Connecting The Dots


Hello my friends

The weather up this ways has been on what
I call confusion hehehe.  Today’s high is 57 F
and it’s 55 F right now.  It’s supposed to be in
the 60’s and 70’s all week aside from Tuesday
which is showing a high of 80 F.  In my long
distant forecast it’s showing mid to upper 60’s
for next week LOL.  So it’s looking like June
isn’t going to be that bad,  at least not up here.
Youngest grandson Christian came to spend
the night with us last night.  Judy went to her
daughter’s house yesterday for game night and
I wasn’t feeling much like going so I stayed
home with the boys.  I took them out in the
field for a little field trip and they loved it 🙂
Judy called me later that evening saying that
Christian wanted to come over and I said to
bring him on.  She said she would bring him
when they got done playing games.  So Judy
and Christian walked through the front door
at around midnight hehehe.  The boys were
all excited when they heard the car pull up.
Anyways,  I reckon I need to stop here and
fix us all some brunch.  So I’ll continue with
this later :).  Okie dokie,  I’m back!  We had
just begun eating when Judy’s daughter came
and picked up Christian.  We all had a nice
visit in the living room.  Helena brought her
dog Khione and the boys had a blast with
her.  Though I think Rocky loved playing
with her more than Benny.  None the less we
had dogs running all throughout the house.
I had to shut the door to in here to keep them
from messing up stuff with their playfulness.
It’s kind of funny,  Benny loves our neighbors
dog named Teddy,  but Rocky isn’t all that
crazy about him,  so he just sits back and
watches them play pretty much the same as
Benny did with Rocky and Khione hehehe.
We love our boys.  Helena and Christian
have left now and it’s back to the journal.
It’s looking like it could rain at the drop of
a hat,  so please,  nobody drop a hat LOL!
So after Helena and Christian left,  Judy
and I came back in here and fed the boys
the sausage and eggs that I made for them.
They love it!  So,  where am I?  Hehehe,
oh yea,  right here.   Now it’s onwards with
my rambling.  Tomorrow’s Memorial day
and I’m guessing that most stores will be
closed,  so I reckon Judy and I will just
hang out around the house and watch TV.
I can imagine that there will be fireworks
booming in the distance as people celebrate.
Judy and I don’t care much for fireworks.
They used to be illegal in Maine up until
a few years ago.  Before that you could buy
sparklers,  but that was it, unless you had
a license to shoot off fireworks.  I think
Texas has always allowed fireworks,  but
I myself think they cause too many fires
and injuries because of people that don’t
know what they’re doing.  That’s the way
I feel about guns,  but then,  nobody ever
listens to me or cares about my opinion 🙂
LOL oh well,  life goes on.  It’s 5 o’clock
now and 55 F degrees.  It’s supposed to
get down to 49 F by morning.  This is one
thing I love about living up here.  Escaping
the heat.  Texas is a bit too warm for me,
even if I was born and raised in Texas 🙂
My old body can’t handle the heat.  I’m
hot natured in a big way especially after
the loss of my colon and all LOL.  So,  it
looks like Maine is where I need to be 😉
Judy’s now trying to find something good
for us to watch on TV tonight.  I recorded
UFO’s The Untold Stories last night so
we’ve got that to watch if there’s nothing
else,  but it looks like she may have found
something for us tonight so The Untold
will maybe wait until tomorrow hehehe.
I feel blessed to be married to someone
that brightens my life.  God knew what
He was doing when he put us together
like connecting the dots.  God drew a
line from Texas to Maine and wove in
the connection.  LOL these little boys of
ours are pooped from all the running
and playing.  They’re both lying in the
floor in their doggy beds right between
Judy and I.  Hehehe I got up to go and
shut the front door and windows in the
living room and they both came running
right behind me.  Now they’re back in
their little beds where they were before.
Gotta love those boys 🙂  Thank You
God for all that You have done and all
that You continue to do in our everyday
lives.  I reckon I should stop here and
begin my quest back through all that I
have written here to see if I can find a
word or phrase in something that I’ve
written here that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So it’s
off I go to that place of my recollection
that I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  Hmm it looks like I may have
found a decent title just a few lines back.
So,  let’s see what I can do with it,  if
anything hehehe.  Here goes!

Connecting The Dots

The lines of times
of thereunto
can become places
better to view.
Connecting the dots
to then and there
the times we see
may be with prayer.
An answer from time
that you prayed for
that God awoke
for you to explore.
The scenes we see
that time portrays
connecting the dots
shows many ways.
The path we have gone
away from the lost
is God’s Own way
of connecting the dots.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2016

So,  how’d I do?  Did it make any sense to
you at all?  I hope it did and I also hope that
my rambling didn’t bore ya to sleep,  but if
it did,  at least ya got a nap hehehe.  So what
else is there to tell ya?  Well,  the boys are in
their treat wanting modes and pestering Judy
for treats LOL.  Hehehe at least they’re not
pestering me 🙂  OK,  they’ve finally calmed
down a bit.  Judy said NO TREATS.  You
have food in your dog pans.  I think I have
told you all that there is to tell.  Life here at
the Pearce’s Place is pretty much just a day
to day search to find something to watch on
TV and playing with the boys LOL.  We’re
not that exciting,  but we’re happy.  If our
health was better,  we might be happier 🙂
but that’s life and this is the way it is.  The
boys have gotten in their playful moods and
they’re playing chase.  I turned around and
they were both just staring at me with those
wanting eyes hehehe.  So tossed in a dog
toy and Rocky ran off with it.  Benny just
decided to lie back down in his bed beside
me.  Rocky just found a treat that Benny
had hidden and he’s munching on it LOL.
Benny don’t care.  He knows that there
are more treats.  LOL probably ones that
he has hidden throughout the house.  I’ve
caught him numerous times stashing them
in our spare room hehehe.  Anyways,  it
looks like I have slipped off into Rambles
Ville and I need to put on the brakes,  so
I can 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,  but as
I have done many times in the past,  I wrote
a few more poems,  3 to be exact,  so you
have 13 to read hehehe.  I also once again
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,  it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a most wonderful weekend or
whatever’s left of it and a truly blessed
week along with a happy Memorial day.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  OK now,  where is that dadgum off
switch hiding this time?  LOL,  so you’re
taking up reading are ya,  well by using
yourself as a dog ear kind of made you
stand out.  Hiding in Judy’s new book
that I have here on my desk wasn’t the
greatest hiding spot.  Better luck next
time.  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to Judy’s new book as at
the end of the journal along with the
others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+3 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Stars Of Nigh

The darkness finds
a place so high
where future’s met
with stars of nigh.
Footsteps made
with shadows seen
stars of nigh
might be a dream.
Leaving footprints
very clear
stars of nigh
of yesteryear.
Yet those stars
that you beheld
might just be
where troubles dwelled.
All those times
you put so high
might of been
just stars of nigh.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Thoughts At Dawn

Night finds ending
when it’s gone
bringing mornings
thoughts at dawn.
Time’s a passage
counted true
thoughts at dawn
from thereunto.
Reminded moments
live to tell
thoughts at dawn
a wishing well.
Mindful quarters
tossed on in
thoughts at dawn
for peace to win.
Yet the morning
brings along
nighttime’s wonders
thoughts at dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Faded Dreams

The hands of time
might fade away
with our dreams
another day.
The things we want
or think we need
faded dreams
will take the lead.
Sometimes seeming
it’s unfair
faded dreams
of then and there.
They might even
seem so cruel
faded dreams
to make a fool.
Yet our hopeful
does survive
giving time
to stay alive.
So as doorways
come in view
faded dreams
will be there too.
But don’t let those
faded dreams
take away
the greatest scenes.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Those Christmas Thoughts

That Christmas play
of long ago
is now just something
that I know.
The stage with friendship
counted true
those Christmas thoughts
I wish to view.
My heart’s now yearning
times agin
those Christmas thoughts
of where I’ve been.
The hands of time
moved so fast
leaving only
a shadows cast.
The Christmas story
from a book
was read on stage
and not mistook.
Many loved ones
watched and cried
those Christmas thoughts
that then applied.
My heart’s still beating
missing true
those Christmas thoughts
I wish to view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Viewed From Within

Our outer shell
might not so well
display what’s right
within ones sight.
The ones that see
both you and me
might not see clear
our lives sincere.
Viewed from within
helps ones begin
to grow in time
and not just rhyme.
Scenes of things
as diamond rings
are not so great
with shallow state.
So as a quest
look for what’s best
beneath the skin
viewed from within.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

An Empty Soul

Sounds of rhythms
beating drums
many shadows
are reruns.
An empty soul
of hearts desires
creates stages
filled with fires.
Without moments
found in prayer
an empty soul
has shallow layer.
Peace and love can
heal the phase,
an empty soul
for future days.
The love of God
can make you whole
and lesser of
an empty soul.

©By Bill Pearce
may 27,  2016

Art Of The Sky

Clouds in formation
as white fluffy scenes
are the art of the sky
as rivers and streams.
Flowing as torrents
and sometimes with peace,
the art of the sky
is a wondrous release.
Often with raindrops
and often with snow,
then maybe coldness
making icicles grow.
The art of the sky
holds wonderful sights
seen during daytime
and on through the nights.
Changing with seasons
each cloud has its own
true art of the sky
with winds that have blown.
Time becomes countless
as clouds float on by
making many pictures
as art of the sky.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Afternoon Delight

Each day’s beginning
is that with the sun
sometimes with business
and sometimes with fun.
Time becomes counted
as day unto night
with minutes displaying
an afternoon delight.
Some might not see it
the glimmer so great
that Lord God has given,
so many will debate.
An afternoon delight
is a time so to tell
found as a pattern
that minutes compel.
With God The Father
we’ll all be alright
blessings concurring
an afternoon delight.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Summertime Waves

A time of existence
with summertime waves
lives on as memories
those wonderful days.
Wading in the waters
as they come ashore
those summertime waves
that live forevermore.
Thriving as the shadows
of times from my past
those summertime waves
will continue to last.
Displayed as a journal
that time has written down
those summertime waves
the ocean brought around.
Mesmerizing moments
of God’s magic wand
are those summertime waves
that live on and on.
Alive in some photographs
and some videos too
those summertime waves
are as each day anew.
The rhythms of the tide
are that of the days
found as remembered
those summertime waves.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Writing My Mind

Stories I’ve written,
words that I’ve said
are what that’s begun
inside of my head.
Writing my mind
with letters and words,
sometimes might seem
as a large flock of birds.
Often what’s written
is just within me,
shared as a turnstile
through my history.
My life is a book
with pages to turn,
some that so many
will never discern.
Yet,  I’ll continue
with my own design,
sharing my thoughts
while writing my mind.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2016

Sunshine Bright

Day came dawning
sunshine bright,
giving truly
divine sight.
Scenes of blessings
painted free,
by The Artist
we can’t see.
Brightest moments
come at glance,
often causing
ones a trance.
Each day’s beauty
timeless dream,
could be sunshine
on a stream.
Morning comes with
great daylight,
found amidst the
sunshine bright.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2016

A Blast From The Past

The decades of passed days
live now as a journey,
found as the conclusions
sometimes on a gurney.
Those times of long ago
when I saw life immortal,
for I was just a child
down a life banter portal.
A blast from the past
gives me reason to smile,
for I know that Lord God
loved me all of the while.
Those times were as numbers
that I counted as waves,
as a child with emotions
those summertime days.
Yet now as I’m older
with shadows contrast,
I see I’ve learned lessons
from a blast from the past.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2016

Traipsing In The Field

The grass is greener
in fields of wonder
as I am watching my
boys over yonder.
Yes they’re so happy
together today
traipsing in the field
as they run and they play.
The day is soon ending
with times evening sun
and traipsing in the field
is soon to be done.
Those four legged brothers
run fast homeward bound
with each one so happy
that the other’s around.
Traipsing in the field
we will once again do
on a day filled with clouds
or a sky painted blue.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2016

for May 28,  2016

A fraction of time
can hold many decisions,
either right or wrong.

Without butterflies
we would not see the blessings
of transformation.

The sound of the wind
has a few voices in it,
just passing the time.

Leftover moments
can be baggage not needed
that we must let go.

Wonders of the clouds
are within their formations
and how we view them.

A chance for changes
can procure many problems
with change and no thought.

Fields of emotion
spawn an imagination
that could be run wild.

Without a journey
there can be no beginnings
as footsteps stagnate.

Various pathways
lead to many directions
and some have potholes.

Tomorrow’s sunshine
is still just a mystery,
so deal with right now.

Sometimes as a ghost
your loved ones will protect you
from the dark of night.

A Dandelion
shows its yellow blooms so bright
to distract from weeds.

The beauty of love
is much deeper than our sight,
for it’s within us.

Cherishing portions
of a moment that is gone
can become baggage.

A book that you see
might have deception inside
as the cover lies.

Years of a heartbeat
become a rhythm of life,
with the good and bad.

Without emotions
our lives would be as robots
with no love to thrive.

Stood beside a tree
you will hear it in the wind
as the branches sway.

While you are waiting,
time continues its footsteps
marching in its style.

If without patience
you might find yourself troubled
while clocks keep ticking.

The oceans memories
are as waves inside my mind
and sunrise to see..

Amongst some liars
holds the key to misery
that unlocks the truth.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2016

Judy’s newest book (Pearlescent) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
My wife Judy’s Poetry other 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 🙂

Our Own Patterns


Hello my friends

This passed week has been more like spring.
Right now it’s 76 F degrees and for the rest of
the week it’s supposed in the lower to mid 70’s.
Yep,  that’s spring weather.  I think the boys
are enjoying the warmer weather and all,  but
I’m sure they still miss the snow.  They loved
to play in it.  It will most surely return hehehe.
In the mean time,  we’re going enjoy spring
and summer 🙂  Yeppers,  the trees have leaves
on them now and the dandelions have begun
sprouting up all over the freaking place LOL.
Our new neighbor is mowing right now.  He
might managed to get a few of them sneeze
weeds mowed,  but in the process stir them up.
The new neighbors seem to be decent,  but
time will tell.  You can never truly know a
person in just a few days.  Nope,  as we all
do from time to time,  we put up a front
while wanting to make a good impression 🙂
Yet,  reality seems to always surface and
the real you says hello.  You might not do
it intentionally,  but it’s something we all
do at certain moments,  like applying for
a job or meeting someone new.  So what
else has been going on around this place?
Well,  we’ve been doing pretty much the
same ole same ole.  Watching all of our
favorite TV programs and trying to find
new ones to watch as many have season
finales.  It’s great that we enjoy pretty
much the same programs and all.  There
are a few that we don’t like as the same,
but we still watch them and enjoy them.
At the moment both of the boys are tired
and sleeping in the floor between Judy
and I.  Actually Rocky is using Judy’s
computer chair leg as a bed and Benny
is in a doggy bed right beside me.  They
must of worn themselves out from all of
the pandemonium of treat time and the
fact that they kept me up most of the
morning,  wanting my attention.  It
was mostly Rocky.  I was trying to
get some sleep and he kept coming to
my side of the bed and finding my hand
to lick on it and play with it.  I was on
my back trying to rest and he kept on
messing with my right hand.  Finally
he went to Judy’s side of the bed and
jumped up and over her to get to me
and I had to catch him and say,  go to
your own bed you silly thing.  Let dad
get some freaking sleep will ya LOL.
Then he laid down in the floor right
beside me for a bit,  until getting ip
and finally going to lie in his own bed 🙂
I guess he was missing Benny LOL.
I had let Benny out to go potty with
Rocky,  but Benny wasn’t ready to
come back in when Rocky was and
so I was getting the repercussions of
that hehehe.  I might have to lie back
down after I finish writing,  because
my eye is really tired.  Yes I said eye.
Most of you know I am blind in my
left eye LOL.  My right eye gets the
brunt of it all while trying to do the
job of 2 eyes hehehe.  Anyways,  I
don’t think there’s much to watch on
TV tonight so I might grab me about
30 or 40 minutes of nap time if the
boys will allow me hehehe.  Gotta
love them boys <3 🙂  Normally if
it’s just me in the bed.  the boys will
just jump up and go to sleep hehehe.
That’s the same that they do with
Judy,  but if it’s both of us lying in
bed,  they tend to get excited.  OK
Rocky gets all excited.  Benny still
just heads to the end of the bed and
lies down.  It seems that they will
worry about one another.  Like if
one of them is still outside,  then the
other will come to tell us to let them
in.  Rocky starts spinning in circles
when he gets excited LOL.  These
boys bring us a lot of smiles even
through their cantankerousness 🙂 <3
Yep,  they keep us moving.  Rocky
just told us that he needs to go out
and Judy let him out and of course
Benny went out with him hehehehe.
My weather program says only 10%
chance for rain,  but I can smell it.
My senses are rarely wrong hehehe.
My Spidy senses are a tingling LOL.
Yes,  I’m weird,  but aren’t we all
in our own little ways.  Each one of
us has a weirdness that lives and
thrives.  You might not display it as
I do,  but I’m positive you do.  It’s
our humanity of differences in the
melting pot of life.  We all have our
own ways of doing things,  but you
might hold back your way of thinking
in fear of being called out weird or
wrong.  God made us each one with
our own patterns.  Even identical
twins or mirrored twins have their
differences.  Thank God for your
unique heartbeat,  for that’s what
that makes you special.  You might
think that you have nothing great to
share,  but even the smallest of things
can be largest through a turnstile.
OK,  now I believe I have gone and
rambled quite enough and 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 to that place of my
recollection that I always like to
I think I found a decent title just a
few lines back.  Now I’ve gotta try
and formulate some words together
in form of a poem using it hehehe.
Here goes nothing 🙂  LOL and that
might be so true,  but I’ll try 🙂

Our Own Patterns

The pictures that ones see
in our lives of day to day
might be subsequently seen
as the most ridiculous way.
For our own patterns formed
are the way God meant to be,
for what that makes you,  you
is what that makes me,  me.
We might so often falter
in our daily times cuisine
and our own patterns might then
find nightmares in a dream.
We’ve each got our own perspective
of which way and what time,
while often in your doorway
might just be your own design.
Lord God made us each one
with the ways our circle turns,
found as our own heartbeats
within our own patterns

©By Bill Pearce
May 22,  2016

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
If not,  then maybe next week.  Did all of
my rambling put ya to sleep?  If so,  then
at least one of us got a nap LOL.  Every
time I go to the bathroom or kitchen or
for that matter any part of the house,  I
have Rocky right behind me hehehe.  He’s
my little shadow.  Although,  he also does
that to Judy.  Benny just watches from his
perch on his favorite recliner.  He listens
for the words,  treats or food LOL.  He’s
always ready for those 2 things.  Plus if
Benny thinks I am giving Rocky too much
attention,  he’ll come in and scoot himself
between me and Rocky insisting that I
pet him LOL.  They always pester Judy
for treats hehehe.  I guess they think that
she’s the treat lady hehehe. They love her.
Rocky’s lying in the floor right behind her.
We enjoy having their little heartbeats
around.  They keep us entertained 🙂
So,  I reckon before I get caught up in
Rambles Ville again,  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
an added 3 that I wrote yesterday while
Judy was at her sister’s house making
crafts,  but none are Christmas poems.
Anyways,  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.  Now,  I believe 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 blessed
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a truly wonderful week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where oh where is that off switch at?
Where oh where can it be?  Can it be
hiding behind my aspirins or my soda
water?  Nope,  I see it.  You would
think out of all the time that you’ve
had to find a good hiding spot,  you
would find a better place other than
behind my eyedrops you silly LOL.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to Judy’s new book as at
the end of the journal along with the
others.  Enjoy 🙂

P.S. again,  it snowed again last Monday.
The boys totally loved it hehehe.  I took
them on a field trip 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+3 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Bike Riders

Beginning by morning
on down the road
I’ve seen bike riders
carry a load.
Struggling up hill
then gliding down
morning bike riders
to and from town.
We’ve got the notion
to join in the ride
on our bicycles
with efforts applied.
So you might see us
soon day to day
riding our bicycles
a slow motion way.
Yes we are old now
and we don’t go fast
so if you see us then,
just go on passed.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2016

What Seems To Work

Thoughts of a concept,
figured and found,
might bring you good luck
or just bring you down.
What seems to work
on a day long ago,
might find today now
you really don’t know.
With minutes found passing
as time ticks along
what seems to work
might be very wrong.
Don’t be discouraged
how time frames inlay,
for sometimes our journey
is for another day.
Often the doorways
with what seems to work
might in fact surely
leave you in the dirt.
You might find one day
that moment,  that time,
what seems to work
that clears up your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2016

Heaven Holds True

Lives come and go
from here where we are,
while time marches on
as a living shooting star.
Heaven holds true
its sweet streets of gold
waiting for us
and time to unfold.
We’re on a journey
you and I of our own
headed down pathways
we might need atone.
God sends us angels
to help us along
maybe as friendships
that grow oh so strong.
Many are walking
or running to view
while some are doubting
what Heaven holds true.
Time is a gateway
to what we will find.
Heaven holds true
the greatest of time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 19,  2016

Dog Star

That star at night
on the heels of the Hunter
shines oh so bright
and makes many wonder.
The Dog Star entails
the stories well told
a fantastic picture
that the stars unfold.
Standing with a sword
and shield in the sky
the Dog Star is where
the Hunter’s heels lie.
Its brightness procures
its place in design
found in formation
of the zodiac sign.
It’s known as Sirius
the Dog Star by night
displayed in the sky
while shining so bright.
A fantastic wonder
that so many see
the Dog Star we find
in this large galaxy.

©By Bill Pearce
May 19,  2016

Journey’s of A Leaf

A windy day showing
a pathway to see
gives reason for believing
what God gave for free.
Pictures painted daily
as a formula found
journey’s of a leaf
that fell on the ground.
Distantly the breezes
are bringing forth scenes
painting us a picture
that could be our dreams.
The scenes then concur as
a ticking time bomb
the journey’s of a leaf
that are there and then gone.
Life becomes a pattern
that blows in the yard
journey’s of a leaf
as a fall greeting card.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

Absence Of Time

The sky is a painting
an artist perception,
God with His paintbrush
needs no correction.
Time is His pathway
that’s always enough
to display some artwork
as clouds with a fluff.
The absence of time
is His there to gain,
to decide what to do
with lightning and rain.
God holds the choices
time frames to choose,
what is to gain then,
what is to lose.
Always remember that
God has control
with the absence of time
in His to and fro.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

When Last Is First

Now is just a moment
that time has displayed
when you might seem first
in what that is made.
Yet with a turnstile
opening and closing
what might seem first
might be decomposing.
For as we’re beginning
our journeys through time
we might switch places
with rhythm and rhyme.
It might mean accepting
the changes in life
and not just allowing
a heart filled with strife.
For when last is first
and first is found last
it’s still found complete
the time frame the task.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

A Little Nudge

Stagnated minds
often need someone
to help them to see
what can be begun.
Maybe a little nudge
to open their eyes
and help them to see
what time can arise.
Sometimes a second
that you give to them
can be the very thing
to help them begin.
Maybe in the future
you might then find too
you need a little nudge
to get you on through.
So don’t be a heartless
self appointed judge,
for sometimes we all
just need a little nudge.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

Within The Stars

Up above me in the sky
the sights are always changing.
Daytime shows the fluffy clouds
that are always rearranging.
Nighttime shows a different view
with stars so bright to see
twinkling in an endless ocean
that God gave you and me.
Seasons find the minutes changing
showing lights of green,
maybe of my own perception
in that starlight scene.
Pages seem to turn to show
our galaxy of praise
found within the stars we see
and also light of days.
The sights above might seem to be
a sky with flying cars,
but it is our galaxy
that’s found within the stars.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

The Largest Things

When largest meets
a place and time,
the smallest might
be best design.
The largest things
we think are best,
might not be
what wins the test.
The size alone
that we perceive,
might not show
the best to weave.
It’s not always
size that counts,
but the wanna
by the ounce.
If you’re always
diamond rings
you might want
the largest things,
but large has
no guaranty
on happiness
or history.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016


A joke,a prank,
a timeless ploy
so laughable
might just annoy.
Without a thought
of right or wrong
so laughable
might not belong.
A certain style
a moment done,
so laughable
might make ones run.
Without planning
what to do
so laughable
might just be you.
The joke the smoke
and mirrors made
so laughable
might be mislaid.
So don’t just joke
and seek a smile,
for it might be
a saddened while.
The time you meant
so laughable,
might end up not so

©By Bill Pearce
May 21,  2016


Lost in changes
time is seen
our scenarios
Portions tattered
often born
are so often
pages torn.
Times scenarios
now and then
become doorways
where we’ve been.
Stages standing
holding true
our scenarios
through and through.
With each minute
moments find
our scenarios
in our mind.
Ticking time bombs
that might blow
our scenarios
to and fro.
Scenarios of
our now today
need Lord God
to guide our way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21,  2016

Displacement Of Your Heart

As the rhythm of a drum
that’s beating as a heart
the days can go on living
while a moment falls apart.
Displacement of a second
that an hour seems to find
can turn into a storm cloud
with confusion on the mind.
A day amidst our journey
can become a lightning bolt
lit up through our pathway
and leaving quite a jolt.
The doorways that we enter
might not be so good to go,
for often they are trouble
filled with bitterness and woe.
Lord God can make the journey
a most precious work of art
even through the moments
of displacement of your heart.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21,  2016

for May 20,  2016

Sometimes anytime
is the proper reaction,
but sometimes it’s wrong.

Looking to the west
for the sunshine’s arrival
can be hard indoors.

Waiting on flowers
could turn into a stalemate
if they’re not watered.

A gleam of sunshine
can brighten up darkened days,
but take heed the rain.

Clouds filled with moisture
will soon become too heavy
and raindrops will fall.

Afternoon shadows
will be seen from the sunlight
that hides behind trees.

Faded memories
can be revived by pictures
to entail the time.

Choices of a bee
are that of seeking honey
or defend the hive.

Countless are the days
that many will be echoes
of what they did wrong.

Less judgment from us
could allow growth between us,
for God’s the true judge.

A starry night sky
can become a captains map
to guide through the seas.

Chances for summer
come as minutes from springtime
to bright sunny days.

With windows opened
you can let in the raindrops
and breezes that blow.

Our past and present
might often seem as echoes
that we have not learned.

Meaningless chatter
can become as a lesson
for us through patience.

A bird in the sky
seeks a place of which to land
and rest from its flight.

Dreaming of snowflakes
can grow a prospective sight
deep within your mind.

Yes can become no
with the perception we see
and how we react.

Storms growing in life
are often begun by us
and our choices made.

Within our worry
can be troubles surmounted
grown by our own thoughts.

Discovering views
might disclose our ignorance
of things that we thought.

Realities paint
is used by mother nature
to color the scenes.

©By Bill Pearce
May 20,  2016

Judy’s newest book (Pearlescent) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
My wife Judy’s Poetry other 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 🙂

The Summers


Hello my friends

It’s a rainy day today up here in Maine
and it does no good for me to complain.
Yesterday was nice though.  Christian,
our grandson came Saturday and stayed
the night with us.  Me and him went to
town and got us all Sub sandwiches for
dinner last night and donuts to have for
breakfast today.  When Helena (his mom)
came to pick him up we all had donuts 🙂
Last Sunday night it started snowing and
made for a weird evening.  Of course the
ground was too warm for snow to stick
to it,  so it melted as quickly as it landed.
Tuesday we had a mystery gift left on
our front door steps hehehe.  A shoe box
with a purple table runner in it.  LOL we
found out later that it was one of Judy’s
nieces that dropped off the mystery gift.
Before we found out,  we were both in a
state of confusion trying to figure out
what was going on hehehe.  It seems her
niece Heather and her son Russell were
in a funny mood that day LOL.  Judy had
a doctors appointment Wednesday and I
did as I always do,  I took pictures there
and back hehehe.  I took a few selfies
that night as well LOL.  Friday I did a
few more selfies.  I uploaded a few of
them to Facebook hehehe.  Then when
Helena brought Christian over yesterday
I took a few pictures of them.  Christian
was tinkering with my conga drums and
I got a few pictures of that hehehe.  It’s
actually been a peaceful week around
the Pearce’s Place.  Our new neighbors
are fairly quiet aside from their dog that
they put out on leash time to time I assume
for her to go potty.  Every once in a while
we hear kids playing and sometimes see
them playing ball,  but that’s about it 🙂
Benny barks every time he hears them
moving about and I’ve gotta holler at
him to tell him to hush.  Hopefully one
day he’ll finally get used to them being
there,  that’s of course if they don’t move
off before that happens hehehe.  So far,
our neighbors have changed almost like
the changing of a baby’s diaper hehehe.
I’m holding off this time on getting to
know them.  I’ve met them,  but I really
don’t know much about them just as I
don’t know much about the other kids
that moved into the trailer across the
way.  I do know that they have a little
Chihuahua named Freddy that Benny
has found a friend in.  Benny and Rocky
have yet to of personally met Pebbles
our new neighbors dog.  They spend a lot
of time watching her from a distance
when she’s tied up in back to go potty 🙂
Yeppers,  life here in this little sector of
the world is just a moment of time that
paints itself with seconds with some of
them found peaceful and some are with
dogs barking.   None the less,  it’s not
too bad.  I have had worse hehehe.  Yep,
it can always be worse.  Judy’s heading
up to Eagle Lake tomorrow with her twin
sister Trudy to see their mom for her 85th
birthday.  They’ll visit with their brother
Ricky while they’re there I’m sure.  Me
and the boys will just hang loose together
and maybe if the weather’s not too bad
head out for a field trip.  But it’s supposed
to SNOW and rain tomorrow a little bit,
so we’ll see.  Yes,  snowing this late in
May is sort of weird,  but this is Maine 🙂
Right now at 4:30 PM it’s 52 F degrees.
Tomorrow’s forecast is a high of 46 F.
Like I said,  we’ll see if the weather is
nice enough for a field trip for me and
the boys 🙂  If it’s not raining we might
go.  The snowing part,  doesn’t bother
me and surely not the boys LOL.  They
love the snow and so do I for that matter.
Yesterday was one of the warmest days
that we’ve had this year.  It was in the
upper 70’s nearly 80 F degrees.  It’s
not looking like we’ll have any more of
that for a while,  at least a week or so.
My weather program shows we might
get into the lower 70’s by maybe Friday,
but until then,  beginning tomorrow our
forecast is a high of 46 F with Tuesdays
high of 56,  then Wednesday’s high of
64F and Thursday’s high of 66 F degrees.
LOL just call me the weatherman LOL.
It’s hard to believe that Judy and I have
lived up here now for over 8 years.  It
seems like we just moved up yesterday,
of course aside from it being 8 years :).
People keep asking me if I miss Texas.
Well of course I miss Texas.  That’s my
home state and where I spent over 50
years of my life,  but I don’t miss the heat.
The summers are way too hot for me.
That’s what I like about up here.  It’s not
near as hot during the summers.  Now the
winters are another story hehehe.  They
make Texas winters look like springtime.
LOL,  but the weird part about it is,  I like
it.  I love snow and will often be seen out
rolling around in the snow with the boys
or out taking pictures of the scenery as
it develops with the snowflakes falling.
Yep,  I do find myself more at home up
here than I did down south,  but it gets
back to the fact that I miss my family and
friends.  I also miss being able to drive
down to Port Aransas Texas.  Judy also
misses that.  We spent many wonderful
days down on that southern Texas Isle
as we watched and took pictures of the
sunrise and the waves as they crashed
ashore along with all of the scenes that
occurred each day.  Yep,  we miss those
special times,  but thankfully we have tons
of pictures and videos to help us to relive
those moments.  Still we’re hoping to one
day return to our magical place on that
sandy shore and add more memories to
our collection.  I also want to visit my
family and friends that I haven’t seen in
such a long time.  God willing,  that will
all come to be.  In the mean time,  I guess
I’ll continue as I have and just make the
best of the time I have as best that I can.
Thank You God for allowing me to see
the beauty all around me that I can take
pictures of.  Life isn’t meant to always be
a beautiful sight.  We need the ugly times
to help the beauty to stand out.  Without
our struggles,  our accomplishments will
maybe turn to just a passing day without
the excitement of the gain.  Be thankful
for your struggles,  for they’re what that
help you to grow.  .  Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my 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 found a
fairly decent title just a little ways back
in my writing.  I used a form of this title,
but not this form.  So,  here goes nothing
and nothing might be right hehehe,  but
I hope not LOL.

The Summers

Seasons reasons
come and go
with the moments
that will flow.
With the winters
cold and white
there is also
little light.
Spring awakens
giving true
flowers blooming
for our view.
Then the summers
bring their heat
some with many
burning feet.
Across a sandy
shore of time
is the summers
own divine.
Picture paintings
God has done
with the summers
brightest sun.
Then comes autumn
fall is said
leaves are falling
for they’re dead.
Leaving colors
all around
in the trees
and on the ground.
Yet the summer’s
still in view
of what many
wish were true.
a sandy shore
in the summers

©By Bill Pearce
May 15,  2016

Okie dokie,  there ya go.  I hope that made
you smile.  Hey,  all of my poems don’t have
to be serious hehehe.  I write many of them
through memories,  fantasies,  fact or fiction.
That’s one thing about me hehehe.  I write
what ever happens to be on my mind,  be it
whatever it may be LOL.  If you didn’t like
the poem,  then Oh well.  Maybe next week,
but I can’t promise anything hehehehehehe.
So,  I wonder if I have forgotten to tell you
anything.  Hmm,  OH yea,  keep my sister
in law Dena in your prayers.  She’s in the
hospital now due to colon problems.  Her
and the rest of Judy’s sisters are more like
sisters to me than sister in laws.  Please
put Dena on your prayer list.  So what else
is there to tell you?  Hmm,  can’t think of
anything.  So I guess that means 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.  Yeppers,
I wrote 10 more poems with 1 being yet
another Christmas poem.  I did though
end up writing 3 extra poems,  so that ups
the amount to 13 poems.  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 begin my search for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a most wonderful weekend or what
that’s left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where’s that confounded
off switch trying to hide this week LOL?
I guess trying to hide is a of bit stretch for
describing how bad its hiding places are.
LOL like I said.  Hehehe would ya look
there.  Right smack in front of me behind
my Advair AGAIN.  Sheesh,  did you not
get the memo,  that hiding behind an item
that I use quite often might not be the best
place to hide?  You are so freaking lazy 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to Judy’s new book as at
the end of the journal along with the
others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+3 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂


One’s perception
of things they see
might be what ones
will disagree.
Ones acquaintance
might display
the path ones walk
from day to day.
Just by seeing
ones can’t tell
that acquaintance
very well.
They might surely
hide from you
the way they think
and things they do.
So when meeting
greeting friends
know acquaintance
life depends.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2016

Waiting For Summer

The tick tock of timing
with mindsets galore
are waiting for summer
to come through the door.
Those with their surfboards
and swimsuits for sun
are waiting for summer
to have them some fun.
Time begins moving on
as they are waiting
life in the waters then
Patience is trying
while time frames tick on
while those of the summer
wait for the dawn
Yes there are many that
seek for those waves
waiting for summer
those wonderful days.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2016

Summertime Skies

Beginning by morning
comes such a surprise
as clouds in formation
with summertime skies.
The changes in patterns
are often well kept
found as an ocean
where blue skies have slept.
Scenes turn to paintings
with brushstrokes to see
in the summertime skies
above you and me.
Motions as oceans
the clouds seem to float
daylight to dark night
as a fluffy white boat.
Scenes seem as magic
as they each one comprise
clouds of such beauty
in the summertime skies.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2016

New Limerick Moon

As nighttime comes calling,
the stars come out to play
twinkling as many miracles
in their own little way.
The seasons all react to
the nighttime’s own potion
often as a memoir
of an inquisitive ocean.
A certain style pageantry
has a gift wrapped surprise
as a New Limerick moon
seen with so many eyes.
Starlight becomes glitter
that twinkles in the night
seeming as lightning bugs
found in moonlight.
Then the night’s woken
with the sound of a loon
as nighttime comes calling
on a New Limerick moon.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2016

A Painted Mystery

Written as a journal,
painted as a thought,
time is a doorway
to what one’s forgot.
So as a memoir
of subsequent time
a painted mystery
remembers the mind.
For when we’re older
and cannot remember
a painted mystery
might become an ember.
Seen as a question
with answers to find,
a painted mystery
might help you define.
So with a moments
forgotten history,
time is recalled with
a painted mystery.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2016

Whispers Of Silence

Silence hears voices
as breezes will blow
tree limbs just swaying
the words that they know.
Whispers of silence
as seasons of rhyme
poured out like water
within its design.
Silence is golden,
yet often not found,
for there are whispers
of seasonal sound.
Pages of ages
written as a word
whispers of silence
that nobody heard.
Sometimes the whispers
are just but a frame,
timelessly written
for us to attain.
Whispers of silence
might be just a sound,
that’s within the air
and felt on the ground.
Seasons will whisper
their own little words
maybe as a dewdrop
or a large flock of birds.
Yet many stories
are sometimes intense
filled full of wonder,
whispers of silence.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2016

Throughout Life

Now is a pathway
onto tomorrow
often with sadness,
often with sorrow.
The sands of time
are life as grains
an hourglass
that time attains.
Throughout life
are twists and turns,
often bridges
someone burns.
Lessons doorway
opens wide
throughout life
ones go inside.
Then within them
doors will close
throughout life
the choices chose.
Yet some chances
come with prayer
throughout life
with love and care.
Use those chances,
change your path
from the rocky
journeys wrath.
Find the doorway
true to you
throughout life
the best to do.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2016

Guiding Lights

Captains vessels
sailing true,
day and night
in seas of blue
need the starlight
to be there
guiding lights
that none compare.
Waves come rolling
vessels toss
as the ocean
shows who’s boss.
Captains steer through
crashing seas
guiding lights
make it a breeze.
Yet the ocean
has a way
of tossing rogue
a night or day.
But the captain
strong and true
carry’s onwards
seas of blue.
Stars that twinkle
guide the course
through the heavy
oceans force,
but a lighthouse
might be found
keeping ships from
solid ground.
Miles are gathered
in the nights
with directions
guiding lights.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

Escaping Yourself

As life finds you standing
just looking around
seeing the places
that you have been found,
look up to Heaven
and say a little prayer
Lord God please help me
to change my despair.
Time can be endless
in view from within
and escaping yourself
needs you to begin.
Look now for new days
as life moves along
and let loose of hateful
to find a new dawn.
Escaping yourself
can be done with time
to find then a new you
with better design.
Sometimes our pathways
that found us so young
stuck with us always
and all that’s among.
Yet if you start now
and dust off the shelf
you can find new days
escaping yourself.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

Beyond The Season

Snow seasons over,
but memories live on
beyond the season
of winter now gone.
Even those wonderful
Christmas songs sung
live now within me
as blessings were brung.
Time shows a pathway
to now and agin
beyond the season
of sweet winters wind.
Christmas is still now
in my memories
as all of the lights
and great Christmas trees.
Yesterdays shadows
are always on mind
painted as pathways
of great Christmastime.
For I can still always
recall the reason
Christmas through Jesus Christ
beyond the season.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

As Time Rolls Along

Our yesterdays memories
are often misled
the way we remember
inside of our head.
The past paints a picture
we might misconceive
as time rolls along
in the way we believe.
Some will look back
on their lives long ago
and see a better life
than truth did bestow.
Yes you may have played
and had some great fun,
but the past has a way of
distorting what’s done.
So don’t let today
to be filled with regret
for the best might become
what you haven’t yet.
The past you remember
might have some great times,
but you were so young
seeing nickels and dimes.
The future that’s before you
might have a surprise,
a life that’s much better
that’s for your two eyes.
So don’t let the sunrise
to lose you at dawn,
for there are some good times
as time rolls along.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

A Life of Years

A stories written
without ink
a life of years
the way we think.
The pages turn
with many blank
leaving many
shirts to yank.
Travels journeyed
far and wide
might be footprints
wished to hide.
A life of years
with many paths
might have sadness
and some laughs.
Look for goodness
not just tears
written in
a life of years.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016


Times of troubles,
times of pain,
many moments
seem insane.
Torments doorway
opens wide
letting troubles
come inside.
Though so often
times might be
inflamed moments
Only portions
counted true
of the painful
within you.
Yet our eyesight
might not see
all the good
in you and me.
Look to find what’s
best inside
lifetimes roadway
for a ride.
See the good times
oh so clear
of the now
and yesteryear
Though so many,
times will find
rougher roads
with burdened mind.
Certain pathways
are attained
showing only
what’s inflamed.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

May 13,  2016

Amidst a storm cloud
a rainbow might coexist
to show good and bad.

Life in a mirror
might portray what that ones see,
but hide what’s within.

A journey through flowers
will enhance your love for life,
but beware of thorns.

Scenes time’s created
can change at a moments notice
by God’s Hands of time.

Effortless snowflakes
fall down as frozen water
and become beauty.

The simplest moments
are the ones that many miss,
because they are so small.

The travels of wind
begin wherever whenever
God so desires.

With mornings sunlight
comes choices for ones to make
to begin the day.

Essence of beauty
is not only what we see,
but what we don’t see.

Some people are blind,
seeing only others views
and don’t seek the truth.

The book of our lives
needs to have pages of growth
with our lessons learned.

Using a minute
to give time for more seconds
will surely catch up.

Yesterdays today
may have looked like misfortune,
but that day is gone.

Facts of a liar
have no beneficial hope
for they will not live.

Themes of a garden
can be pretty rose petals
or vines of ivy.

Windy afternoons
leave a mark upon the day
that leads to nighttime.

Cherished are mountains
that stand so tall with beauty
for someone to paint.

Times varieties
comes as raindrops to snowflakes
and even some hail.

Withholding info
that would help someone to grow
might fall back on you.

Simple melodies
can become the meat of life
as a song to sing.

A tall scarecrow
might not scare a away crows,
but just welcome them.

A glance at our past
often shows us regretful,
which should be thankful.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2016

Judy’s newest book (Pearlescent) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
My wife Judy’s Poetry other 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 🙂

Close To Heart


Hello my friends

Spring is in full blossom are at least it is
for up here 🙂  We’ve still got  a few 30 F
nights.  Though the days have been in the
60’s lately.  This week the daytime temps
are supposed to be in 50’s and 60’s.  That
isn’t too bad.  I would rather it to stay in
50′ and 60’s rather than the 80’s and 90’s.
70 F degrees I can handle,  but not much
over it.  In other words, I myself prefer
colder climate.  It rained a bit yesterday
and it’s looking like it could rain today if
it so desired hehehe.  Judy went over to
her twin sister’s house yesterday  for a
visit and she took the boys with her,  so
I had the day to myself 🙂  I did a little
writing and then took my conga drums
out in our driveway and did a Youtube
video to upload.  Yep,  it was a nice day,
but I missed Judy and the boys.  They
came home before too late and Judy
said that Rocky was always going in
and out the front doggy door and doing
his spinning thing.  I told her that I’m
fairly sure that meant he was ready to
come home LOL.  He missed daddy 🙂
Yeppers,  he missed daddy.  He ran in
here and jumped on me and gave me
a smile and a kiss.  There’s not much
else going on around here.  Judy and
I just got done eating our brunch and
now I feel bloated hehehe.  I think I
ate too much.  I fixed us blueberry
pancakes,  one egg a piece and some
sausages.  Yep,  I guess that was her
Mothers Day feast,  but then I often
make the same aside from blueberry
pancakes.  That was due to running
out of pancake mix and having to use
some blueberry muffin mix hehehe 🙂
They came out pretty good.  Anyways,
next topic.  OH YEA,  how on Earth
could I forget this,  We received Judy’s
book in the mail last Monday.  She
ordered ones for her sisters and our
daughters as well as her brother 🙂
We also each have a book.  I love it,
but it might not be everyones cup of
tea.  It’s about space and it is R rated.
I think it’s awesome.  We’re hoping
that it sells good.  I just know that
a lot you out there will love her book.
LOL anyways,  off of the infomercial
and back to my journal hehehehehe.
Last Tuesday we bought Judy a bike
and next month we’re going to buy
mine so that we can ride together
and hopefully lose some weight and
get in a little better shape.  We’ve
got a covered doggy trailer that we
bought a few years ago but I think
I’ve already told you about that in
last weeks journal LOL.  Anyways,
Judy’s bike is pink and has the old
style pedal brakes.  It has a basket
and a cell phone holder attached to
the handlebars.  LOL my bike won’t
be that girly hehehe.  Judy rode her
bike to the car from Walmart,  but
she didn’t realize how out of shape
she was or how tired her legs were
after walking all through Walmart
shopping and when she tried to stop
she fell over.  She skinned her knee
a little,  but she’s OK.  It’ll take a
while to get her legs strengthened up.
I’m sure I’ll run into similar problems.
My old legs have been aching and
gotten weak,  but hopefully we’ll get
in better shape during the summer.
Hmm,  what else is there.  Friday
I did a little conga drum video for
a little friend of mine on Facebook.
I try do things like that from time to
time.  You know,  personalize my
videos LOL.  She’s a good kid and
I wanted to do the video to cheer
her up.  She and many of my friends
are like family.  I have a few that
call me dad even if we have never
met in person and there’s no relation
between us other than God.  Life
has a way of finding roads towards
people that you find much more than
just friends.  Friendship is a blessing
and can become family.  I thank God
for all of my family and friends even
if there are a few of my family that
are not so close to heart.  But we’re
still family none the less.  Now that
I’m done rambling or should I say
for now hehehe,  I reckon 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 place of recollection
I always like to call,  RECOLLECT
VILLE.  Hmm,  while looking back
it seems a phrase jumped out at me.
It’s just a few lines back and now it’s
time for me to see what I can do with
it.  Here goes……..Maybe nothing 🙂

Close To Heart

Our moms are more
than just someone
to give us life
a daughter or son.
They’re our mothers
to teach us well
and kiss our knees
when bikes have fell.
Close to heart
our mothers should be
each day in life
through history.
For times will come
when they are gone
an close to heart
is what lives on.
A mothers heart
that times foretold
should be with you
when you grow old.
So if you and her
are far apart
you can still keep her
close to heart.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2016

So,  how’d I do?  LOL I know,  not that
great.  Anyways,  I just thought I should
write a Mothers Day poem and so that’s
what I did.  Rocky is sleeping in the floor
right beside me.  He loves his daddy LOL.
He loves his mom too.  It’s hard to be
in 2 places at the same time 🙂  Benny is
I’m assuming in the living room on his
favorite recliner acting as guard dog 🙂
I met our new neighbors yesterday and
it looks like they are real young.  The
oldest looks like he’s in his 20’s.  They’ve
got a dog,  not sure what kind,  but she’s
friendly.  Her name is Pebbles hehehe.
The boys have been sitting on our back
porch watching her,  but they know to
not go over there.  They had Pebbles
chained outside while they were having
a cookout.  Anyways,  they seem to be
nice kids.  They asked me what internet
we used and I told them that we used
Pioneer Broadband,  but Dish offers
internet if you want to go that way.
They said they’ll do Pioneer hehehe.
So now before I get into Rambles Ville
again I guess I need to be telling you
what I tell you almost every week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers 10 more poems with
1 of them being a Christmas poem.
I actually wrote 3 extra poems from
my alone time yesterday hehehe,  so
that ups the ante to 13 poems LOL.
I wrote once again 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 guess 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 wonderful
weekend or whatever is left of it and
a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do to.  Now,
where is that ornery off switch at?
Where can it be hiding this time?
Hmm,  I think I spie with my 1 good
eye a lump that does not belong and
it’s moving hehehe.  Hiding under
the instructions to our new doorbell
would of worked if you could just
learn how to sit still hehehehehehe.
Gotch,  see ya click zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to Judy’s new book as at
the end of the journal along with the
others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+3 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Fanfare For
The Common Man

Beneath the rhythms
are so many words
a story,  a glory
as a flock of birds.
A fanfare for
the common man
displays journeys
to walk or stand.
It may seem simple
times record,
but the fanfare
is times accord.
Believing in rhythms
isms explained
much of our journey
is surely attained.
Times we echoed
just but a plan
we found fanfare
for the common man.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2016

Within Without

Before and after
times will flow
within without
where all we go.
The storms will brew
and then they’ll cease
within without
a bit of peace.
The hands of time
will tick on by
within without
and seem to fly.
Our memories
of now and then
within without
will enter in.
Those timeless days
we’ve thought about
might turn into
within without.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2016

A Fabulous Time

A wonderful magical
time that I’ve seen
is sometimes fun times
found in a dream.
A fabulous time
that my heart perceives
is a time long ago
me playing in leaves.
Those youthful truthful
moments reflections
a fabulous time
of my perceptions.
Those days had blessings
in form of a tree
and house within it
that I built for me.
Riding my bicycle
on sunny days
a fabulous time
that’s now just a haze.
Those blessed days
of timeless past
a fabulous time
that’s now shadows cast.
I look so often
within my mind
and search in depth
real hard to find
those fabulous times
to bring to light
when sadness sways
my day and night.
Those joyful moments
I search to find
that help me smile,
a fabulous time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2016

The Sun Will Rise

A day of sadness
will soon demise
when goodness follows
the sun will rise.
For time keeps moving
seconds counted
good and bad times
days surmounted.
The sun will rise
to another day
once in a while
a different way.
The sands of time
an hourglass shows
the days and weeks
that nobody knows.
Until the moments
come into frame
the sun will rise
and surely exclaim.
Now’s just a portion
of new days to come
the sun will rise
to moments own drum.
So as the minutes
show life in the skies
each day will change
the sun will rise.

©By Bill Pearce
May 5,  2016

A Crystal Haze

A starry night
of coldness gleams
a crystal haze
within my dreams.
That haze becomes
much more to see
that’s crystallized
in you and me.
A crystal haze
of God filled light
shows its magic
in the night.
Seen as Heavens
times partaken
the starlight embers
then awaken.
The starlight crystals
night portrays
life above
a crystal haze.

©By Bill Pearce
May 5,  2015

Pearlescent Dreams

With starlight that twinkles
in a place faraway
some pearlescent windows
have much to display.
Scenes found in dreamland
of colorful rainbows
glittering magically
as dream time bestows.
Pearlescent memories
come alive in your mind
of a colorful dream world
of a so distant time.
Then you’re on a journey
to the stars up above
a pearlescent Heaven
that’s filled full of love.
Starlight then beacons
as glittering streams
of a Milky Way lifetime
in pearlescent dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
May 5,  2016

Thoughts Of Life

Thinking what’s before you
is a doorway of need
that’s often mistaken
as wants to succeed.
Our daily thoughts of life
are often not the best,
for sometimes they become
those times we detest.
So think not of wanna,
but what’s needed true
thoughts of a journey
that’s better for you.
Don’t let pure greediness
to take full control,
for if you allow it
you’ll pay a heavy toll.
Life filled with thinking
will often find strife
so take time for resting
in your thoughts of life

©By Bill Pearce
May 5,  2016

Reflections Of Night

Starry nights glitter
as a Heavenly display
might just be reflections
of another wondrous way.
Nights own portrayal
is a magical scene
that many only see when
found within a dream.
The stars up above us
and that one of daytime
display such a pathway
as a romantic rhyme.
All that is above us
that we may not see
might be another lifetime
for you and for me.
For as we each fathom
the nights of starlight
the days could be but only
reflections of night.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2016

Happy Face

Joyful are the minutes
that seconds acquire
when a happy face comes
to put out the fire.
A smile from another
can become dominoes
one after another
wherever life goes.
A happy face smiling
can help ones so sad,
for the smile can infect them
and make them be glad.
A smile is a blessing
that we need to share
with patience and love
to ones everywhere.
Don’t let a frowny face
to always be found.
Find you a happy face
and lose that old frown.

©Bill Pearce
May 6,  2016

Those Christmas Lights

Throughout the season
spring unto fall
those Christmas lights are
what I still recall.
My mind clearly sees them
those lights from afar
twinkling as we pass them
driving in our car.
The essence of Christmastime
comes with a glow
often with Christmas lights
and Christmas snow.
Then you can hear as
so many will sing
the joy of Our Lord
in a manger scene.
Blessings uncountable
come into frame
hopeful from Jesus Christ
His Holy Name.
Christmas bestows upon
us many sights
found just a twinkling
those Christmas lights.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2016

A Day Alone

Weekends passing
time moves slow
a day alone is
to and fro.
Now meets shadows
glimpse of time
written in
a day of rhyme.
A day alone
where time stands still
minutes rolling
like a wheel.
A time for thinking
thoughts to gain,
time frames counted
to attain.
A day alone
with a sky of blue
gives my thinking
thoughts to do.
So as minutes
gather speed
a day alone
gives all I need.
Time for me then
to be found
writing about
each sight and sound..
For as sunshine
gleams so bright
a day alone
gives words to write.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2016

Shadows Of The Past

Echoes of emotions
that incur into today
are glimpses of our lives
and how we got this way.
Those shadows of the past
of which you now perceive
can become many lessons
or an echo then to weave.
You can try and recreate them,
those times of long ago,
but the shadows of the past
won’t be the same to show.
Troubles will grow greater
as the shadows supersede
and yesterday might become
a time you do not need.
For now leads to the future
as yesterday is dust
with shadows of the past then
as just our wants and lust.
So don’t let baggage find you
with resentfulness contrast,
for yesterday is only
the shadows of the past.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2016

The Lightless Stage

The dark of night
bestows its own
timeless moments
sightless zone.
Scenes become as
shadows gaze
with some fearful
moments ways.
The lightless stage
of darkened scenes
might reveal
nightmares and dreams.
The minutes grow
as fear is found,
the lightless stage
no sight,  but sound.
It’s within us
worries grow
from those moments
we don’t know.
A candle gleaming
will shine through
the lightless stage
of thereunto.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2016

for May 6,  2016

Time is a number
often counted with worry
and then expanded.

Life of a flower
is sometimes not visible,
for growth is within.

Seasons of worry
will acquire a field of weeds
to hide the green grass.

Journeys through our lives
often have a few potholes
to give us lessons.

Beneath starry skies
holds an imagination
found inside us all.

A dream for a time
could represent your sadness
for where you are now.

Trials of a fire
are often burdens we need
to make us more strong.

A heartbeats rhythm
can be seen in someone’s actions
and how that they march.

Left ways meets right ways
and then choices need chosen
to decide which path.

Standing in one place
and not moving in your life
will make you stagnate.

A footprint that’s seen
might be made by your own foot
and show your return.

Finding a moment
that has not been acquired
will sometimes be bad.

The leaves on the trees
show us their own perception
of seasonal days.

When ones get sleepy
their mind might see illusions
of past that occurs.

Looking through windows
you might see yourself gazing
back as reflections.

Without a second
a minute could not prosper
and time would stand still.

Sunlight by morning
becomes a guide each day
that leads to nighttime.

Looking for trouble
will maybe find you much more
that you can deal with.

A belief in ghosts
does not mean that you’re crazy,
it means you’re alive.

Someone’s disaster
might be replaced with blessings
to make us stronger.

Beneath a liar
holds an empty shell of life
growing to explode.

Answers to questions
often give us much sadness,
because they’re not good.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2016

Judy’s newest book (Pearlescent) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
My wife Judy’s Poetry other 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 🙂

Maybe As A Ghost


Hello my friends

Well,  it looks like May has finally gotten here
and springtime has even finally showed its face.
Yep,  right now it’s 63 F degrees and tonight
is supposed to get down to 38 F which isn’t too
bad.  I can even see a few buds coming to life
on the trees.  I’m sure in time the leaves will be
blowing in the wind rustling with their music
of spring and summer as they dance to their
own drummer.  This passed week has been a
fairly nice one.  We’ve taken the boys on a few
field trips.  They love playing out in field and
I think most of all they love doing it with us 🙂
Watching their little smiling faces running in
our direction brings joy to our hearts.  When
we got home from town the other day,  our
neighbors Chihuahua named Freddy came over
wanting to play.  Benny obliged him hehehe.
Freddy’s owner/mom came to get him,  but
Benny and Freddy were running all over the
place just having a blast.  Rocky just stood
and watched hehehe.  I think he was ready
to go in the house.  Rocky is a bit like Milo
was.  He prefers to be inside other than to
go for a ride in the car or take a run in the
field with us.  Yep,  when Rocky is ready
to come back inside,  he does exactly the
same as Milo did.  He barks once and then
waits and barks again and waits and then,
well you see the pattern.  Yeppers,  we’ve
got some silly boys.  We can often hear our
neighbors Chihuahua or Freddy if you will,
barking saying I wanna play with Benny 🙂
Rocky’s not that crazy about him and pays
little attention to Freddy,  but Benny loves
that little boy.  He just loves making friends.
Our landlord has a big German Shepherd
and Benny sees him and goes nuts wanting
to play,  but we fear that Calvin’s German
Shepherd might confuse Benny for a chew
toy hehehe.  It might go over well,  but until
we’re brave enough to let them meet mano
a mano hehehe,  it will have to wait hehehe.
I’m sure that one day that time will arise
and hopefully Calvin’s dog wants to play
as well LOL.  He’s friendly with me,  so
who knows.  Judy has gone with her sisters
up to Eagle Lake Maine today to visit her
brother Ricky and take him some cookies
and soda waters.  Ricky’s in a nursing
home up there.  Their mom is also in the
home with him.  That works out great.
They can visit them both while they’re
up there.  Eagle Lake is about 90 miles
north of us,  so I don’t expect them back
until late.  They left from here about 10
this morning and as normal every time a
noise is heard,  Benny gets all ecstatic and
starts barking thinking mom is home LOL.
Rocky will start spinning in circle with
excitement hehehe.  LOL when Rocky
gets excited about anything,  he spins in
circles 🙂  So every time there is a noise
outside I have to go to the living room
and open up the front door to show them
that nobody is here.  That’s the only way
to make them hush and that might also
slow down my writing process a tad LOL.
My Weather Watcher’s showing that we
might get some rain tomorrow.  It says
100% chance and according to my radar
it shows some rain clouds moving in from
the southwest.  So,  tomorrow might be
a bit damp beginning around noon hehehe.
Right now it’s cloudy and looks as if it
could rain 🙂  The temperature is going
down now.  It’s 61 F now at 5:30 PM 🙂
LOL by the weather reports you might
be able to tell that there’s not much to
tell.  The boys are in the living room
keeping a look out for mom.  Benny is
barking again,  I’m sure thinking that
Judy is home.  Well,  surprise,  it’s her
this time LOL.  She said,  they had a
nice visit with her brother and mom.
Yep,  now the boys can quit looking for
Judy and stop barking at everything
they hear thinking it’s her LOL.  So
hmm,  what else is there to talk about?
Well,  we’re going to see about buying
Judy a bicycle this month and buy me
one next month so we can do a little
riding and hopefully lose some weight.
We can’t afford to buy both of them
this month,  but we can buy one of
them.  We’ve been planning on this
for over a year 🙂  We’ve already got
a carrier for 2 dogs that we bought
a year ago or so that will attach to
the back of a bicycle so we can take
them with us on our bike rides.  Yep,
this summer,  Judy and I are hoping
to lose a little weight or at least give
it a good try 😉  I’m sure we’ll enjoy
the rides and fairly sure the boys will
after they get used to their carrier.
LOL,  I can hear our little neighbor
Freddy barking.  That little guy has
got some lungs on him hehehe.  It’s
not like they live right next door to
us ya know LOL.  Nope,  they’re
quite a distance away and he’s in
their house 🙂  Of course I’m fairly
sure that they have a window opened
that allows him to be heard outside.
Benny is always looking for him
when he goes outside.  Rocky just
goes about his daily business,  unless
it involves us or something hehehe.
Anyways,  I think Judy is fixing to
head to bed for a while.  Neither
of us slept much last night or this
morning and being she had to be up
and ready for her sisters to pick her
up at 9:30 this morning,  it made
for a short nap for her,  but I never
fell asleep.  I did though take an
hour or so catnap when she left 🙂
Catnap,  meaning I nodded a little
off and on as my body would allow
me to rest and of course with all
of my encounters with the boys
wanting to lie in bed with me LOL.
Benny wasn’t the problem.  Rocky
was wanting to snuggle up close
to me and made it hard for me to
relax especially when he laid on my
legs and chest as he would change
positions hehehe.  He finally got off
of the bed and me and I was able to
get a little rest.  I love them boys,
but sometimes they drive me crazy 🙂
I think I’m gonna have to shut the
door.  Judy’s sawing logs,  if ya know
what I mean hehehe.  I had to stop
and go get me another Mountain Dew
and saw Rocky sleeping in my spot
on the bed LOL.  Benny just strolled
in here to see what I was doing and
then headed back to his lookout post
on his favorite recliner in the living
room.  When he headed out,  I shut
the door to drown out the sounds
emanating from the bedroom LOL.
It seems we had a ghostly visitor
this morning hehehe.  I have a little
flashlight that you have to screw
the head of it to turn it on and it
turned on when Judy was in here
waiting for me to bring breakfast.
She told whom ever to turn it off and
they did.  Then she asked them to
turn it on again and it came back
on.  When I came in,  she had just
told the ghost to turn it on and she
pointed at the flashlight that has
been sitting in the very same place
forever LOL and then I said hello,
thanks for the kindly hello,  now
can you turn it off,  and off it went.
We asked them again to turn it on,
but I guess they had used up all
of their energy and they could only
get it to partially come on.  Anyways,
welcome to our haunted home LOL.
For all I know,  it might of been my
dad or Pawpaw.  Both of them had
a sense of humor and I often can
feel their presence around the house.
Many times when writing,  I can feel
a hand on my shoulder.  My dad used
to always love to watch me write and
he would often put his hand on my
shoulder and stand and watch.  God
has the power to allow whatever is
the Heaven that makes ones happy
when they pass.  Just because ones
body dies,  it does not always mean
that they’re gone for good.  They might
of become angels to watch over you
and I.  Yes I am a firm believer in
the supernatural such as ghost and
spirits.  Yes some are bad,  but many
are just spirits enjoying watching us
in our day to day lives and giving a
little nudge time to time to help us
find peace.  Don’t assume that all of
the spirits are good or bad,  but don’t
put them all in the bad category either.
God sends blessings in many different
forms.  We may not see the blessings
at work,  but they are there.  Maybe
as a ghost 🙂  Now I believe that I have
gone and rambled quite enough and
it’s time for me to be looking back on
all that I’ve written 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
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
a decent title just a few lines back 🙂
Now to see if I can formulate a few
words into a poem using it.  Here goes.

Maybe As A Ghost

Heaven finds places
with faces we’ve seen
maybe as a ghost
in our life or a dream.
Many that passed on
will maybe just be
a ghost watching over
to help you and me.
Maybe as a ghost
they can do so much more
like displaying pathways
or open a door.
So often our loved ones
might find ways so true
maybe as a ghost
to help us accrue.
Maybe as a ghost,
they can untangle
our day to day lives
as guardian angel.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2016

There ya go.  I’m sure many of you will
not like the poem,  but maybe a few of
you will.  I always write what the spirits
give me to say.  I know,  you might think
I’m crazy,  but really and truly,  I don’t
care.  I’m me and I write what comes to
me LOL.  Crazy or not,  it’s my thoughts.
I don’t think I have anything else to tell
you other than the usual.  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 3 of them
to my loving wife 🙂  Yet,  I did get a
little carried away and wrote 4 extra
poems so that adds up to 14 this week.
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.  So now I believe it’s time
for me to begin searching for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a most blessed
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
I truly glorious week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where’s that ornery off switch hiding
this time?  Hmm,  not behind my soda
can or my aspirin bottle.  Where can
he be hiding this week?  AHA,  I see
you ya little whippersnapper.  Hiding
behind the small statue that our old
neighbors gave me would’ve worked
if you would just learn to stay still
and not be peeking to see if I can
see you.  LOL Learn to stay hidden.
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+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

My Timeless Heart

The days and nights
of wishful ways
my timeless heart
is what displays
The things I thought
and wished for too
my timeless heart
holds dear to you.
My loving wife
of magical times
my timeless heart
shows so many rhymes
The times connections
to places seen
my timeless heart
holds dear each dream.
We’ve found the paths
to now and today
my timeless heart
is a magical way.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 28,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

Beneath The Sun

On a summers day
that I’ve memorized
I can still feel it
that great day comprised.
Waves rolling inwards
onto a sandy shore
beneath the sun
where we do adore.
A few clouds blow in
and paint up the sky
as the sun keeps on shining
with us you and I.
We watched as the mornings
brought in a view
a sunrise shining
above the ocean blue.
We snapped some pictures
of our summertime fun
on an island paradise
beneath the sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

The Trees Will Blow

The leaves on trees
will rustle around
with tunes of springtime
sight unto sound.
The trees will blow
as breezes rush by
and branches will sway
up so very high.
When night partakes
to join in the scene
the trees will blow
and create a dream.
As night moves on
and daytime arrives
the trees will blow
with all that survives.
Just like an ocean
with waves that will roll
the branches will sway
the trees that will blow.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Thick And Thin

Through our yesterdays
now brings a day
through thick and thin
a brand new way.
The passed mistakes
of yesterdays while
can help us today
to find a true smile.
Our age is just numbers
counted and stored
creating more then
to climb aboard.
Don’t let the numbers
to lose you in frame,
for they’re only numbers
to give us the gain.
Yet if we’re foolish
and fall back on time
our trublesome worries
will become a rhyme.
So don’t let the moments
to echo what’s bad.
Use the passed moments
to then become glad.
For as the years pass
and days all fly by,
our lives will get better
if we’ll give a try.
Allowing God’s blessings
to grow within you
the thick and thin days
will shine of anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Space And Time

While sleeping and dreaming
I found myself flying
throughout the cosmos
with time frames arriving.
Space had become Heaven
with time that occurred
with but a motion
and with but a word.
Space and time found me
near to the stars
with a galaxy matrix
that’s so unlike ours.
I saw a small spaceship
that came flying by
and I sought out to grab it,
but do not know why.
It just seemed to amaze me
with its blinking blue
and space and time entered
to clear up my view.
I saw little people
just waving at me
in this space and time moment
my dream helped me see.
They held up a sign
with some alien words
that I had envisioned
as flock of wild birds.
The sign that they held up
I then understood.
It said I am falling
into my neighborhood.
The stars became blurry
and the spaceship was gone
as my space and time venture
was welcoming dawn.
My sleep had then ended
and my dream was no more
of the space and time venture
in starlight I’d soar.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

The Bird of My Heart

True love is the wings
of a feathery love
the bird of my heart
that has come from above.
She swooped as an angel
to gather my heart
as she moved deep inside me
as God’s work of art.
I saw her in moments
as words written down
this one that I love now
with eyes of deep brown.
She showed me a minute,
she showed me a time
as we joined together
our rhythm and rhyme.
So as the pages
of our book are seen
the bird of my heart
is my wonderful dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

To Judy Pearce <3
From Bill Pearce

Leftover Time

Times that were borrowed,
times that we used,
will often become as
what all we abused.
Each with our journeys,
each with our path
often misleading
what turns aftermath.
The things found leftover
are often just weeds
planted in topsoil
what we thought as needs.
Time begins moving
with hands on a clock
showing what’s counted
and what that’s tick tock.
Now turns to hours
as days all fly by
with leftover time
and us asking why.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Rose Covered Eyes

Seeing only beauty
and not seeing true
brings an illusion
into every view.
Rose covered eyes
with a pinkish inlay
often causes problems
with day after day.
We need to see truthful,
we need to see clear
what changes we’re needing
with year after year.
Rose covered eyes
only work for a while
and then you need truthful
to frown or to smile.
Yet don’t just cry
over things going wrong.
Make the right changes
before time moves on.
Look for the beauty
with your rose covered eyes,
but don’t let it fill you
with a lifetime of lies.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Clouds Of Ages

Near the stars
in skies of blue
clouds of ages
briskly flew.
Making pictures
ones can see
clouds of ages
you and me.
Days are counted
far and wide
clouds of ages
Some as flavors
cotton candy
clouds of ages
some seem sandy.
Making oceans
beaches shore
clouds of ages
are much more.
They’re the raindrops
held intact
clouds of ages
some abstract.
Pictures seen by
our two eyes
clouds of ages
in the skies.
So as moments
give to you
clouds of ages
times to view,
look more closely
seamless stages,
find the beauty
clouds of ages.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Spring Unto Summer

Seasons pass surely
as days we recall
spring unto summer
and then unto fall.
Winter brings snowflakes
to so many places,
giving the children
their happy faces.
Then as the white snow
melts from the ground
springtime is given
its time around.
Sprouting are rosebuds
and tree leaves to grow
that were once sleeping
beneath the white snow.
Spring unto summer
brings flowers to bloom,
some found delaying
waiting for June.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

The Midnight Air

A breeze blows in
and spring is here
when the nighttime
shows sincere.
The midnight air
is that of dreams
as running waters
midnight streams.
The scenes of life
come with a page
the midnight air
found center stage.
A book of time
with words of peace
the midnight air
with sweet release.
Tomorrows dreams
will have a prayer
through God above
and the midnight air.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Kin Of The Heart

Ones connected souls
are often not apparent,
for kin of the heart are
so often transparent.
Many times people are
found disconnected
from so many loved ones
that now needs corrected.
Kin of the heart are
sometimes not so clear,
as many miles might not
seem so sincere.
Yet many kindred
are not blood the same,
for they’ve been connected
through life to attain.
God gave the passageways
to now and then,
to ones not of blood,
but still found as kin.
Those of a distance
that time spreads apart
are still loved the same
as kin of the heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30,  2016

Translucent Dreams

Time just like windows
will sometimes be scenes
found as a moment
of translucent dreams.
Clear as a window
you might see through
translucent dreams
might have a clear hue.
Not seeing the clouds
that form and create,
translucent dreams
can depreciate.
Find what that’s worthy
of patience and time
losing translucent
that windows define.
Look through the windows
and see what that’s there
beyond the translucent
dreams full of air.
Seen through the windows
new life can become
not so translucent,
but a bright shining sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30,  2016

What If

Sometimes wondering
what if someday
or what if something
sometime some way
can become somewhat
what if a while
with but what if
time is a mile.
What if a persons
what if is seen
what if a monster
comes in a dream?
Scenes finding what if
can be what a way
and what if turnstile
changes each day.
Many times what if
is just but a while
down what if worry
a long what if mile.
So let not your what if
to take full control,
for what if’s not happened
to take on its toll.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2016

for Apr 29,  2016

With salt and pepper
we can change the taste of things,
but they’re still the same.

Less of obstructions
can be less of our lessons
of which we needed.

Dreams we remember
might become real if wanted,
be very careful.

Legions of heartaches
can become your life’s baggage
preventing true love.

Hanging on to things,
could be a growing problem
that needs to release.

Today is a gift
as a blessing from Heaven
maybe seen wrongly.

Two loving puppies
have a true undying love
that needs no reason.

The stage is ready
for your footsteps upon it,
but are you ready?

A friendless flower
will still show us its blossom,
while wanting a friend.

Countless perception
finds endless supply of thoughts,
either right or wrong.

As a mission to Mars
many flowers may have bloomed
striving for the stars.

A white cloud of time
could become a storm to see
that rains on your life.

Peace is a moment
that finds its way in our lives
when anger is ceased.

Belief in a dream
gives hope for it to come true,
but don’t hold your breath.

Circumstances seen
become so many view points
that might not be right.

Yesterdays shadows
needs to stay where they belong,
for today is here.

Painting a portrait
finds perception as the art
of all that’s within.

When looking both ways
you might miss what’s before you
and crash into life.

Decisions in life
often come as an Earthquake
that shake you apart.

Hope is from Jesus
and life is a true blessing
from Lord God above.

Portholes we look through
often show some rocky shores,
but peace can be found.

Sometimes illusions
are the views seen from wanting
what we do not need.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2016

Judy’s newest book (Pearlescent) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
My wife Judy’s Poetry other 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 🙂