Share My Thoughts


Hello my friends

It looks as though April only has a week left
and then we shall welcome May.  Although it
is still a bit on the coolish side.  We had about
2 days last week with 70 F degrees,  but now
it’s back to the upper 40’s for the rest of the
week including yesterday and today and yes
the nights are in the lower to upper 20’s for
the rest of the week.  By next weekend or so
the nights should be more in the lower 30’s and
the days in the lower to mid 50’s.  Spring is
still having a hard time grabbing hold hehehe.
The wind is blowing vigorously today.  The
tarp that we have over our picnic table and
chairs is flapping making a lot of noise,  but
it’s still holding tight hehehe.  This passed
week was great.  We had a visit from Judy’s
daughters and the grand kids Thursday and
I took the grand kids out in the field for a
little nature hike and of course Benny and
Rocky joined in.  We walked down to the
river and I took a few pictures of them as
well as many of us there and to 🙂  Yep,  it
was a beautiful sunny day.  The youngest
grandson Christian stayed  with us from
Thursday to Saturday.  We all stayed up
late watching Youtube gaming videos and
having a good laugh.  Judy took Christian
with her when she headed off for Craft
Night at her sister’s house and Christians
mom took him home from there when she
was done with her craft.  They made things
with mason jars or should I say most of
them did.  Some used what they had,  but
they had a good time.  Judy made three
decorative jars from mason jars.  They
came out pretty nice.  Judy got home late
last night and we had a late dinner and
then watched programs that I recorded
while she was gone.  My collarbone is
still hurting,  but the pain has eased a bit,
or I’m just getting used to the pain LOL.
In either case,  I’m alive,  just not doing
no jumping jacks or anything hehehe 😉
Judy’s going to Bangor with her sister
Dena Tuesday.  Dena has one doctors
appointment early Tuesday and another
early Wednesday and Dena didn’t want
to go alone and they won’t be coming
back till Wednesday.  So it’ll be me and
the boys again hanging together.  I’ll miss
Judy and I’m positive the boys will.  If
I know Benny and I do,  he’ll be barking
at everything that he thinks just might
be Judy coming home,  which will also
drive me batty,  but I’ll survive hehehe.
I’ll try to keep them entertained as much
as I am able.  If Tuesday is nice,  which
it’s supposed to be aside from being in
the upper 40’s I might take them out for
a little nature walk in the field.  Hehehe
that’s if my health will allow me.  So
what else is there?  Oh yea,  last Tuesday
Judy and I took the boys out for a little
field trip and we got a lot of pictures and
a few videos that came out pretty good.
Yes,  the snow has finally all melted and
allowed the Earth to display the ground
that was underneath all of that white
stuff LOL.  There’s a few trees attempting
to start budding,  but with our bouncing
back and forth warm to freezing weather
it’s still a hit and miss hehehe.  Tonight’s
low is supposed to be 25 F and that is
the night forecast for most of this week,
with some forecasted at 21 F hehehe.
But yet,  this is spring or at least a good
try hehehe.  Maybe in May it will begin
to be more springish,  but then it’ll be
too warm for me and I’ll have to turn on
our portable air conditioner LOL.  That
seems to be a pattern for me hehehehe.
Rocky came and sat down right beside
me just now and I felt his eyes looking
up at me.  I looked down and he was
cocking his head sideways looking at me
with his little doggy smile.  I petted him
and now he’s laid down.  LOL it’s hard
to write when you’re being stared at 🙂
LOL I thought I would see how he likes
it and so I just stared at him while he’s
lying there in his bed.  LOL I guess he
couldn’t sense that I was staring at him.
He just slept on.  OH well,  enough of
that and back to my journal.  Oh yea,
the Houlton Farms Dairy opened up a
few weeks ago,  so when Judy and I
have some money,  we’re going to get
us some ice cream yummy yum hehehe.
It’s where we make a special trip to
every year to get our favorites in the
ice cream world LOL.  My favorite is
the Vanilla Shake A Sundae with hot
fudge and one of  Judy’s favorites is
the Banana Awful Awful.   Hehehe
it sounds awful,  but it’s awful good
she says LOL.  Yes,  life up here in
this wintery world of Maine is place
of beauty.  There is much to see and
tons for me to take pictures of and also
write about.  I do get tired of being so
far away from family and friends and
I wish I had some friends up here that
I could spend time with,  but it’s not
all bad.  Maybe one day I’ll make a
friend that will also play guitar and
we can jam together.  That would be
great,  but until that day happens,  I’ll
keep on keeping on as I have.  God
has blessed me with a most wonderful
family up here and many friends that
might be far away,  but I can still talk
to them.  I am so thankful for being
able to share my thoughts with you
and hopefully brighten up your day.
God gave me this ability to write not
to keep to myself,  but to try and help
others to find Him and see the joy in
life that they had never been aware
of.  So,  I thank You God for all that
You have done for me and given me.
I guess it’s time now for me to begin
my little quest back through all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem
So,  it’s away I go to that place of my
recollection that I always like to call
have stumbled upon a decent title just
a few lines back and now the chore
of trying to write something that makes
any sense using it hehehe.  Here goes.

Share My Thoughts

A single thought
I thought to say
might be a thought
the best today.
I share my thoughts
as time moves on
before my thoughts
are there and gone.
For ones thinking
thoughts acquired
might be goodness
times transpired.
Yet if no thought
finds its place
it might then weave
a frowning face.
So as my thinking
finds its cost
I find the good
and share my thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2016

LOL so there ya go.  I thought I would share
my thoughts in a poem about sharing my, well
you know,  thoughts,  hehehe.  I hope it makes
sense to you 🙂  I won’t give my interpretation
of it.  You find your own 🙂  What it means to
me,  might not be the same as what it means to
you.  Sort of like a church sermon.  Thousands
can hear it,  but each person hears it differently
and gets their own message.  The message that
was meant for them.  Anyways,  I wonder if I
forgot to tell you anything other than the usual?
Oh yea,  my dad passed away April 22 2001
and that day is still burned into my brain,  but
I always know that he is with me everywhere
I go and still watching me as I write my poems
and journals.  He used to come in my room
and rest his hand on my shoulder as he waited
for me to finish.  He always called my journals
my sermons and he would take them to church
with him to use to teach his class.  Anyways,
I love ya dad and I know I’ll be with you when
my time in this old worn out body is done 🙂
Death is not the end,  but the beginning of life
in an everlasting realm.  Heaven awaits me 🙂
LOL I’m sure dad’s saying,  you ain’t done
doing what God has for ya to do yet,  so you
gotta few more years son.  Yep,  so until I’m
done here,  you’re stuck with me Judy LOL.
I wouldn’t have it any other way 🙂  My life
is a blessing as I unwrap a new mystery as
each day comes to pass.  OK,  so I guess
I need to put on the brakes here before I get
totally back in Rambles Ville hehehe.   Now
I believe it’s time for me to be telling you
what I tell you almost every week and that
is I wrote some more poems and haiku,
but actually I wrote all of these poems last
week LOL.  They’re the extras that I didn’t
put in last weeks journal.  Though I did
write 22 haiku yesterday 🙂  Actually I sort
of went overboard and wrote four extras so
ya got 26 haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  So,  with that said and done I
reckon it’s time for me to begin searching
for that hardly 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.  Now, where’s that ornery
off switch hiding this week?  Hmm,  I spy
with my 1 good eye a bit of movement from
behind my orange juice glass.  Aha I think
I see you.  If you would get some skin lotion
and quit scratching I might not of seen ya.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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+4 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Within A Way

Through times of trouble
day after day
sometimes might double
within a way.
Mirrors reflecting
what all we’ve done
seeming dissecting
bullets and gun.
Through scenes of beauty
a painters quest
the Earth is our duty
to save and be blessed.
For then within a way
so many will lie
while they display
how so many die.
The Earth needs our voices
to try hard to save
and not let our choices
to put it in the grave.
So we should pull together
and do what that’s right
within a way forever
to save day and night.
Not allowing greediness
to destroy every day
and then leaving shadows
of life within a way.
Take heed with God now
and gather your strength
to helps ones to learn how
to not become extinct.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2016

The Life Of Dreams

Ventured are heartbeats
so timeless to sway
as dreams encounter
a wonderful way.
The life of a dream is
something to see
sometimes a space voyage
on through history.
The advantage of dreamland
is it can be sewn
into a wonderful
place you have known.
A place you have been to
so Heavenly fine
found in a dream world
that wonderful time.
My wife and I surely
can see the extremes
the best times of passed days
in the life of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce


With only a second
ones can explode
being enraged
with all that’s bestowed.
Minutes can gather
a dynamite trail
being enraged
with every detail.
Then as your anger
takes firm control
moments are counted
taking their toll.
For as a second
turns into hours
being enraged
makes many so sour.
Not seeing truly
the time that is there
many enraged
will say they don’t care.
But for a moment
if some would just listen
then those enraged
would see what they’re missin.
Life in a bubble
with just others view
makes ones enraged
while not seeing true.
Truth of the matter
is many never see,
because they’re depending on
false publicity.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2016

Found Inside

A book of a lifelong
counted through years
might have some pages
filled with some tears.
Found inside lifelong
now might seem great,
but as the years mount
some just can’t wait.
Determining statures
becomes such a fright
when found inside of them
there is no light.
The book of a lifelong
might become tainted
if the persons actions
are falsely painted.
The looks of the outside
often do not compare
to what that the inside
shows au contraire.
So if someone’s actions
don’t seem truth applied
look a bit closer to
what’s found inside.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2016

Rebooted Scenes

As spring comes with wonders
and life shows its face
rebooted scenes then
come and replace.
The snow that was once there
with winter’s delight,
rebooted scenes bring
change day and night.
Scenes found exploding
with colorful stance
rebooted scenes with
their own song and dance.
Seeming as paintings then
time becomes grand
with rebooted scenes
all over the land.
Then some photographers
will come and explore
those rebooted scenes
they totally adore.
One by one photographs
taken in stride
those rebooted scenes
throughout the countryside.
Each scene so magically
brings forth a sight
as rebooted scenes
are found day and night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016

A Shadowy Footprint

A shadow’s own footprint
is that of what’s there
as something or someone
is then found somewhere.
An echo or memory
are a shadow’s details,
often as a turnstile
where darkness prevails.
A shadowy footprint
is not without cause
for it needs reason
to show its applause.
So if you are seeing
a shadowy scene
search then to find out
what’s making it seen.
A shadowy footprint
with nothing to boast,
might be none other
than maybe a ghost.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016


Signs of times
distorted views
find the minds
of ill gotten news.
Distorted words
so many say
when they’re amidst
an ill-gotten way.
Themes of means
are often found
with ones moments
up and down.
Times distorted
a liars mind
will talk to you.
Learn to discern
truth and fiction
through some times
of contradiction.
For what are
so many distorted
about the lies
that ones reported.
Yet don’t forget
we are mankind
distorted yes
from time to time.
Look for mistook
of timeless ways
seeming distorted
but brighter days.
Often it’s us
with what we choose
distorted facts
to win or lose.
So now my friends
do not fall prey
to distorted words
that many say.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016

Underneath The Sky

Hearts are connecting,
time becomes waves,
lifetimes are forming
with wonderful ways.
Underneath the sky
holds chances to see
new days from Lord God
given for free.
Change of perception
rises from dust
underneath the sky
with life so robust.
Hearts are found beating
finding what’s true
while time keeps ticking
underneath skies of blue.
Windows of mercy
come from God on high
while showering blessings
underneath the sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016

Memories Winding Road

A footstep with years time
becomes time forgotten
memories of the good times
and those that were rotten.
A path laid in times quest
turns into mystery
of memories winding road
that comes from history.
A sequential road made
from what we’ve been through
records all our memories
from here thereunto.
Time turns to pebbles
as sand in a  glass
made into a time piece
to show time to pass.
Life is then a journey
sometimes a heavy load
down the moments pathway
memories winding road.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016

Prism Dreams

In a lights refraction
I see such details
as a sea worthy vessel
with tall mast and sails.
This is now but only
a dream of pure time,
found within a prism
that I find divine.
A prism dream moment
that my eyes surely see,
inside my inner sight
of times history.
A prism sort refraction
that seems crystallized,
found as my passed days
that I had memorized.
The facts of the moments
are as Heaven gleams,
the times I remember
in my prism dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2016

for Apr 23,  2016

Time’s but a second
added onto some others
creating each day.

The life of silence
only hears what can be seen
as mimes in a park.

Some doors of springtime
display words within flowers
that pictures portray.

Many view a day
as but only a moment,
while others see life.

The essence of love
finds its way within heartbeats
God puts together.

A rose is a rose
even with different blooms
and same goes for us.

Truth is a path
that many will let to sway
when they are questioned.

Within a doorway
you might see a few choices
that tempt you so wrong.

When walking alone
you might feel someone’s presence,
an angel unseen.

Without God’s mercy
we could never see Heaven,
for we have all sinned.

Pages of a book
often do not coincide
with the front cover.

Mistreating others
will surely bounce back on us,
so take heed your stride.

With a breath of air
comes a new day to be seen
with past remembered.

A turtles venture
might be slow in the making,
but he will get there.

Birds of a flight
find their pathways connected
bound by their nature.

When churning butter
it at first will seem easy,
but then it will not.

Beyond horizons
holds mysteries yet to find
in your imagination.

A moment of thought
can either destroy today
or make it better.

Fields full of daisies
look like tiny sunflowers
that beckon our sight.

After a rainstorm
you might see a bright rainbow,
but no pot of gold.

Glistening springtime
gives forth many fragrant sights
as flowers will bloom.

Yesterdays threshold
might not be good for today,
for you may have changed.

Within a dark room
there holds many mysteries
that often strike fear.

Sometimes our own minds
will cause our own destruction,
before time’s begun.

Last is a good place
when first is in the fire
and needs a rescue.

Many weaknesses
are actually our strengths
in another light.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 23,  2016

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A Summer’s Breeze


Hello my friends

Another week has passed by and it’s looking
more and more like springtime around here 🙂
It’s 70 F right now at 4:23 PM.  I can deal
with that.  It’s when it begins getting warmer
that I’ve gotta turn on our portable AC.  Yep,
I can handle cold much better than I can the
heat.  None the less,  we’ll survive.  I have our
window opened in here.  It had gotten to 77 F
degrees in here and that’s a bit too warm for me.
I still don’t see any leaves on the trees,  but it
won’t be long.  Tomorrow’s high is supposed
to be around 52 F or so.  The temperature
still seems to be bouncing up and down LOL.
We’ve still got some freezing temperatures
in the nights which are delaying any leaves
to be seen in the trees.  But yet still in time
the weather should make up its mind,  I hope.
Judy’s over at her desk rewriting her recipes
onto 3×5 cards so she can put them into her
new recipe box.  That’s gonna keep her busy
for quite a while I presume hehehe.  She’s
gotten tons of recipes from the internet and
other places.  We love to eat 😛 and Judy
is always searching for a new recipe that
she can try out that looks like something we
might like.  Next topic 🙂  Well,  we’ve got a
blue sky today and I don’t see a cloud in it.
On another note,  Benny and Rocky were
in a feisty mood this morning.  They had a
visit from our neighbors Chihuahua and
Benny had a blast.  Rocky wasn’t interested
in playing with him.  Benny though is always
looking to see him.  LOL When Benny was
coming in,  that little Chihuahua wasn’t far
behind.  He wanted to come in with them 🙂
I shut the door and he started barking at
me saying let me in LOL.  I said go home,
I’m sure your owners are wondering where
you are.  Of course I’m fairly sure they are
aware that he likes to play with Benny 🙂
It’s been raining oft and on,  but it seems
we’ve gotta a little bit of a reprieve from it
for the last few days.  There have been a
few floods in the lower lying areas due to
the ice and snow melting along with the
rain.  We’re in a high elevation and don’t
have those problems.  Although that does
tend to cause other problems,  like when
it was 34 F in Houlton in the early morning
hours of Wednesday when I was carrying
out the trash,  unbeknown to me it was a
bit colder here liken unto 24 F degrees
and that put a glaze of ice upon our steps
that when I stepped upon them my feet
flew out from under me and I took a dive
down the steps landing on the trash that
I had been carrying at the bottom of the
steps.  I am still sore.  I think I fractured
my collarbone,  but can’t do nothing about
it right now.  No pain meds work on me,
being due to my funky immune system 🙂
Going to the emergency room would only
end up costing us without them doing a
thing other than prescribing something of
which will not work on me.  I’ve been that
route too many times already hehehehe 🙂
A fracture needs to heal on its own if in
fact it is and it’s not just the leftovers from
an old man falling down the steps,  aches.
LOL in any case,  I’m fairly sure I will live,
darn it hehehe.  It does get tiring with my
whole body always aching.  I’ve acquired
more aches and pains up here due to the
freaking ice and all than I have had in all
my years LOL.  But I still love the views
of the snowflakes falling and painting the
distant scenes with magnificent beauty
as well as the other sights to see through
the seasons of spring,  summer and fall.
Yet,  when that first snowflake falls and
is joined slowly by others it’s as if angels
all floating down from Heaven to paint
the scenes horizon.  Then as it begins to
fall more it looks like cotton candy as it
falls from the sky as everything is covered
in white.  Yep,  I do love the snow,  but
I hate the ice LOL.  Of course icicles are
OK.  They’re pretty as they’re hanging as
Christmas ornaments.  I know,  many of
you think I’m nuts,  well so be it.  These
things help me to enjoy life.  Sights that
God has sent as many blessings.  Though
we might at times find them burdensome,
but a moment they are beautiful and that’s
what we should see.  Let The Light of God
and all that He has given us to shine and
make you smile.  A summer’s breeze can
turn a day of pain into a moments blessing.
When it rains,  think of the lives that it is
restoring and the refreshing scent that
it puts into the air.  Don’t let the things
that God provides to become just burdens
to you.  Look for the blessings,  for even
as lightning streaks across the sky it gives
life to our air and then the thunder that
follows speaks of its wonders.  So now
the next time you see God’s beauty,  be
thankful.  So now I reckon 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.
An so it’s away I go to that place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I do  believe I
may have stumbled upon a decent title
just a few lines back.  Now I’ve gotta
see if I can do anything with it hehehe.
Here goes nothing,,,,, hehehe Maybe.

A Summer’s Breeze

A scene so sweet
and essence so fine
a summer’s breeze
is now on my mind.
That certain page
in books of peace
a summer’s breeze
gives us release.
Within the mornings
and afternoons
a summer’s breeze
is joined by loons.
The sounds they make
while singing true
a summer’s breeze
will join in too.
While rain might fall
and cool the air
a summer’s breeze
it can’t compare.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2016

There ya go.  Just a little poem about a
summer’s breeze.  Yep,  when there’s a
nice summer’s breeze,  the day seems to
be more inviting as it introduces a new
perspective on life.  I love to watch the
trees as they sway in the breeze as the
sound turns into a magical moment that
can put me in a trance.  I can still recall
the nights with me and my Pawpaw out
on Lake Tawakani listening to the night
as water would lap against the boat and
a gentle breeze would blow.  I miss those
days.  I’m sure they will be rekindled as
my time in this old decrepit body is done
and I find my way through Heaven’s gate,
I’m sure my Pawpaw has a special fishing
hole picked out for him and I and maybe
even my dad will join in.  We can just sit
and float on those Heavenly waters and
fish while enjoying Heaven’s sunrise as
it peers over the horizon.  Well it seems
I almost got stuck in rambles ville agin
didn’t I LOL?  I guess it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yep, 10 more
poems,  but once again I went a little
over 10 and wrote 10 extra,  but I
think I might just try to hold off on my
writing this week and post those extra
10 next Sunday hehehe.  Sound good
to you?  Oh yea I also wrote 22 more
haiku,  but accidentally wrote 1 extra
so you’ve got 23 to keep ya busy LOL.
So now I reckon it’s time for me to
begin my search for that not so great
at hiding off switch,  but not before I
wish you a most wonderful weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a blessed
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that
silly off switch hiding this week????
Hmm,  is that thing trying to hide in
Rocky’s hair???LOL Rocky almost
shook him out.  He’ll have to learn
how to do some rodeo riding before
trying that agin hehehe.  Anyways,
gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Behind A Face

A hidden word,
a hidden thought
behind a face
might be a lot.
A moments time,
a moments place
might be found
behind a face.
Certain struggles,
certain choices,
behind a face
might be some voices.
A life of fear,
A life of hate,
behind a face
you might relate.
Some have problems
wished to hide
behind a face
to coincide.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Time’s Recorded

Lost in time frames,
journeys made.
Times recorded,
some that stayed.
Some seem longer
than they were.
Times recorded
things concur.
Things we’ve been through,
now’s displayed
with us sometimes
a crusade.
Battles counted,
many lost,
times recorded
all the costs.
Yet some moments
times recorded
gave us lessons
times rewarded.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

The Story Told

Revealing insight
said and done
a sentence makes up
what’s begun.
A little story
now and then
what that sometimes
does begin.
Minutes gather
scenes to find
stories written
in the mind.
Many doorways
front and center
become stories
that we enter.
Then remembered
now to old
what we’ve found
the story told.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Tomorrow’s Essence

The past to the present
can look a bit pale
when tomorrow’s essence
most surely sets sail.
Our yesterdays views
will often mislead
when we look at right now
and see but a weed.
Tomorrow’s essence
can twist and turn
with what that right now
does surely discern.
The true reality
of what that’s tomorrow
might be filled with
joy and sorrow.
Yet what you see now
might not be clear
tomorrow’s essence
that’s not here.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Countless Dreams

Wanted wished for
countless dreams,
some as valleys,
some as streams.
Found in slumber
dreams reveal
timeless portions
facts conceal.
Even daydreams
journey on
things with hopeful
dusk to dawn.
Countless dreams
of our desire
is often found
as our barbwire.
Sought not thought
what could not be
countless dreams
Then the moments
come awake
showing what that
was mistake.
Countless dreams
are sometimes best
left a dream
to not possess.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Doors Unopened

Pathways, byways
journeys through
doors unopened
never do.
Dusty highways
left in time
might not see
the best design.
Doors unopened
left to rust
often finds ones
with much dust.
In a bubble
not revealing,
too protected,
never feeling.
For the lessons
you’ve not learned
doors unopened
will have burned.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

A Cloudy Day Of Spring

Sunshine with a journey
finds springtime with peace.
A cloudy day of hopeful
with a springtime release.
Birds singing sweetly
in the trees here and there
on a cloudy day of spring
with God’s beauty everywhere.
The sights are so magical
as scenes come alive
showing all the beauty
through winter did survive.
A cloudy day of spring
becomes such a phase
displayed as a dream world
beneath the suns rays.
Each portion of the day
is enhanced as birds sing
displaying all the beauty
a cloudy day of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Windows Of The Mind

Within  but a mindful
a story is written
found in the windows
a thought bug has bitten.
Deep down within us
as our minds interweave
the windows of the mind
find times to conceive.
Found as perception,
yet often not explored
the windows of the mind
seek a moments reward.
Time finds its patterns
as the minutes tick by
while many will wonder
and ask how and why.
Certain things thought of
are not in their time,
but they might still live on
in windows of the mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Starlight Fantasy

Drifting through the cosmos
as the stars fly right on by
I have this wondrous fantasy
up high beyond the sky.
Far beyond the Milky Way
to places never known,
I have this starlight fantasy
and I am not alone.
My wife is right here with me
as we travel through the stars
holding hands together
as we wave goodbye to Mars.
Each moment is breathtaking
as it seems to last forever
holding hands through starlight
while enjoying it together.
The glimmers of a new world
our eyes can surely see
as we travel through the twilight
in our starlight fantasy.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce <3

Within Confusion

The middle of a moment
might seem like an illusion
while a sleepless night might show
that you’re within confusion.
Bloodshot eyes of hours
display what time’s bestowing
found within confusion
what you are now not knowing.
Seconds seem as journeys
counted one by one,
found within confusion
what sleepless has begun.
Thinking becomes blurry
and eyes are of the same,
when within confusion
and thoughts you can’t attain.
Then a moments slumber
will give you a conclusion
that your thoughts in time
were just within confusion.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

for Apr 14,  2016

With uneasy thoughts
comes doorways halfway opened
fearing the unknown.

Change is a sight
found within and outwardly
that ones try to hide.

Expression of scent
is a flower blooming in spring
attracting some bees.

A hidden turnstile
might illuminate a choice
within the darkness.

Parts of perception
are what many will perceive
in the wrong moment.

Flowers of springtime
give the day its aroma
along with beauty.

Beastly are mornings
that begin with turbulence
within our choices.

Before this moment
there was another moment
that was just waiting.

River rocks so wet
withstand the time of struggles,
as they mark the path.

Waves of an ocean
speak loudly upon the shore
as they tell stories.

Seconds are minutes
hidden within the value
of our patience.

Love is a blessing
that many take for granted
and lose it through time.

Beyond what we see
holds an imagination
found within our thoughts.

Cherishing springtime
allows its beauty to grow
and become much more.

Allowing liars
to continue with their ways
is not helping them.

Winter meets springtime
and says hello and goodbye
while snow melts away.

Loneliness will grow
if fear for your own shadow
prevents you from life.

Our own distinction
is tucked within our lifestyles
and how we unite.

Times adversity
teaches lessons through karma
with what’s mirrored back.

Hillsides with flowers
display pictures of beauty
that springtime displays.

Knowledge of a wrong
and not changing the pathway
will find destruction.

As a fire burns
it gives the strength from itself
to make energy.

A road to nowhere
actually goes somewhere
that we don’t perceive.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  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 🙂

Entertaining To You


Hello my friends
This is a special 24 poem edition

The sun is shining brightly today,  but it’s
still a bit on the cool side for spring LOL.
This morning it was about 12 F degrees.
I was finally able to order us some heating
oil Monday and we got it Thursday but our
furnace isn’t working.  I’m guessing that
we may not of completely ran out fuel
when it quit a month ago.  The furnace
may have just quit working LOL.  But,
now we have 50 gallons of heating oil for
sure,  but our landlord has been unable
to get our furnace operating again.  He
got a hold of a furnace repairman,  but
he never showed up Friday or Saturday.
Our water froze last Saturday night,  but
I was able to get it thawed by opening
up all of the water faucets to release the
pressure.  The water would of frozen
again Sunday night because once again
it got down to 8 F degrees,  but I left the
water running slightly and that kept it
from freezing.  Now us in the bathroom,
that’s another story LOL,  Brrrrrrrrrr.
That toilet gets mighty cold when there
ain’t no heat.  We have a few portable
radiator heaters,  but we only use them
in the PC room where I am now and
our bedroom.  The rest of the house can
freeze.  It’s not worth a 200+ dollar light
bill LOL.  So we’re hoping that the guy
makes it maybe tomorrow to get it fixed.
Other than that,  things are pretty well.
Benny and Rocky are still being,  well 🙂
Benny and Rocky hehehe.  They keep
each other entertained LOL.  Though
they do love for us to get in the middle
of it with them.  They love attention 🙂
Our little homestead is filled with many
different forms of entertainment hehehe.
It might not be entertaining to you,  but
it keeps us happy.  Judy is doing well.
We went shopping for knickknacks for her
at the Dollar Tree last Monday.  Yep,
loaded up with knickknacks for her to do
creating on craft night at her sister’s
house.  The 3rd Saturday of every month
her and the rest of the girls get together
and have craft night over at Judy’s twin
sister’s house.  On those nights it’s a
guys night with me and the boys hehehe.
Yep Benny and Rocky hang out with
dear old daddy LOL.  I will often play
with them either inside or outside in the
field 🙂  That’s if of course I am able to.
Here lately my feet have been aching
and too much pain to run with them in
the field,  but they’re hurting a little less
now,  so field trip here we come hehehe.
Maybe tomorrow.  It’d be a bit too late
to go today.  Today is beginning to look
like spring sort of.  It’s 39 F degrees and
that’s spring for up here hehehe.  It’s
supposed to be a little warmer tomorrow.
Maybe in the lower 40’s 🙂  The rest of
the week looks as though it might even
get up to the upper 40’s and lower 50’s 🙂
Of course most of the nights will still be
below freezing LOL.  Still,  that’s a sure
sign that springtime is here.  The snow
is melting away. There’s still some in
places where the sun don’t shine,  but for
the most part it has diminished greatly.
I think the boys are missing it though 🙂
They both love to play in the snow,  a lot.
I’ve spent quite a bit of time chatting with
my friends on Facebook.  Sometimes it
gets stressful though,  being so many
want to chat with me LOL.  What can
I say,  I love people and if I can bring
a smile to them and help their day to be
much better,  then that is what I will do.
I do though have to cease time to time,
being I want to spend time with Judy
and the boys.  Judy and I have a lot of
favorite TV programs that we love to
watch together.  She has begun writing
poetry and stories again.  I like to see
her putting her gift to work.  That is
how we found each other.  We are both
writers 🙂  I can’t wait to get her new
book.  It should be published in the next
week or so.  It though will be only for
adults for it is rated R,  but I loved it
as I proofread it for her.  So,  what else
is going on around The Pearce’s Place?
Well,  to be honest,  not much hehehe.
We live a very quiet lifestyle aside from
2 dogs getting excited from time to time
and making racket hehehe.  Judy fixed
me some hot cocoa just a minute ago 🙂
Mmmmm good.  I had to wait for it to
cool a bit though, lest I burn my tonsils 🙂
I do have some sad news from Tuesday.
My grandmother passed away.  Her
funeral was Thursday.  It was a grave
side service.  Unfortunately I could not
be there due to my health issues and of
course finances.  My daughter offered
to pay my way,  but it would of been a
race to get there and would of cost me
over a 1000 dollars to be there on a next
day flight.  Plus I would of had to have
someone pick me up at the airport being
I haven’t driven there in over 20 years.
I’m sure it has changed a ton since I’ve
been to DFW and a 1 eyed guy has no
business driving there anyways.  It’s OK,
my grandmother was no longer in that
body.  It was surely just a shell,  for her
spirit had gone from it and is now up in
Heaven with her husband my Pawpaw.
Grandmother was 108 years old when
she passed.  Keep my mom and sister
Peggy as well as the rest of the family in
your prayers.  I’m sure my mom is at
peace with her moms passing because
both her and I knew that Grandmother
was not happy.  She had always been a
hard worker.  She never cooked for one
person.  Hehehe she always cooked for
an army whether there were 2 people
or 20.  She and Pawpaw also had their
own garden of which they never went
to the grocery store other than to buy
something they could not grow like
flour and sugar or even eggs.  I had a
few chickens,  but not near enough to
suffice her cooking LOL.  Anyways
Grandmother is now watching over us
as Judy and I continue our lives up here
in this 6 month winter wonder land 🙂
Now I believe I have rambled quite
enough and I need to now take my little
quest 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.  Ok so just a
few lines down from the beginning it
looks like I may have found a decent
title,  but now I’ve gotta see if I can
put any words together that make any
sense using it LOL.  Here goes……

Entertaining To You

What you might find exciting then
might not be as to others
for what so many count as boring
is fun with our own brothers.
Then within a minutes time
what’s entertaining to you
might be but just a boring time
that others will go through.
The season winter in its frame
might make you feel real low,
but it might be real entertaining
to ones that love the snow.
Our personalities and desires
often find conflicts
of what’s entertaining to you and me
and what our life depicts.
The turnstiles of so many views
are swinging back and forth
discerning what that’s good and bad
to find within their course.
Yet what’s boring to another
might be entertaining to you
as we each live our uniqueness
in what all we do.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 10,  2016

OK so there ya go 🙂  I hope that came out
making at least a little bit of sense to you 🙂
It’s been a weird week for me these passed
few days.  LOL I actually wrote 23 poems
and then one on request from a friend for
me to write him a poem about him using his
name LOL.  Sheesh my brain went wacky 🙂
His name is long. He lives in Accra, Ghana.
He’s been a friend of mine for a long time.
I may not put them all in,  but I’ll decide
that in a moment,  but first I’ve gotta make
sure I have not forgotten anything hehehe.
Well it’s 37 F degrees now at 6:30 PM and
it looks like it might be going down more.
It’s supposed to be 16 F degrees by early
Monday morning.  Still not too bad LOL.
So I reckon it’s time to tell you what I tell
you almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku,  but as I said
I sort of over did it on the poems hehehe.
Yeppers I wrote 24 poems with 2 of them
being sort of Christmassy and 1 being to
a real good friend of mine.  I also wrote
once again 22 haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  When I told Judy I was
thinking of posting all of the poems,  she
said just tell them that this is a special
edition LOL.  And so I will post all of
the poems.  Talk about tons to read LOL.
Ok so 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 weekend or whatever’s left
of it and a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Now,  where is that confounded
off switch hiding this week?   Searching
high and low,  AHA,  I see you ya little
varmint.  Trying to hide behind my cup
of hot chocolate might have worked if
I wasn’t still drinking it ya silly thing 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S.  I also wrote a poem to my Judy as
well as a poem about my Grandmother
titled Farewell And Hello 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+14 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Lunar Scenery

Night brings its fancy
to display in the skies
that many dreamers
see as a true prize.
True lunar scenery
finds ways to become
the echoes of nighttime
as a hearts beating drum.
Displayed with darkness
as stars twinkle light
the scenery becomes
the prize of the night.
Then as the moonlight
comes shining on down
the lunar scenery
is seen all around.
Some as the shadows
that frolic and play
in lunar scenery
before break of day.
Then as the Earth turns
it displays so bright
the lunar scenery
with the end of the night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

That Season So Fine

November brings us
that December time
found within Christmas
that season so fine.
Each brand new snowflake
that falls down to Earth
reminds me of Jesus
and His wondrous birth.
That season of winter
that comes in with snow
and then some magic
from Christmas to show.
Yes that great season
has blessings in time
that come from Christmas
that season so fine.
Then as the days move
and time ticks away
that season so fine
shows that wondrous array.
Snowflakes in pictures
that ones memorize
often are falling
from those Christmas skies.
Then as the children
awaken to see,
they might find magic
up under their tree.
Gifts from old Santa
that he left to find
Christmas with joyful
that season so fine.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Effervescent Eyes

This one with such passion
has true love to grow
as time is found ticking
with more that I know.
Her effervescent eyes
that twinkle as they do
are soft brown and wondrous
with love that’s so true.
Days are with journeys
as a God given prize
effervescent moments
with effervescent eyes.
The light of the world finds
her and I together,
her effervescent eyes
forever and ever.
Echoes of our heartbeats
are that of a dream
her effervescent eyes
and me down a stream.
Floating down a river
as it twist and it turns
those effervescent moments
with love filled concerns.
Her effervescent eyes
of a soft brown array
fill me with passion
we share every day.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

New Beginnings

Time is gathered,
hours are cast
new beginnings
found from the past.
Flowers of springtime
after the snow
bring new beginnings
to come all aglow.
Seasons of wonder
found in our thoughts
display the patterns
time frames are tossed.
Brand new beginnings
give way to styles
within a giggle
and then some of smiles.
Time is now showing
days with their endings
displaying chances
for new beginnings

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Themes Of Miles

Counted are minutes,
counted are styles.
Counted are oceans
with themes of miles
Nautical value
with waves coming in
themes of miles
show echoes begin.
Remembered moments
counted so true
blessings so wondrous
found in my view.
Themes of miles
united arrays
with my grandparents
those wonderful days.
Time becomes patterns
as silhouettes glow
themes of miles
from a long time ago.
Now they are memories
Heavenly laid
themes of miles
that ticking time made.
Found as the flavors
of love so divine
themes of miles
are a wonderful time.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Scattering Dewdrops

Springtime awakens
with raindrops to fall
then found by morning
some moisture’s over all.
Scattering dewdrops
here thereabouts
springtime’s beginnings
are with little sprouts.
Green grass then growing
with flowers divine
scattering dewdrops
shows that it’s springtime.
The stage is in place
for the season to flow
scattering dewdrops
for things which to grow.
Birds will be chirping
with sounds of dream
and then you might hear
a quick flowing stream.
The wondrous sounds
that springtime inlays
is scattering dewdrops
for much better days.
Then as the season
grabs hold so to shine
scattering dewdrops
will pour just like wine.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Shadows Of Gray

Within the darkness
a shadow can be
seen as a person
or maybe a tree.
Fear might engulf you
as you look around
seeing the shadows
without any sound.
Some shadows maybe
might just be there
seen as a gray thing
you can’t compare.
Yet in the darkness
time might display
only your fearful
of shadows of gray.
Peaceful yet taunting
those shadows might be
when they’re just tree limbs
those shadows you see.
Then as the darkness
falls from the way,
you might be laughing
at shadows of gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Mist Of Night

Winds of winter
hold so tight
in the grip of
mist of night.
Strong winds blowing
time is seen
mist of night
a moments dream.
Throughout seconds
minutes will grow
mist of night
with winds that blow.
Springtime’s awaiting
time to begin
mist of night
for the winters end.
Soon the flavors
a wintery sight
will be springtime’s
mist of night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

The Love of Friends

A friend so true
as time displays
can become
the best of days.
The love of friends
as counted minds
comes from truth
in days and times.
Faithful truthful
not of lies
the love of friends
won’t meet demise.
Yet with lying
words of mouth
all that was
will just go south.
For the moments
need to frame
the love of friends
and not insane.
Holding truthful
done and said
what that friendship
does not dread.
So now tell me
do you flow
the love of friends
where all you go?

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Farewell And Hello

The passing of a loved one
does not mean that they are gone,
for when they pass from this old place
their lives continue on,
Time might seem to be of sadness,
but the joy resides
in the loved ones made as whole
as their spirits rise.
Memories will blossom then
as new days come and go
with the sight of their farewell
and with their hello.
I’ll keep my grandparents in my heart
and all that have gone too,
for I know when my time is up
I’ll be right there with you.
The body only holds a moment
then it must let go
to find the time and place to say
your farewell and hello.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Beyond Our Eyes

With sights unseen
and things less heard
beyond our eyes
there’s many a word.
Spirits are speaking
saying real clear
Heaven is wondrous
and God’s sincere.
Ghost all around us
with angels wings
speaking of Jesus
and how Heaven sings.
Now might seem clouded,
but truth will be found
when we are standing
upon solid ground.
Life can seem endless,
but see how it flies
when you are older
beyond our eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Windows Of Heaven

Now and then will come a time
that we must all be true
and look within our hearts desires
and find life anew.
For the seconds turn to hours
as time falls away
and within the windows of Heaven
then will come our day.
The hearts as sailing ships of time
might one day cease to float
and then they’ll need to find Lord God
to sail them in His boat.
His boat to Heaven sailing true
is that of blessings tide
that sails unto windows of Heaven
with His love inside.
Things we say and do each day
will one day need to find
forgiveness for the things we’ve done
to find a peaceful mind.
For within the windows of Heaven
there’s no room for sin,
so pray to God and ask Lord Jesus
to come and live within.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Spring Has Arisen

The sky might be cloudy,
but blue sky is there
for spring has arisen
with sights everywhere.
The snow is now melting
with waters to flow.
Yes spring has arisen
to give us a show.
Flowers soon blooming
and leaves will then sprout
as trees start saying
what springs all about.
New air to blossom
from rosebuds to bloom
then within April,
May and then June.
Spring has arisen
with life coming true
that in time will blossom
a new life for you.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Meaningless Chatter

Words of abundance
in a jumbled array
can become confusions
words of dismay.
Speaking too often
and not hearing clear
what ones are saying
that might be sincere.
Yet many times though
meaningless chatter
is the prognosis
of lesser the matter.
But don’t confuse it
what all that is heard,
because what they’re saying
might not be absurd.
Meaningless chatter
is sometimes the case,
but other times surely
it needs your embrace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Answers For You

So many questions
fall into place
leaving confusion
found on our face.
Things we’ve encountered
time has displayed,
find us with questions,
answers inlayed.
Maybe more questions
filled full of style,
answers for you
within a great while.
Scenes that have risen
questions and more,
the answers for you,
you might need explore.
Answers for you
will sometimes be seen.
found as you slumber
the midst of a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Crosswinds Blow

Sailing ships
in oceans waves
takes them to
some distant days.
Crosswinds blow
and change their course
along with motions
oceans force.
Teams of thresholds
open wide,
crosswinds blow
and give a ride.
Sometimes seeming
endless path
crosswinds blowing
very fast.
Sailing ships
find given free
oceans voyage
throughout the sea.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

A Silent Glance

A scene a sight
a friendly dance
is sometimes as
a silent glance.
The dance is just
a time and frame
a silent glance
a different name.
Then the thoughts
that ones perceive
a silent glance
will start to breathe.
A breath of life
of friendly ways
a silent glance
will fill the days.
Let those minutes
become as
a silent dream
of futures past.
But don’t let
the time to grow
a silent glance
with bitter woe.
Choose your glance
with truth embrace
a silent glance
through Jesus Grace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2016

Front To Back

Up and down,
and front to back
some directions
fade to black.
Red and blue
gives purple scenes
with blue and yellow
turned to greens.
Front and back
can change its place
as some foods
have different taste.
Last to first
is sometimes fact,
but it’s often
not exact.
Links to people
we might find
front to back
a different mind.
Life is often
just a phase
front to back
with different ways.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

A Timeless Page

A book of Christmas opened wide
and gave some sights to see,
with lights lit up red, green and blue
upon a Christmas tree.
A timeless page with magic words
that displayed certain hues,
some toys for Jimmy and doll for Pam
and even some brand new shoes.
The scenes so magical displayed times
of which the times foretold
a timeless page in a story book
of Christmases of old.
Each word that’s written down with ink
is filled with love and care
as each page shows of Christmas scenes
with Santa’s wondrous flair.
Yet some pages turned and read
are found with Jesus Christ,
a timeless page of long ago
donned with starry lights.
Christmas season opened wide
this book of loves details,
a timeless page is turned to show
what Christmastime entails.
The stage of love from up above
that pages do employ
a timeless page of love and care
that’s filled with Christmas joy.
So as you read this book of scenes
remember that great age
with Jesus Christ and Santa Claus
upon this timeless page.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

Where All We Go

With you and me
and each new day
our paths might cross
in some old way.
The signs of times
might surely show
you and me
where all we go.
With ins and outs
of times mistaken
there might be
a picture taken.
Where all we go
that’s memorized
the things we’ve done
beneath the skies,
No matter when
or where we went
where all we go
is times intent.
For you and I
with passageways
will maybe find
the same old days.
Yet the moments
might occur
where all we went
and seem a blur.
Then those minutes
moments times
might turn into
only rhymes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

Rekindled Thoughts

Thinking rethinking
minutes gone by
minutes tick onwards
and might seem to fly.
Rekindled thoughts are
timeless to find
as we are thinking of
time after time.
Thoughts of a second
are paving the hours
with rekindled thoughts
that timeless empowers.
Some seeming lengthy,
but they just flew by
as a roadrunner running
from a critter so sly.
The footprints in sand
from footsteps you took
are rekindled thoughts
at times you mistook.
More than a memory,
more than a day
rekindled thoughts
can fade all the gray.
Finding all the wonders
of times that you lost
and smiling remembering
rekindled thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

Changing Perception

Donning your new eyes
changing perception
might find you standing
needing correction.
For through your choices
you might have then wronged
someone on someday
that might have belonged.
Changing perception
finds other views,
looking with new eyes
and seeing the trues.
Often our perception
has come from a friend
and not from our own sight
to then depend.
So let your new days
find some correction
from that of new eyes
changing perception.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

Pipe Dreams

Seeming realistic,
but falsely displayed,
pipe dreams can be like
a live hand grenade.
Fantasy living
can become nightmares
found as some pipe dreams
with just but a flair.
Scenes with exclusions
of times reality.
Pipe dreams can become
a lost entity.
Times full of falsehoods
with you oh so great.
that turn into nightmares
which truth can’t relate.
Life turns the pipe dreams
into history,
the things that are not true
and what’s reality.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2016

A Faraway Place

In a land so faraway
where the sun is so high
and the people are friendly
as they struggle by,
I found a true friendship
that has become much more,
he’s more like son of mine
I’ve never seen before.
We surely have never met
and I have no true fatherhood,
but he acts like a son of mine
in a faraway neighborhood.
In a faraway place in time
where two souls connected
we found through the internet
heartbeats that were affected.
One needing compassion
and the other with love
in a faraway place in time
with much love from above.
Time brought them closer
through then and tomorrow
with one in a faraway place
to Henry Nana Kwaku Oduro.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 8,  2016

for Apr 8,  2016

Beneath a liar
holds many different views,
that sway back and forth.

A simple flower
can change all the scenery
with merely a glance.

Blinding is the sun
if our eyes look long and hard,
but warmth it will give.

A footsteps journey
shows many mistakes we make
as our own imprints.

A tree that’s swaying
might have a windy reason
or creature within.

What lives within us
can become our destruction
if it’s only lies.

Reluctant people
will wait as long as they can,
before doing things.

Scenes of a haze
are often just a moment
that sleep can repair.

As grass is growing
so are many weeds thereto,
but beauty they give.

The fangs of a dog
are not there to bite you,
but chew up their food.

Time is dynamite
when it’s used in the wrong way,
for it can explode.

A bird flying high
often uses some breezes
to keep it aloft.

Mind blowing moments
will one day become calming
as time goes its way.

Today’s yesterday
might become the tomorrows
that you’re wishing for.

Sometimes believing
needs you to look passed your doubts
and see what that’s true.

The essence of life
is not just of what we see,
but what we cannot.

A page of our life
holds stories with many words
that ones cannot spell.

Best is perception,
for what seems the best right now
might be very wrong.

A valley of life
has an essence of beauty
with freewill of time.

Desires of thieves
will dig into others lives
and take them away,

Planting a flower
will not make it to grow strong,
for it needs water.

Chances are given
that many use foolishly
without thinking first.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 8,  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 🙂

When We Start


Hello my friends

It’s another week gone by and spring is making
itself known up here.  Floods are beginning due
to melting ice and snow.  Right now at 3:30 in
the evening it’s 29 F degrees though.  Still not
quite spring weather hehehe.  OK it’s spring
weather for up here,  but not for where I was
born and raised in Texas LOL.  My weather
program shows that it might warm up a little
by Wednesday to the upper 30’s and then by
late week to the upper 40’s,  but that’s just
a guess from The Weather Channel.  Tonight
it’s supposed to get down to 9 F degrees LOL.
Or at least by morning it should be 9 F.  So,
what else is happening over this way.  Well,
Thursday morning when I let the boys out to
go potty,  they decided to go out for a field trip
on their own.  I donned my shoes and took
my camera with me to go and find them and
tell them to get their butts back to the house.
LOL I was hollering for them and then here
comes Rocky running towards me and then
he stopping by my side.  I kept on hollering,
but Benny ignored me hehehe.  I walked on
and then he saw me and knew he was in hot
water LOL.  He shuddered a bit and then he
slowly came running.  I took pictures of them
both as they ran to the house.  After that we
started putting their electronic fence collars
on them again.  Stopped that hehehe.  I’m
sure that after a few days of that they’ll get
the message and go back to hanging around
the house until Judy and/or I take them out
for a field trip.  I’m too afraid they’ll get into
something that I won’t be able to find them
and help them if I were not there.  Benny is
mostly the one I worry about.  He’s a curious
little fart.  None the less they are both doing
well.  Ornery as ever LOL!  Our landlord
came by yesterday and said,  he’ll have to
come by and fix his mess ups in a few days 🙂
He used his tractor with backhoe and bucket
to clear our driveway a few times and he dug
a few deep ditches in the driveway hehehe.
Yep,  before he’ll be able to mow,  he’ll have
to fix that.  No way he’ll be able to mow the
way it sits LOL. So what else is going on at
the Pearce’s Place?  Our youngest grandson
Christian came to spend the weekend with us.
We stayed up till about 3 AM this morning
watching funny videos on Youtube.  Plus,  he
brought a Dragonball Z movie with him for
us to watch with him.  We always enjoy it
when Christian comes to visit.  We all went
to Subway last night and bought some sub
sandwiches that we brought home for our
dinner.  We watched Ghost Adventures
or what ever that was called and then we
watched Youtube videos for the rest of the
night till about 3 AM.  Then my old neck
and back said Bill go to bed.  So me and
Judy headed to bed.  Christian headed to
the recliner in the living room where he
sleeps and he sat playing with his tablet
watching Youtube DBZ gaming videos and
some others.  Right now he’s gone in there
to keep from bothering me as I write.  He
is so considerate 🙂  Though I doubt he’d
bother me being in here,  but at least this
way, if he gets excited he doesn’t have to
worry about laughing too loud hehehe.
Judy is behind me reading a book on
her Kindle.  It was just a tablet,  but she
downloaded a Kindle app and it turned
it into a Kindle 🙂   Cheaper than buying
a Kindle which we surely can’t afford.
So it seems all’s well at the Pearce’s Place.
Yep,  it even seems that our ghost dog
is enjoying life as it may 🙂  Yes,  it seems
we have a ghost dog and he plays with the
dog toys even when Benny and Rocky
are not in the room hehehe.  We think
it might be Milo.  He did so love to play
with the toys,  of course up until he lost
his hearing and couldn’t hear them squeak.
Yet he still would find the Lamb Chop
dog toy and run through the house with
it hehehe.  His favorite when he could
hear was the blue octopus.  For that
matter it was also Benny’s favorite and
they would often have a tug of war with
it LOL.  That poor little octopus 🙂  His
tentacles and eyes caught the brunt of
it all hehehe.  We even bought another
one,  so they would each have one,  but
they still fought over the one hehehe 🙂
Rocky likes to empty all of the toy boxes
and string the toys out all through the
house.  When we start picking them up
and putting them back,  he will be right
behind us taking them out faster than
we can get them in the boxes LOL.  He
LOVES those dog toys.  Benny plays
with one or two,  but that’s all he ever
has interest in hehehe.  Not Rocky LOL.
Nope,  he plays with them ALL.  Boy,
that wind outside is blowing profusely.
Sheesh,  it sounds like a sledge hammer
as it beats against the house with each
gust.  OK maybe not a heavy sledge
hammer,  but maybe a really soft sort
of sledge hammer hehehe.  None the
less,  we can feel the trailer shake as
my monitor sways back and forth like a
pendulum hehehe.  Makes me a little
dizzy sort of to try and read hehehehe.
This things swings like a pendulum do
bobbies on bicycles,  two by two 🙂 LOL.
Hehehe an old Roger Miller song came
back to me.  I used to love that song 🙂
Chug-A Lug and Do-Wacka-Do were
also some of my favorites of his.  My
favorite cousin Melodie and me used
to always sing those songs.  She passed
away many years ago.  But she still is
alive in spirit as she watches me from
Heaven 🙂  Love ya Melodie,  but then,
I’m sure you already know that.  So
OK what else is there to ramble about?
It doesn’t look like there’s much else to
tell you.  God has been watching over
Judy and I since the beginning and I’m
sure He is watching over us today.  He
has sent many angels to help us when
we were in need.  We thank God for
that and all that we are so unaware of
that He does for us.  You should also be
thankful even if you are unaware of what
He has done for you.  So many blessings
go under our radar as we just continue
our lives.  Thank Him for all that you
know of and all that you know not of.
Trust that God is always in control,
no matter how bad things might seem.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin
my search back through all that I have
written here to see 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.  It looks as if
I may have found a decent title and now
after checking, I see that I haven’t used
it yet,  so here goes.  Wish me luck 🙂

When We Start

Beginnings begin
when endings subside
and when we start
we’ll find a new ride.
Maybe found bumpy
or with some road blocks.
Yes when we start
we might hit some rocks.
Times might uncover
some hidden pathways
for when we start
we’re seeing new days.
Some might seem silly
and some might seem dumb,
but when we start moving
we will have begun.
Learning our lessons
from times driven trails
when we start out with
some ignorant sails.
Then as our journey
finds footing in place
time becomes doorways
with new things to face.
So when we start out
and see things to change
time in a new day
might seem very strange.
Yet when we start out
and head on our way
we need to let Jesus
help us every day.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3,  2016

Okie dokie there ya go.  It might not be
that good,  but it’ll have to do hehehehe.
I often have no control of what comes out
of my head and into writing.  I just start
writing using the title as the beginning to
form thoughts as a river.  It sometimes
flows quickly as it did just now and the
words just pour out like water.  Anyways,
I hope you enjoyed it and maybe even
enjoyed my rambling.  Yes,  I know,  I
do tend to ramble a bit,  don’t I hehehehe.
Well as long as you got a laugh or 2 from
it,  that’s all that matters.  Hopefully my
rambling also served you some peace to
take with you in life.  I know that when
I read it back to myself,  I’ll often find
myself in another world.  Weird I know,
but that’s me.  Yeppers,  I’m weird with
a capital W hehehe.  That wind is still
blowing quite briskly outside.  It shows
on my weather program that we are
having 20 to 30 mph winds with 40 mph
gusts,  so yeppers,  it be blowing hard.
Well I don’t believe I have forgotten
anything,  so I reckon it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more
poems with 1 that’s a tad Christmassy 🙂
I also wrote 22 more 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 blessed weekend or whatever’s
left of it and a truly wonderful week 🙂
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  Now,  where is that blasted
off switch hiding at this time?  Hmm I
think I see a little movement behind
my monitor hehehe aside from the
swaying that it is doing on its own
due to the wind LOL.  Yep that little
varmint was hanging onto the back
of my monitor and losing its grip as
the monitor rocked back and forth 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S.  Oh yea,  I wrote another poem
Friday about friends that will up the
count of poems to 11 hehehe Enjoy.

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

Despite The Pain

The stress of time
that falls in place
might some times
put a frown on your face.
So many heartaches
that come into view
might sometimes
create what you do.
Patterns repeated
might show on your face
a breath of much lesser
and with a bad taste.
Yet all those moments
time frames record
might be many lessons
allowed from our Lord.
Time might seem bitter
and seem so insane,
but you might get stronger
despite the pain.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

A Change Of Pace

Footsteps marching
to their own drum
while they might whistle
or they might hum.
Ones own footsteps
will record a trace
the times that they
had a change of pace.
Often seen running
and then slowing down
a change of pace
shows how they get around.
Many situations
will discern our path
and a change of pace
might lessen our wrath.
So our destinations
that we’re striving for
a change of pace
might help us go far.
Taking a breather
from your daily stride
a change of pace
might smooth out the ride.
So don’t be always
be in a mad race.
Enjoy the journey
with a change of pace.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

Melting Icicles

The season of winter
comes in with a roar
found with the sight of
snowflakes and more.
Bringing in settings
of new sights to see
with icicles forming
upon every tree.
Christmas then heightens
the wintertime scenes
with many colors
of red blues and greens.
Some lights with colors
found just of white
with icicles forming
in the dark of the night.
Then when the season
has done all it can
some melting icicles
display another plan.
Springtime awakens
as snow melts away
with melting icicles
March, April and May.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

Never Say Never

When in a moment
you might sort of say
I’ll never do that
not never a day.
Sometimes that moment
might not be true,
for what you say never
might be within you.
Saying that you’ll never
do anything
might find you one day
changing how you sing.
So never say never
for turnstiles might change
leaving you choices
to do something strange.
Then with the choices
and what’s in front of you
your never say never
might seem good to do.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

A Cloud Filled Morning

The beginning of the day
shows raindrops to fall
on a cloud filled morning
with springtime to call.
Winter’s still holding tight
a grasp white as snow,
as the season of springtime
seeks much to grow.
Northern skies clouded up
revealing a view
filled full of hopeful
that spring will come true.
Like a book of pages
that turn with the wind
the days show us springtime
that shall transcend.
Then as the snow melts
and winter is gone
a cloud filled morning
will then carry on.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

A List Of Tries

Efforts of useless
only explode
a list of tries
on down the road.
Not giving your all
to surely succeed
a list of tries
won’t give what you need.
Put better effort
in good things to do
and then you might
not end up so blue.
A list of tries
so many will write
what all they’ll do
each day and each night.
But the best efforts
in what’s not just lies
can help you succeed
a list full of tries.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

Less Of Me

I find times
I’m so confused
what that’s me
that I abused.
Scenes created
in my mind
things remembered
time to time.
Now I gather
all my strength
to take God
the greater length.
Less of me
and more of Him
not just when
my life is dim.
God makes great
my life to see,
more of Him
and less of me.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

The Walls Of Time

Decades of pastimes
of which we will see
the walls of time
become history.
If walls could talk
they’d tell a tail
things they’ve seen
of Heaven and Hell.
All that was spoken
the walls heard clear
as they recorded
each smile and each tear.
The walls of time
that many don’t know
show all the heartbreaks
and love that will grow.
So much remembered
is found to remind
the leftover moments
the walls of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016


Remembering Texas
and flowers that bloom
I think of Bluebells
we saw within June.
All of those flowers
flowing like seasons
Bluebells so wondrous
as flowery legions.
Exposing springtime
and summer’s rain
Bluebells discernment,
joy to attain.
Remembering those times
a long time ago
I have the pictures
of Bluebells that grow.
Seasonal displays
timeless details
the sight of the wonderful
scenes of Bluebells.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

Life In A Doorway

Standing just looking in
you might not find
the life that you’re seeking
to fill up your mind.
Life in a doorway
just standing around
you might not see what’s
there to be found.
Sometimes your footsteps
need to walk in
to allow God to work
and help you begin.
Yet many times we
might need to stand
life in a doorway
and think of a plan.
Not with hurried heart
seeking each day,
learning what to do with
life in a doorway.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2016

Friendship Through Life

Decisive the years pass
as friendships are born
and some might end up
a bit mangled and torn.
Chances for friendship
will come and then go
with some as good-byes
and some as hello.
Yet there are many then
that find ways to be
a friendship through life
and our history.
Lessons from passed days
will often foretell
a friendship through life,
or one not so well.
So as the pages turn
in times so precise,
some might be true in
friendship through life.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2016

for Mar 31,  2016

Summer of violets
displays a reddish blue hue
that seems as Heaven.

Morning is the time
that allows new beginnings
to let time to pass.

Minutes of a rose
are as petals in the wind
as their time finds end.

Leftover heartbeats
can bring forth a miracle
seen as a daisy.

Love finds emotions
within the moonlight at night
and stars up above.

Seasons have moments
that are discerned as patterns
changing with the wind.

The times we recall
might be what needs forgotten,
for they are hatred.

Hardwired anger
brings regretful emotions
that later arrive.

Thriving on mishaps
finds your growth without lessons
if mishaps don’t teach.

Lasting impressions
come at unfortunate times
and leave a bad taste.

Roads to endearment
often have winding journeys
with some bumpy miles.

The knowledge to drive
refers to more than a car,
but how you’re to act.

A leaf falling down
has no predetermined flight
or place it shall land.

Ones recollections
might have lost their true colors
and turned black and white.

Sunshine and rainbows
are blessings from up above
to help peace to thrive.

Glancing at the sky
you might see a few emotions
found within your eyes.

True friends will be there
no matter how much you have,
for they are deeper.

Beyond what we see
holds the flavors of passion
found in Lord Jesus.

A bugs life seems small,
but to it there’s always hope,
found in tomorrow.

Depicting colors
of springtime to summertime
shows colors so bright.

Timeless solitude
comes as a forest of life
with leaves falling down.

Changing perception
needs a change from deep within
to allow the change,

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  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 🙂