took.
Thank You God for all of the miracles
that You have placed into our lives and
thank You for all that You do for us each
day.  Now I guess it’s time for me to be
taking my little journey back through all
that I’ve written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use for
the title for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I might
of stumbled on a decent title just a few
lines back.  Now let’s see if I can write
anything that makes any sense using it.
Here goes nothing!!!!!!

With Us In Spirit

The hearts of our loved ones
each day that’s within it
that have gone on Heavenward
are with us in spirit.
Time is but a fraction
of lives that we live
for with us in spirit
are angels to give.
Passed lives to present times
begin such a quest
to that great and special place
so Heavenly best.
Portions of our memories
might still recall wonders
things that we lived through
the good and the blunders.
Yet,  with us in spirit
our loved ones that passed,
are watching over you and I
as shadows to cast.
So don’t let your heart to
be torn apart,
for with us in spirit
are loved ones at heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2016

There ya go.  I hope that made a least a little
sense to ya.  Also I hope my rambling didn’t
bore ya to death hehehe.  Yes I know I tend
to drift from 1 topic to the next without much
warning,  but hey,  that’s me hehehe.  Benny
has woken up and headed for the living room
I’m assuming to protect us or maybe just to
visit with Milo 🙂  It’s 8:00 PM now and I’m
getting hungry,  so I better hurry and finish
this so I can fix us something to eat.  I think
all of the leftovers are gone hehehe.  So Hmm,
is there anything I have forgotten to mention?
Oops,  it looks like our little boys have gotten
their second wind.  They’re right behind us
playing and now it looks like they’re wanting
treats hehehe.  Nope,  not now,  maybe in a
bit.  Judy just filled my glass with some more
orange juice.  I’ve gotten on an orange juice
binge hehehe.  Nothing ever stays with me
for any amount of time no matter what I
eat or drink,  but at least orange juice will
give me a little vitamin C that I need LOL.
My bro Mark Green is still needing your
prayers.  They’re going to have to do some
heart surgery on him,  but I have faith that
it will all be OK.  Me and him go way back
to the 1st grade in Oak Ciff.  So,  I guess
that’s about all I have for ya.  Now I think
I need to tell you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems
with 1 of them being sort of Christmassy.
I also wrote 22 more haiku or senryu for
all of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope I
wrote something that you like.  Now I
believe it’s time for me to begin my search
for that not so freaking elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a most joyful
weekend or whatever’s left of it and a
truly blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  OK now,
it’s time for me to try and find that ornery
off switch.  Hmm,  searching around the
room,  why I have no clue,  being that
the numskull has chosen once again to
hide behind my ADVAIR LOL.  You’ve
had all week to look for a place to hide,
for that matter a few years,  but you
still insist on hiding right in front of me.
Oh well 🙂 Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

P.S. I am including a poem that I wrote
when I was 8 years old LOL.  It’s not great,
but it’s sort of cute hehehe

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+1 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Me in the 3rd grade
I’m not sure about some of the
wording,  but hey,  I was only
maybe 8 years old

A big alarm clock
for little boy blue
Write on it from Santa
my boy just for you
They may have a few toys,
but don’t have a bin.
A book and a ball
a top that will spin.
A soldiers cap for the
pipers son
you know last year
you brought him a drum
and twas rub-a-dub
till I thought I should fly.
So bring quiet presents
dear Santa goodbye

©By Bill Pearce

Scenes We See

The scenes we see
as time goes by
can become dreams
when life is dry.
Past to present
can make a road
that’s often found
with a heavy load.
Scenes recorded
within our brains
might seem as
some choo-choo trains.
Each with cars
connecting times
to scenic places
moments minds.
The scenes we see
might then become
minutes passing
a beating drum.
With but only
a moments time
is of the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Dawning Of Sunny Days

Amidst the dawning of sunny days
the sky is filled with sound.
Places are featured here and there
as the world goes around.
Magical moments come to life
as ticking time makes way,
while the tides of ocean scenes
display each night and day.
With but only a mere memory
the world can come alive
with daily windows found so clear
and often opened wide.
Scenes of wonder might become
a magical place with peace
amidst the dawning of sunny days
with Heaven’s great release.
Though some clouds might form above,
a sunny day is near
to bring to life a hopeful day
through Jesus love sincere.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Distant Phases

Ages Stages set in place
will find their own accord
distant phases ships a sailing
lives to climb aboard.
Mornings dawning comes to be
with distant phases scene
sometimes as a destination
maybe in-between.
Here to there and in and out
our pathways move on by
distant phases seeming sometimes
that they start to fly.
Oceans motions wave hello
as each day comes in stride
with the distant phases found
within an oceans tide.
Time becomes a book with words
that readers find so great
distant phases found within
another time and date.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Windows And Doors

The sights and sounds of then and there
might turn into a page
written by someone in another time
to put them all on stage.
Formed by minutes and hours too
the sights and sounds might be
windows and doors of moments time
within our history.
Those lines on faces mark a place
that some don’t recognize
until the years have found a way
to show in their own eyes.
Windows and doors will open wide
with good and bad alike
as we walk or run through time
to race a motorbike.
That motorbike might be just something
that you’ve sought to find,
but found your efforts oh so weak
within that point and time.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Lost Your Grip

When tiredness causes
you to fall
and life just seems
to stand too tall
you need to take
a little time
to find some rest
within your mind.
Maybe something
rocks your boat
and causes it
to cease to float.
It might be due
to weariness
you lost your grip
and need to rest.
Seek Lord Jesus
when you slip
or simply when you’ve
lost your grip.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

A Rainbow Mind

As clouds come with raindrops
and form up above
an ocean of blessings is
filled full of love.
Maybe in the moments time
you might not see
a colorful rainbow with
time to agree.
A rainbow mind needs time
to become well fed
as growth shows the pathways
of new life ahead.
Seen through a bumpy road
clouds might appear
as raindrops of problems
from your yesteryear.
Morning gives a dawning of
new sights to find
allowing your troubles
to find a rainbow mind
Learning to let go of
the hurtful arrays
with a rainbow mind of
sought better days.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Scenes Of Wonder

Snow in a distant scene
seems Heaven sent
those scenes of wonder
with Christmas intent.
White fluffy snow found
in every sight,
those scenes of wonder
found to delight.
Heavenly snowflakes
here,  there and yonder
are oh so Christmassy
in scenes of wonder.
Blessings so Heavenly
sparkle and shine
as Christmas lights twinkle
with each found design.
So much to marvel at,
blessings appear
in scenes of wonder of
Christmas each year.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Before You Leave

We need each other
though most don’t agree
and so there is hatred
everywhere I see.
Don’t let someone’s hatred
to be all you find.
Look for some peaceful
in a prayerful type mind.
Don’t let your fighting
to go on through night,
for you might be wrong
when you think you are right.
Even if you did not
start what’s absurd
make peace my friend now
with a prayerful word.
Find peace and love
that God gave to you
and then before you leave
give it free and true.
Yet often leaving
is not what should be,
for a minute that’s passed
is just history.
Learn some forgiveness
through all that you weave
and make sure it’s right,
the time before you leave.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

February Mind

January sunshine
is so faintly found
as there are clouds
with snow on the ground.
Time is a doorway
to open with glee
with a February mind
and new thing to see.
March then becomes
that spring dance to find,
yet I’m still stuck
with my February mind.
Even through the windows
I find the same thing
a February mind
that should be of spring.
Patterns are changing
as each day prevails
with my February mind
and all the details.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

Threads Of A Needle

Winding around fabrics of time
our lives might fall prey
to the threads of a needle
in an alarming array.
Turnstiles of a journeyman
making ends meet
are the patterns of a moment
that lifetimes accrete.
The threads of a needle
we often will mull,
finding through a time frame
that our needle’s dull.
A persons own storyboard
might not attain
the threads of a needle
that leads them to fame.
Our threads that we’ve woven
can one day change shape
as the needle is bent then
for you to escape.
The threads of a needle
might change up the style
that once was depression
to a God given smile.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

for Mar 12,  2016

Beginnings begin
whether we like it or not,
so just do your best.

Lifestyles of some
might inflict pain on others
and not be aware.

Lost in perception
one might seem as a mere weed,
but be a flower.

As the sky changes
it gives us variations
of daytime to night.

Storms might seem brutal,
but they have a need in life
just as a flower.

Short-winded people
might fall way behind the rest,
but one day get there.

Lost in a labyrinth
the one that does not give up
will find his way out.

Molecules of air
are what that we cannot see,
but they are still there.

As the wind will blow
it often makes a pathway
that our eyes can see.

Beyond tomorrow
holds more than we can surmise,
for tomorrow’s guessed.

Believing in self
is a perplexing issue
found in a doubter.

Without a breath
our stride has no foundation,
for life can’t exist.

Many think nowhere
is no place with a meaning,
but it has purpose.

March winds blow briskly
as the clouds overhead drift by
from day unto night.

An echo of life
might be perceived as patterns,
but echoes will change.

Losing a loved one
causes many much sadness,
but Heaven is love.

Life in the fast lane
will surely wear down our hearts
and shorten our lives.

Time in a bubble
prevents learning anything
other than to breathe.

In the winds of change
lives the past and the present,
seeking the future.

Gridlock of journeys
can flow freely once again
with the help of God.

Having a handful
will sometimes seem as too much,
but be what you need.

Flowers are blessings
often in the form of weeds
to beautify life.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2016

My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
They can also be found at Amazon
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

It’s been a nice start to March. The weather
hasn’t been too bad. We’ve had a few days of
subzero temperatures, but not too many. The
weather seems to be warming up a bit. Right
now it’s 33 F degrees at 3:44 PM. Tonight’s
low is supposed to be 13 F and by the looks of
my weather program, we might be in the mid
to lower 40’s for most of the weeks aside from
the nights of course which will be a tad colder.
It looks like we might get some snow Monday,
but not much. We’ve still got a bit, but most
has turned into a white sheet of ice. This has
been one of the strangest winters we have had
since we moved up here December of 2007 🙂
Every other year we would be having massive
snows and blizzards at this time of year with
much of the same through February which we
were spared this year. I hope this isn’t a sign
of horrendous winters to come, like the calm
before the storm. I don’t mind the snow, but
it’s the ice that I have trouble dealing with if
you know what I mean. I tend to slip and slide
on the ice. Yes I have cleats, but sometimes
I forget to put them on LOL. They’re the type
that you strap to the bottom of your shoes 🙂
Anyways, being equipped with a snow blower
and our landlord plowing our driveway, we
can handle the snow. A truck came the other
day and put dirt on our driveway to help melt
the ice. So, that’s about all on that subject.
Benny and Rocky are doing fine. They are
in the bedroom with Judy right now. Judy’s
gone and laid back down. The boys are in
there lying with her. Judy had to take some
Benadryl and it started making her drowsy.
I took some a bit ago, but they don’t make
me drowsy. They just mess with my eyes of
which at the moment I am having trouble a
little bit, but I can type pretty well without
having to see the keys and being that most of
the letters are worn off of my keyboard that’s
a good thing. But I still have to be able to
see the monitor to see if I made a mistake
and that is presenting a problem. Oh well,
I’ll write as much as I can and then maybe in
a bit stop for a while to allow my eyesight to
become less blurry hehehe. So until it gets
too hard to see, I’ll keep on keepen on LOL.
It’s 35 F degrees now at 4:42 PM. It should
start to cooling down now. So, what else is
going on in this place? Well, not much of
anything. Judy has been doing final editing
on her new book and she has sent the final
copy to the editors to be corrected and then
sent to print. The cover of the book looks
awesome. I can’t wait to see it in its final
form. We’re hoping it gets made into a
movie. It’s being sent to Hollywood when
they’re done printing. We’re trying not to
get our hopes up being we know that tons
of manuscripts are sent to them and many
are turned down. Anyways, we’re praying.
Her book will be rated R being there are
a few delicate scenes, but the storyline is
great. Anyways, when the book is finally
ready for purchasing, I’ll tell you and I’ll
put a link to buy it at the end of the journal
just as I have for her other 2 books. OK,
so what else is there? Well, I can hear
some snoring coming from the bedroom 🙂
I just went to get me a soda water and
both of the boys are lying on the bed with
Judy hehehe. They both watched me as
I went through to the kitchen and then
as I walked back in here they didn’t even
budge from their spots on the bed hehehe.
Rocky of course is sleeping in my spot
with his head on my pillow, but Benny is
at the foot of the bed where he is most of
the time when we allow them on the bed.
Of course they don’t sleep with us when
we’re trying to actually sleep. They have
their own beds in the floor beside our bed.
We don’t mind them coming up with us if
we’re just going to watch TV. Yep, this
house has gone to the dogs LOL. I’ve
taken quite a few pictures this week and
I’m sure many of them will end up in my
stationery hehehe. Judy and I had to go
to town a couple of times this passed week
and I took loads of pictures of the changes
in the scenery. It seems that spring is on
its way, but it still has a few obstacles to
overcome such as the bouncing around
from above freezing to below. It’s gotten
a bit colder in the last few minutes. Now
it’s back to 33 F and still going down 🙂
So the flowers won’t begin blooming for
a while I reckon. The grass may give a
shot at growing in a week or so if the
weather’s permitting. It seems that the
Pearce’s Place is still kicking with life.
Right now I’m munching on Cheeto’s
or Cheese Puffs if you will hehehehehe.
The cheap version of Cheeto’s. They
taste just as good to me 🙂 It looks like
God is still watching over us. Thank
Jesus for forgiveness, for it is through
Him that we can get to Heaven. Not
one of us is without sin and so we are in
need of the blood of Christ to cleanse
our path to Heaven. Though here in
the path of humanity, we must still
answer to our many sins and mistakes.
So, have faith in God and all will be
well in the end. Yet what we do at
this moment can determine how much
Hell we must journey through, so try
to make the best choices you can, for
you will have to answer to them one
way or another. Now I believe it’s
time for me to be taking my little trip
back through all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a good word
or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem. So, it’s
away I go like Underdog 🙂 to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE
and see what I can find. Hmmm it
seems I may have stumbled upon a
decent title just a little ways back.
Now let’s see what I can do with it.
Here goes……………nothing maybe 🙂

Still Watching

When trouble finds you
and you are alone
God is still watching
from His mighty throne.
Time might seem burdening
as you kneel and pray,
but God is still watching
to help you each day.
Often the minutes seen
might seem too rough,
but God is still watching
to just give enough.
Even when the darkness
seems with much fear
God is still watching
with true love sincere.
So when you are frightened
and feel you will fall
remember God’s still watching
over us one and all.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 6, 2016

I hope you enjoyed my rambling and maybe
even the poem. Hopefully you understood it.
I will wonder time to time whether or not any
of what I say is understood hehehe. It don’t
matter I reckon, being I’m also writing to
myself hehehe. So it looks like darkness is
upon us as the sun has distanced itself from
us to brighten up another part of the world.
Yep, it’s getting colder. Now it’s 27 F and
still dropping hehehe. Ok, I need to see if
there is anything that I have forgotten to tell
you. OH yea, Judy’s mom is not doing well.
She’s been sent to the nursing home for a
bit, but will not be able to stay long because
her insurance will only cover a few weeks,
but hopefully if it gets too bad, they will
reevaluate. Judy’s brother Ricky is doing
well. He’s still in the nursing home and
might remain there unless things change.
No matter what, God always has the
reins, so it will all work out in the end.
Ok so I guess I need to tell you what I
tell you almost every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yep, I wrote 10 more poems, but this
time I kind of went overboard and wrote
5 extra poems. 2 of the 15 poems are
sort of Christmassy. I also once again
wrote 22 haiku for all the haiku lovers
out there. I hope you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like. So now it’s
time for me to begin searching for that
old ornery off switch, but not before I
wish you a wonderful weekend or what
that’s left of it and a truly blessings filled
week. Remember, Jesus loves you and
we do too. Now to find that off switch.
Hmmm, searching, hmmmm, I think
I spy with my one good eye something
moving underneath my Vision Care bill
and lo and behold there you are. LOL.
If you could just manage to stay still
for more than a second, it might not
be so easy to find ya. Yes I’ll pay the
bill tonight. LOL back off. Oh yea,
Got ya, see ya zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill, Judy, Benny, Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

P.S. One of the poems is to my Judy 🙂
titled (In The Night)

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Faraway Friends

Words that are spoken
from faraway friends
are as the magic that
timeless transcends.
Sought as a moments time
words that are spoken
friendship is gained
as a wonderful token.
They might be in Ghana
or some other place,
but faraway friends
are there to embrace.
Scented as echoes
from times that are found,
our faraway friends
will often astound.
The minutes tick onwards
as heartbeats are gained
while faraway friends
are surely attained.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 29, 2016

In The Night

Thoughts of love
transcend each day
as night comes close
with its array.
Then the thoughts
come into sight
of this one
with love so right.
Love is found
as two are seen
in the night
within a dream.
Then the hours
passing through
in the night
are found with two.
Time has come
and time has gone
as the time
moves on and on.
You and I
with love so right
found each day
and in the night.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

To Judy Ann Pearce
From William Earl Pearce II

A Minutes Gain

Footsteps of thresholds
will often be found
as many shadows
we see all around.
Time becomes patterns
that we focus on
as a minutes gain
that just might be wrong.
Procuring lessons
that should not be seen
might in time turn to
a horrific dream.
A minutes gain
from a liars detail
will surely in the end
find you within Hell.
Time can turn friendless
if all you attain
is greed of another
that’s in a minutes gain.
For as the pages
of life are turned true
a minutes gain will
show what that’s you.
Then ones will notice
those ways of your life
and a minutes gain
will cut like a knife.
Leaving you empty
for all you’ve procured,
for a minutes gain
was Hell found allured.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Now And Agin

Life has many scenes
as footsteps are made
with now and agin
and how they’re inlaid.
People with differences
found here and there
as now and agin
with some unaware.
Many will continue
their on troubled course
with now and agin
their hard driven force.
With some situations
we might overlook
some now and agin
that we have mistook,
Now and agin
our lives might fall prey
to the same as some others
on some other day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Budding Like A Rose

A friend that is true
might not seem clear,
for what you see
you think insincere.
So many true friends
might seem to hate
with what all they do
to protect your fate.
Budding like a rose
those friends will in time
display their heartbeats
as they unwind.
Yet for a moments time
you might not see
the truth that is there
that they did for free.
True friends will often
seem to oppose,
but you’ll find in time
they’re budding like a rose.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016


Death finds us all
as time comes to be
and then every journey
is surely set free.
Ascending to Heaven
or Hell down below,
our actions on Earth
will guide where we go.
Some have the thought
of whom that they’ll find
when found in Heaven
that wonderful time.
Yet there might be
ones there you thought not
found in ascension
you wrongfully thought.
Because what’s inside us
you might not agree,
but God is The Father
which can clearly see.
He sees our true hearts
that others are blind,
for all our religions
are human defined.
Found as the spirit
Lord God looks inside
and sees who we are
and what that’s applied.
He gives forgiveness
that we are unable,
for He does not put on
a religious type label.
He is our Father
with Glory Divine
that gives our ascension
or He shall decline.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Airship Of Time

Flying through the sky
as an airship of time
many look upwards
at a cloudy design.
Then with the passing
of clouds overhead
an airship of time
shows blue sky instead.
Often it’s textured
with planes flying by
as an airship of time
so high in the sky.
Then at times birds
will be seen to say
there’s an airship of time
that’s going our way.
Yet when night comes
with stars until dawn
an airship of time
will still move along.
Paving the sky
with things we can see
an airship of time
of our history.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Simply Dreaming

Wishing wanting
timeless things
Christmas moments
in my dreams.
Snowflakes falling
day by day,
I find Christmas
in a way.
Minutes ticking
time goes on,
simply dreaming
dusk till dawn.
Passed days Christmas
things unfurl
as I think of
my little girl.
The years have passed
and now I know,
I missed times
to watch her grow.
Yet last Christmas
I saw true
my little girl
and granddaughter too.
My dream came real
that timeless day
filled with blessings
wondrous way.
But now that day
is found with me
simply dreaming
things to see.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Like A Star

As a twinkle
angels are
sent from Heaven
like a star.
Soaring Earthward
like a beam
to be angels
sometimes seen.
They might be a
friend near you
like a star
to help you through.
Yet some angels
we can’t see,
but they’re there
for you and me.
Angels watching
near and far
sent from Heaven
like a star.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

The Chill Of Morning

The windows are frosted
as morning’s in view
while dawns a breaking
to start off anew.
The chill of morning
might sparkle and shine
with many icicles
found oh so fine.
The cold wind a blowing
might brew up some snow
to display so often
as wintertime’s show.
The trees might all glimmer
with sparkles of ice
seen maybe one day
then maybe twice.
The chill of morning
is greatest to see
when seen from inside
what God’s given free.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2016

Between The Lines

Words of a writer
that often are heard
find places time to time
a little absurd.
Sometimes the reader
will misunderstand
what all that’s written
and find it offhand.
Yet between the lines
some wording might tell
what that the reader
does not see so well.
Because of a moment
that the reader is at
the words that are written
might fall a bit flat.
For between the lines
the writer might give
lessons for a person
and how they should live.
Yet if you’re there then
the words might be gray,
for you are not there then
that moment that day.
So read a bit later
when moods have been changed
and between the lines
might fall in your range.
As you are reading it
seek for the times
that you were unable
to read between the lines.
Life has a way of
helping us to see
while each day is filled with
a moments degree.
Between the lines sections
that might not be clear
will one day be helpful
in your future year.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5, 2016

Growing Older

Minutes ticking
time is counted
growing older
is surmounted.
Life in batches
crashing through
growing older
gives a view.
that we see
become parts of
you and me.
Many burdens
might be found
growing older
sight and sound.
Eyes get weaker
ears do too
growing older
me and you.
I find journeys
later seen
growing older
now a dream.
All those lessons
that I learned
growing older
has discerned.
Now I find I’m
always here
growing older
every year.
Minutes ticking
adding on
growing older
dusk till dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5, 2016

Somewhere In A Dream

Love found as rainbows
finds ways to appear
somewhere in a dream,
a wish for a year.
Many might be storm like
that rainbows are found
somewhere in a dream
with its sight and its sound.
Somewhere in a dream
you might find a way
to bring back a loved one
to your future day,
but a dream is just a dream
that’s often mistakes
found in reality
when the dreamer awakes.
Hopeful of a moment
can often be seen
just but a nightmare
somewhere in a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5, 2016

A Frozen Picture

Mornings glory
displays true
a frozen picture
there to view.
Trees all frosted
shining bright
in the mornings
bright sunlight.
A frozen picture
there to see
painted for my
eyes to see.
I photograph
that wonderful scene
that which looks
just like a dream.
Glistening beauty
morning finds
a frozen picture
that unwinds.
Painted magic
ice and snow
becomes pictures
that I show.
Some photographs
of mornings site
a frozen picture
in daylight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5, 2016

December Thinking

As Christmas is passed
and days are a dream
December thinking
is a magical scene.
A recurring moment
that comes to be
often with snowflakes
falling so free.
December thinking
is what I will do
dreaming of minutes
I wish then to view.
Santa Claus moments
found within flight
December thinking
of Christmas Eve night.
Dreaming of presents
found Christmas morn
discerned as the moment
that Jesus was born.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5, 2016

for Mar 4, 2016

Today is a path
created by our thinking,
then with our actions.

Simple little times
can become the greatest found
when you’re feeling sad.

Disheartened hearts
that lost their momentum
can find it again.

Last can become first
when the direction is changed
leaving you in front.

A flower that blooms
displays it’s true inner self
with sunshine and rain.

Many yesterdays
might come back as reflections
that show who you were.

Displaying anger
can misrepresent your view
if not worded right.

Hatred of others
can bounce right back in your face
as you learn the truth.

Believing liars
will lead you down bumpy roads
as they are exposed.

Shelter from a storm
might be the least likely thing
you never thought of.

Often a tree limb
will sway in the morning breeze
and not lose a leaf.

Left without passion
true love will never exist
as loneliness breathes.

Basking in the sun
a flower becomes beauty
that brings ones a smile.

Sleep deprived people
find it hard to think clearly
and dream wide awake.

Holding onto things
will often become problems
that drown you later.

Wisdom of an owl
is only an imagery
due to his large eyes.

Beyond a forest
holds imaginary things
that many dream of.

A tree that falls down
leaves an echo of itself
that some never hear.

Distant birds flying
might have a purpose in mind
or they’re just playing.

Life of a hermit
is a lonely perception
that might not be right.

Friends of a hater
will in time become the same
if they’re not careful.

Lost in a moment
might find you reaching for not
and grasping trouble.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 4, 2016

My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
They can also be found at Amazon
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂