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#23179 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Wed Dec 9, 2009 11:53 pm
Subject: The Sick, The Child, And An Open Bottle Of Wine
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The Sick, The Child, And An Open Bottle Of Wine
 
 
As the bottle hits
the hard surface of the floor,
an echo yields the glass
to a hollow of a bottom chime,
against the hand that holds it.
 
Sickly,
we shield the child of dread,
there by forcing shots of H1N1,
and swearing truth to no harm be,
until the child coughs up blood,
and mercifully we lay them to rest.
 
What gift?
That a bottle of wine would not cure
in this moment of time,
a swearing of grief
could open his mind in sorrow,
and shed the tears
of the many departed.
Sweet tears to be shed
over a child lying on the floor,
sickly to smile beloved,
as to hold a cold clammy hand,
and swear truth to fault.
 
The wine,
not flat with ages worth,
to spill upon the floor
as stained dripped blood,
and oozing about the room
with the stench of death.
Sickly,
the shadows show remorse
at the blame and cursing
within the darkness,
as the swelling of the eyes,
bloodshot and speak
a deafening cry of tongue,
at what the HI NI crap has done,
and spilled upon my fingers
this great bottle of wine.
 
 


#23178 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Dec 6, 2009 5:05 pm
Subject: Its Very Own
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It's getting closer to Christmas.  Are ya in the mood HoHoHo hehe?
I'm always in the mood for Christmas.  Hehehehe many have called me
Father Christmas being I look like Santa,  I tend to laugh like him :)
and my favorite color is hehehe,  you guessed,  it RED.  Also hehehe
being that Judy and I live up North LOL I do tend to get a lot of second
glances from children hehehe.  I guess there are worse things to look
like or resemble huh HoHoHo.  None the less,  I do love Christmas and
snow.  I said I love snow,  not that stuff that comes afterwards which
causes ones to slip and fall LOL.  When the snow begins to melt and
then refreeze over night it tends to cause a lot of accidents.  That's why
I bought me some cleats after my first dealing with all of that hehehe.
They strap onto any pair of shoes I am wearing and they work great.
I haven't broken any more bones from slipping and falling on the ice
since that purchase.  I was going to buy Judy some,  but she said they
would just become a problem being she would have to un strap them
when she got to work and have to re strap them when she got home,
PLUS driving a car wearing them is not advised LOL.  Oh well,  she
can use mine if she needs them.  They fit shoes from size 10 to size 13.
She wears size 10 and I wear size 13 LOL.  Yep, I got big feet.  You
know the old saying don't ya.  Big feet!!!!  I could of been a clown :).
LOL,  get you're mind outta the gutter hehehehehehe!!!!  I know what
you were thinking :).  Ok,  so it's onwards to yet another topic.  Last
night it snowed about an inch,  which in my book ain't but a dusting.
I'm sure that the winter snows will find their way up here soon enough.
Then I'll be seen out playing in it and taking pictures hehehe.  I had
to go out this morning at 5 AM and brush the snow off of the car and
start it so it would be warming up for Judy to drive to work.  It was
not too bad!  Actually it was not bad at all compared to the mornings
last winter that I had to look to try and find the car under all of the
snow and then dig it out LOL.  Oh,  that's fun hehehehe at 4:30 in the
morning and 0 and below degrees.  Yeppers, it does have its downside.
For those of you that are my neighbors in the YoVille game,  hehehe
I have not been feeling the greatest and so I did not write any haikus
to share,  but maybe this week :).  Friday night we ran out of heating
oil and Judy and me had to crank up the radiator heaters as well as
our heating blanket LOL.  Apparently unlike last winter when the
gauge was on empty,  it was actually empty LOL.  Last winter I went
into a panic and worried that we would run out before the oil guys got
here,  but they said we still had almost 70 gallon left then.  That was
not the same venture Friday Oopsy.  Oh well,  our dear landlord
came to our rescue and went and got us 5 gallons of diesel and put it
in as well as re started our furnace.  Hehehe he gave me the receipt for
the oil and a cup of coffee he bought LOL.  I told him I would add it
onto our next rent check hehehe. 5 gallons should last us until the oil
guys get here Monday morning and fill us up.  They're delivering 176
gallons.  That should last us through to January and maybe further
if the weather stays the same as it is now,  but to be honest,  I hope
the winter weather finds its way home soon for many reasons hehe.
Well as I said about the haiku,  I also did not write anything else poetry
wise through the week due to me being under the weather with a loss
of any kind of energy.  I found myself just nodding at my PC often.
I know,  that's not unusual for me being I don't get any sleep LOL,
but it was happening more than normal hehe.  Plus I was shaking
really badly,  but I'm feeling much better today with my millions of
catnaps hehehehe.  I wish I could sleep like a normal person,  but
that just ain't happening LOL and for those of you that have just
recently joined the mailing list hehehe,  sorry I ain't explaining all
of the problems hehehehehe.  It only makes the nurses and doctors
on my list begin offering their solutions which I am sure I have
tried every one.  Seen All of the Top specialist,  so now let's drop it.
I've been dealing with most of the problems for almost 15 years.
Hehehehehe now onto yet another topic.  Judy's temporary place
of business is doing fairly well,  yet everyone is still antsy in their
waits for the brand new Elm Tree Diner to be built.  It may not
be built and ready to open until next Summer though.  Oh well,
God is taking care of Judy and I just as He always has.  God will
many times help us in ways that we were not wanting,  but He
does know best.  I think Judy and I are going to put up our new
Christmas tree this week.  Always looking forward to putting up
the Christmas tree.  Yet don't always look forward to attempting
to find a place to put the confounded thing.  Not that much room
in our living room ya know hehehehe.  Should of rented an igloo.
Might of been more room LOL.  I'm sure there would of been
come summertime hehehehe.  Wall to wall nature LOL.  Naw,
the trailer ain't that small hehehe!  It just seems that way time
to time LOL.  There is a case of snow-blindville outside today.
Yeppers,  that be one of the drawbacks to snow.  It acts just
like a mirror and reflects the sunshine into your eyes.  I still
love snow :),  HoHoHo.  I'm still amazed at how that each little
snowflake has its very own look and style.  Yet when they are
gathered together on the ground,  they become one entity.  Sort
of makes me wonder about us.  Yes we all look different,  even
identical twins have differences.  I should know hehehehehe,
I'm married to one :).  Yes, we are all different and so many
will focus on the differences rather than the likenesses.  We
may be a different color,  size,  shape or rhythm in life,  but we
all make up the human race as all of the snowflakes make up
the snow.  Let God to guide you as you look beyond prejudice
behavior and see the likenesses.  We all have a home on this
big blue ball called Earth and we need to learn to get along.
I reckon it's time for me to be taking my little venture back
through all I've written to that place of my recollection and
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 that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I do believe that
I found a good title not far back in my re reading hehehehe.
Now let's see what I can conjure up using it HoHoHo hehehe.
Here goes hopefully not nothing hehe :)!

Its Very Own

Life has a journey
that we may not view
found in the portions
of wintertime's hue.
It has its very own
flavorful scenes
painted in thresholds
white over greens.
Winter has blessings
scented so sweet
such as the snowflakes
that many eat.
So much will blossom
as flowers of snow
as its very own
simple little Ho Ho.
Laughter with snowflakes
in sweet certain views
enhances journeys
for many snowshoes.
Winter as a blessing
has its very own
timeframes to enter
and make itself known.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 6,  2009

I sure hope that poem made ya smile :).  Of course I also hope my
rambling before it also made ya smile,  a bit hehehe HoHoHo.  Yep,
it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,  everywhere we go.  Here
in the Pearce's household,  it is always Christmas.  We buy things
for each other and even at times are found listening to Christmas
music in the somewhat heat of the summer hehehe.  I say somewhat,
being we live up north and don't exactly have the heat we had when
we lived in Texas LOL.  Heck,  we only had to use our air conditioner
a couple of days this year hehehe.  Being we live on a hill,  we have
one heck of a breeze that works great when I open the windows :).
It does though ever so often rock the trailer on occasions hehehehe.
Well,  I guess it's time for me to be searching for that off switch,  but
not before I tell you what I've been telling most of you for decades :),
hehehe and that is,  I wrote some more poetry and haiku,  10 more
poems,  yet 6 of them this week are Christmas poems.  I also once
again wrote 22 haiku,  but as I mentioned in the upper half of this,
I didn't write any YoVille haiku being I've been under the weather.
But you've got 10 poems and 22 haiku to keep ya busy hehehehehe!
Ok,  it's time to be saying goodbye,  but not before wishing you a
wonderful week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now where's that dad burn off switch hiding at this bloody time??
LOL,  found ya hiding in a thatch of my hair.  Hehehe I know, I
really need to comb this mess,  but why?  I'm just as ugly with or
without it combed LOL.  Hehehe see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S. Jimmy :),,,I'll try to send some snow your way,  HoHoHo.
Keep on stepping dude and stay in touch.  God bless...

Now on with the poems
10 and 22

Found To Connect

Without a moment
time cannot be
and it can't gather
for our history.
It takes the moments
timelessly laid
to make tomorrows
then to be made.
Without a moment
we could not find
lessons that gathered
time after time.
Moments of detail
may not seem good,
yet many timeframes
are what that should.
Without a moment
we would be left
without the minutes
found to connect.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

The Slightest Snowflake

The slightest snowflake
that floats to the ground
makes the occasion
for others then found.
The slightest snowflake
from skies up above
falls down most gracefully
filled with much love.
The slightest snowflake
might surely find
places to gather
time after time.
The slightest snowflake
of Christmas detail
will surely blossom
with wind and set sail.
The slightest snowflake
that's with just a few
will make the vision
of Christmas come true.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Timeless Complete

The weather's changing
with windows to view
such as the blessings
of Christmas come true.
Seen in the windows
of weather each day
are many blessings
soon coming our way.
Maybe with wind chills
gathered with snow
there will be moments
of times to and fro.
Times benefactors
that weather provides
will in the windows
be what coincides.
The weathers paintings
in wintertime's hue
will make the blessings
so Christmassy new.
Painted with lifestyles
rhythms in beat
all of the paintings
timeless complete.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Learning From Others

Birds of a feather
fly as they do
in the directions
of then thereunto.
We as the feathers
will also see flight
sometimes in left ways
and sometimes at right.
Birds of a feather
in our human form
find our beginnings
when we are first born.
Step after step
in times day to day
we are the birdies
in human array.
Flight in a fashion
with feathers and wings
many are seeking
for similar things.
Birds of a feather
so many will flock
just because wording
is same that they talk.
It takes some wingspread
to flutter and fly
learning from others
as time rushes by.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

All That's Remembered

Places we've ventured
and we remember
may turn to journeys
of timeless December.
Pictures and music
from days long ago
may just remind us
of times fallen snow.
Places we've been to
and taken on in
will maybe blossom
when snowflakes begin.
Portions of heartbeats
felt in a way
may become moments
that live in today.
Places we've ventured
and we can recall
may be the blessings
of time overall.
All that's remembered
as December sweet
will bring us Christmas
with Jesus complete.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

It's Our Imagination

Sometimes will somehow
meet in disguise
and make formations
we see as demise.
Yet many sometimes
are found as a view
seen as the moments
that we wish were true.
Sometimes our daydreams
somehow take control
and lead us surely
down misguided roads.
Sometimes will one way
lead to other scenes
that are the makers
of so many dreams.
It's our imagination
that makes many flow
with all the journeys
that lead where we go.
Sometimes will somehow
take on the flight
leading from someday
and onto some night.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Christmas Like Mind

Links to our childhood
connected in time
find ways of living
in now days design.
It might be snowflakes
that fall from the skies
that will bring visions
in youth in our eyes.
It may be hillsides
painted snow white
that bring memories
of times we delight.
Links may encompass
a seasonal view
found in the places
that once lived with you.
Within our childhood
are memories to find
that will enlighten
our Christmas like mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Fragments of Christmases

Fragments remembered
as whos,  whens and whys
may be the motions
of our childhood eyes.
Things we remember
as larger to view
might be the portions
that once lived in you.
All of the stories
that we can remember
told by our parents
about sweet December.
Fragments may moisten
as liquids in dreams
flowing as flavors
of strawberry streams.
Songs with the essence
of Santa and more
enhance the fragments
that we so adore.
Fragments of Christmases
we love so well
are what that no one
can take,  buy or sell.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

May Be The Things

Long times forgotten
are times we may find
coming around one day
to lay on our mind.
Things we have chosen
to never remember,
might be the minutes
to live in the embers.
Long ago journeys
you thought you erased
might turn to one day
again found retraced.
Bridges we've burned
with each timeless page
may find a passage
to enter this stage.
So many moments
that we stowed away
may be the things that
help us one day.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Don't Let Him See You

Look to the Heavens
on Christmas Eve night
and you might see old
Santa in flight.
You might see Rudolf
and his nose glowing
guiding old Santa
to where all he's going.
All of his reindeer
then seen late at night
might seem to dance on
to the tune of moonlight.
So if you're watching
as he comes to town,
you might just see him
each chimney go down.
Don't let him see you
with each chimney leap,
because he won't come
if you're not fast asleep.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

Haiku
for Dec 5,  2009

Time tempered moments
are minutes that we've gathered
through all our struggles.

Simple little views
can make the grandest  details
seen with our two eyes.

In but a second
the wind can change direction
just like our own minds.

Hurried tomorrows
never come any faster.
Do your best today.

Kindling will gather
as wood from our memories
that burns in our minds.

Horrid expressions
will create fear in numbers.
Don't go overboard.

Rumors can destroy
so let the truth live in sight.
Don't thrive on rumors.

Holidays joyful
fills the expressions of time
with hearts filled with love.

Time is a flower
that will bloom when it's ready
and end when it's time.

Points of confusion
lead journeys to tomorrow
while it is teaching.

Snow will come falling
as fluffy flakes from the sky
that land everywhere.

Only a moment
leads yesterday to today
connected in time.

So many counters
will forget what they've counted
as time moves along.

Holidays struggles
are the things we remember
when they are no more.

Hearing a heartbeat
leaves you focused on seconds
found in the silence.

Guarding a flower
might prevent it from growing
if guarded to close.

Reindeer seen flying
might be pulling Santa's sleigh
on Christmas Eve night.

Hard times are blessings
that we many times don't see
until they are gone.

A mere glancing blow
connected to misfortune
can tear up a heart.

Patterns of rhythms
which are found in emotions
are sometimes confused.

Winter brings us books
as pages of tomorrows
all covered with snow.

Our dreams are the tools
that can help us to create
what eyes cannot see.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 5,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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#23177 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Nov 29, 2009 6:18 pm
Subject: Without Our Struggles
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you had a happy Thanksgiving,  for those of you that actually
celebrated it Thursday :).  I know those of you in Canada celebrate it
in October and you in other countries,  maybe not at all,  but none the
less always be thankful.  Life here at the Pearce's household is steady
and holding,  yet the electricity was knocked out last night due to high
winds and I was on the PC.  For some reason my hard drive stopped
when the electricity went out and I went into a panic.  I could still see
the power light lit on the PC and it worried me.  I just shut it off,  yet
when the electricity came back on,  my PC booted up OK.  I guess it
was having a hissy fit.  My battery backup was working as it should.
My monitor stayed on when the electricity went out,  so go figure LOL!
I'm just glad my PC is OK.  Come to think of it,  it may have sent it
to sleep mode!   Hehehe I never thought of that LOL!   OK, so it's off
of that topic and onto yet another.  As I write to you,  I'm also doing
my farm harvest on Country Life,  LOL.  Talk about split thoughts:)!
I load the machines and come back here,  I load the machines and come
back here LOL.  Wish it would let me load more than three tomatoes
at a time.  Hehehe I'm making ketchup :).  None edible of course LOL!
Well,  what else is going on in this world???  It's supposed to snow
tonight,  tomorrow,  Tuesday,  Wednesday and Thursday.  We shall
see what it actually pulls off :).  When I get paid,  Judy and I have got
to run down to DOC's oil and put a couple hundred dollars down on
heating oil,  cause our oil tank is getting low.  Don't wanna run out,
that's for sure.  Ok,  so what else is happening up this ways?????
Really and truly,  I ain't got a clue hehehe.   I'm playing it by ear!
I had to load the confounded ketchup machines again it LOL.  I've
only got 10 more crates of tomatoes to feed the blasted things hehe.
I should be through then,  at least for a few hours hehehehe.  Hey,
being retired and disabled,  it leaves not much else to do LOL.  At
least I ain't gotta physically harvest and plant these things :) and my
clothes stay clean :).  Me thinks I may have a few too many farms at
FaceBook LOL.   Oh well,  it's a time killer.  What else is there to
do around this place hehehe????  Watch the clouds or clods as I
accidentally typed a minute ago hehehehe!  Yeppers,  this must be
the fast lane Hahahaha,  yea right!  Judy's place of business has
gotten launched and seems to be doing very well.  Yet Judy says that
she'll be  happy when they finally get the new diner built because
this restaurant is just not the same.  I'm sure the rest of the crew
feels the same way.  But Judy thanks God that she has a job and
the owner was so generous in making sure her and all the others
had a paycheck.  Gotta feed the ketchup machines again LOL!
Ok,  I'm back hehehe.  I'm almost done,  Whew!!!! Hehehehehehe,
talk about spreading your thoughts thin LOL.  Time for another
topic hehe.  Oh yea,  Judy and me watched the Thanksgiving
parade Thursday morning and that was great.  I fixed us a little
thanksgiving dinner hehehe. Judy would say I fixed a whole lot
of Thanksgiving dinner though.  We both stuffed our faces.
It's funny, hehe ya stuff your face and your belly gets full LOL.
Or in my case hehehehe large.  OK,  nothing actually stays with
me for more than a few minutes,  but it tasted good hehehehehe.
God has so blessed Judy and I in our daily endeavors.  At times
I feel God's angels watching over us.  His eyes are never far away,
yet so many think that when things go wrong,  that God has left
them.  On contraire!  God allows what needs to happen in our
day to day lives,  for without our struggles,  we would have no
growth.  He is there when He sees that you can honestly take no
more and then He gives a Hand.  Sometimes it may seem as an
eternity has passed,  but our perception of time is not the best
when problems are amidst.  Have faith that God will calm the
waters when they've become too rough to handle or either He
will give you more strength to endure the moment.  One way or
another,  He will help you through the moment.  I guess I need to
be taking my little venture back through 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,  to that place I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I believe I may have stumbled upon a good title.  Now let's see if
I can write a decent poem using it LOL.   And away we go!!!!
Sounded like Jackie Gleason huh hehehe LOL!!!

Without Our Struggles

Without our struggles
where would we be?
Found without lessons
from our history.
Without the problems
what would we learn?
Found without minutes
of lessons to earn.
Without our reflection
what would we find?
Nothing to help us
make up our mind.
Without our struggles
what would we do?
No lessons nowhere
to guide me and you.
Without our yesterday
what would we know?
Nothing to guide us
where all we go.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 29.  2009

I sure hope that made sense to ya.  I have to keep reminding
myself that being human means we must deal with life,  yet God
will not allow more than we can take.  I know,  you may think
that you cannot take anymore at times,  yet if you look back on
your life,  you will see times that you dealt with so much more
and still survived.  God's angels are never far away.  Time is
something that we only see by the second,  yet God has a far
greater perception of what we may call the puzzle of life.  Yep,
I get antsy more often than ya know for time to move along :).
Hehehehe I never liked to have to wait,  but sometimes,  I just
ain't got no choice LOL.  Well,  I reckon it's about time for me
to begin my search for that old off switch,  but before I do that
I guess I should tell ya what I tell ya every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haikus.  Another 10 poems and 22
haiku,  yet this time I wrote 5 Christmas poems,  being Christmas
is right around the corner hehehe.  I hope and pray that ya like
a few of the poems as well as the haiku.  I have had many ask me
what haiku is and did I make up the name LOL.  This is haiku
by definition.  It's an epigrammatic Japanese verse form of three
short lines with 5 syllables first line,  7 syllables second line and
5 syllables in the last and for those of you asking me now,  what
in Heavens name is epigrammatic hehe?  Epigrammatic means
Terse and witty and like a maxim.  So there ya go!!!  Now you've
learned something new today :).  I Hope hehe!!!   Ok it's time to
be saying goodbye,  but before I do,  I want to wish you a most
wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now where's that dad burn off switch hiding at this time?????
Hehehe I can hear ya snoring behind my ears LOL.  Gotcha!
See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S.  Oh yea,  me almost forgot LOL.  I wrote 4 Yoville haiku
that I am also sharing.  Hehehe I actually wrote all of them along
with all of the poems and other haiku yesterday (Saturday) :) hehe.
"PEACE & LOVE"

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 +4 :) hehehehe

Then and Before

While I was pointing
at what I saw
there was a moment
filled with much awe.
Time seemed to echo
what I remember
of a great snow filled
time of December.
All of the seconds
of here and now
seemed to just vanish
some place somehow.
As I was pointing
at that some place,
I could remember
a smile on my face.
I time of Decembers
wonderful hue
seemed to encompass
nows every view.
Now I remember
then and before
and how that Christmas
meant so much more.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Wonderful Magical Times

Places with feelings
that times recall
create the rhythms
of time standing tall.
Sceneries threshold
from what we do
carries memories
of me and you.
Places remembered
from day to day
fill us with feelings
wonderful way.
Feelings of joyful
we wish repeat,
yet they're remembered
times waiting seat.
Many recollections
of certain scenes
seems to envelop
what it all means.
Christmas of decades
lays on our minds
things of those wonderful
magical times.
Places with feelings
that we recall
seems to be living
and standing tall.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

For By and By

A page is turned
and day is done
as another
is then begun.
A time's completed
laid at rest
when it's done
its very best.
A page is turned
and written down
as another
is coming around.
Timelessly minutes
tick as before
while pages turn
and seconds soar.
A time's finished
with lock and key
left with only
a memory.
A page is turned
for others to find
a hopefully better
greater design.
The minutes move
with you and I
leaving us lessons
for by and by.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Storms Are Needed

When in a storm
the minutes might seem
as a unfortunate
nightmarish dream.
When times of trouble
come unto you,
you might not see clear
goodness come true.
It takes a storm
sometimes day to day
to show us goodness
come from the gray.
When in a storm
you might only see
what that has happened
a mere slight degree.
Storms are needed
to change our mind
and make goodness
better to find.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

The Greatest Today

Rekindled spirits
of love deep within
can make a moment
of time to begin.
Looking with trueness
from love deep inside
rekindles moments
and hope to abide.
Rekindled spirits
of times December
helps us find Jesus
and to remember.
Songs that were sung
in times long ago
bring us to Christmas
right now that we know.
Rekindled heartbeats
burn very bright
when they're remembered
with Christmas delight.
So let's rekindle
the times faraway
and make this Christmas
the greatest today.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Long and Awaited

Long and awaited
sort of to see
these are the moments
sort of to be.
So many wishes
awaited upon
so many people
dusk unto dawn.
Dreaming of minutes
night has to give
long and awaited
wishes to live.
So many dreamers,
so many times
are sometimes wishing
better designs.
Long and awaited
wishing to see
yet they aren't praying
minutes degree.
So if you're waiting
dusk unto dawn
say a little prayer
and then move along.
Long and awaited
take on your stride
as you continue
with Jesus inside.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Do You Seek Jesus?

Look deep inside
and see what you find.
Do you see Jesus
or another design?
Look to you feelings
and all that you choose.
Do you seek blessings
or just better shoes?
Look at your image
and daily detail.
Do you see Jesus
or just you set sail?
Look at your rhythms
and see how you beat.
Do you seek goodness
or just act discrete?
Look deep inside
and see what you know.
Do you seek Jesus
in places you go?

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

December Shadows

December shadows
of times I've seen
seem to be forming
in midst of a dream.
Sequential seconds
of times long ago
seem to be living
in all that I know.
December shadows
of realistic views
seem to be living
in yesterdays news.
All of the portholes
that my visions see
carry the minutes
of magic with me.
So many blessings
in all that I had
I can remember
with my mom and dad.
Glancing inside me
I see now real clear
that I remember
that time I endear.
Heavens great minutes
in Earthly delight
I can remember
of Christmas Eve night.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Winters Percussions

Winter is here now
singing its song
daylight to also
dusk unto dawn.
I can see pictures
yet not in sight
of that of snowflakes
found day and night.
Winter is here now
speaking real clear
with all its wording
this time of year.
Flavored percussions
beating in tune
saying the Christmas
will be here soon.
Winter is speaking
all that it knows
such as its memoirs
of winter snows.
Time is surrounding
winters delight
as it brings Christmas
soon into sight.
Songs will be playing
as winter sings
and I'll be happy
with what it brings.
Winters percussions
beating its name
will be remembered
time and again.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Many A Person

Links to another
are found deep inside
as many candles
of time far and wide.
Maybe another
might not seem the same,
yet they may carry
inside the same name.
Links will get rusty
and need a little care
and then it's needed
for many and prayer.
Links to another
might not seem grand,
yet they may be just
a time soon at hand.
Many a person
in many a way
might be what's needed
for you now today.
Links to another
might not seem clear,
but they are needed
for then unto here.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

Haiku
for Nov 28,  2009

Closed on the inside
leaves no hope for the outside.
Leave some room for change.

Countless persuasions
lead to pitfalls of journeys
unless they're thought out.

A candle in the wind
will flicker most profusely
before it's blown out.

Winners and losers
can be found on the same page,
yet it's how you view.

We are the players
in games we attempt to live
with our mere struggles.

Hands in the pocket
only lead to bitterness
if not filled with love.

Letters from the heart
ones might simply just misread
and not understand.

Sometimes might display
as the minutes you regret,
so don't be surprised.

Casualties format
makes its appearance in time
when love does not live.

Birds fly gracefully
with feathered wings extended
just as an angel.

Places we've ventured
will one day be reoccurred
inside of our dreams.

Do not just frolic
in the torment of others.
Lend a helping hand.

Flowers seen blooming
in the winters bitter bite
might not be flowers.

The strength in others
might not be formidable.
It may be a lie.

Hauling a moment
to another point and time
might cause destruction.

Landing on the ground
is not always the greatest
when it is quicksand.

Time is a flavor
that many taste differently.
Combine your tastebuds.

Unique's another
with each and every detail.
We are perfection.

In the public view
is a glass heart that displays.
Truth shows none the less.

Hard times are teachers
as the timeframes move ahead
with all that we've learned.

Portions of beauty
are the sights that many see
when looking above.

Hindsighted people
leave the lessons found ahead
as just mistaken.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

YoVille Haiku

Loads of equations
are counted as the minutes
that we wish to be.

Want to makes sorrow
when want to's unrealistic.
Don't let greed to guide.

Moments are teachers
except when they are ignored
and not put to use.

Heartaches emotions
are many times found burning
even when hidden.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23176 From: poetryandartslufroloc@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sun Nov 29, 2009 11:48 am
Subject: File - TEN YEAR ANNIVERSAY
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July 16, Thursday, 2009 is the TEN year Anniversary of PAL.  Please come by and
share some thoughts of these last ten years of advancement and upheaval in the
world at large, and in your world, and in the world of oils, words, clay...and
all manner of new art in the NEW MILLENIA PLUS NINE!

Hope to see some posts from some old friends.

Have a GREAT SUMMER


PS--I'm revising our Poetry day to POETRY THURSDAY in honor of our Anniversary
this TENTH year!

OL  (Jerry)

#23175 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Nov 22, 2009 4:16 pm
Subject: Possibilities of Hope
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

How's it going in your neck of the woods?  It's been rather nice
up this ways considering what it is normally at this time of year :).
Yet,  it's seeming according to my PC weather programs,  by next
weekend we should be getting into the more normal weather for
up here,  which is snow.  It could change by then,  but that could
also mean it could begin earlier LOL.  None the less,  I am sure
that the seasonal snows will begin very soon.  We've already had
a few snows, but none that I would actually call our seasonal type
snows LOL.  It's rather cool right now at 36 F degrees,  but that's
warm compared to what it will be as winter sets in LOL.  Well I
guess I shall get off of the weather forecast and onto another topic.
Judy is back to cooking now at work at the Elm Tree Restaurant,
which they are calling it hehehe,  because they say there can only
be ONE Elm Tree Diner and it will be rebuilt next year sometime.
So for the time,  the temporary place of business will keep Judy
cooking until the new diner is built.  Life has been interesting up
here with all that has come into our paths and all that I've seen.
I am growing to love this place,  yet I do have a slight bicker :)
about the cccccccccold weather.  Love the snow!  Hate the cold!
The biggest complaint I have up here is that I am so far away
from my family and friends.  I miss them all so very much.  It
seems I have turned into a loner up here being I don't seem to
fit into anybody's world as a Texan that I am.  People tend to
steer clear of me for some reason.  Oh well,  I will just keep on
with my writing and photography as well as my music,  not to
mention watching movies with Judy and playing all of our many
games together on the PC.  It's amazing how God was able to
find somebody for me that enjoyed all of the same things and
put us together even with us being well over 2000 miles apart
at the time with me in Texas and her in Maine,  but He did it :).
My dad kept telling me that there was somebody out there for
me,  but I needed to let God find them for me.  So I ceased my
ongoing search that I had been on and lo and behold I found
Judy.  I just wish my dad would of told me that I might have to
go 2000 miles away to find that special one LOL.  I guess to
find perfection for needs,  one must allow the gaps of time and
distance to become null and void.  Well,  here I am where I
surely never thought I would be,  being I had lived in Texas all
of my life,  born and raised.  When you give your life to Jesus,
there is no end to the possibilities of hope.  I found that my past
had given me the tools to provide a good life,  maybe not with
money,  but with the lessons I've learned and the gift of poetry
that God has given me.  Judy loves it when I read my poems
and haikus to her.  She has quit wondering how it is that I can
pour out so many poems and haikus each week in a matter of
minutes.  She said she just considers it as my gift.  We each
have gifts, yet often we are not aware of them and we may even
be using them every day without our knowledge.  Yet many will
be seen tossing their gifts away, because of wanting another
and not seeing the full potential in their very own gift.  Don't let
your ego and pride to make you think less of your gift.  Each
gift from God is priceless.  No money in the world can buy it.
Look into your heart and see what you are feeling. You may
find that helping others in some way might be your gift.  Have
faith,  God has not forgotten you.  Now I guess it's about time
for me to be venturing back through all 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 in that place of my recollection,
which I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  So it's away I go!
Hey,  I think I stumbled onto a good title while I was writing
and I think I will use that LOL.  It seems to be a good one.
Here goes nothing.  Hope ya like it :).

Possibilities of Hope

Too many searches
in wanna style phase
leads oh so many
down miserable days.
There are possibilities
found in the frame
gathered together
in Jesus Christ Name.
Possibilities of hope
make venturous feats
found with conclusions
without repeats.
God gives the minutes
needed to find
all the possibilities
within our mind.
We need remember
possibilities of hope
are in His mention
and within His scope.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 22,  2009

Ok,  so how was it?  Hehehe I hope it made sense to ya at least a
little bit hehehe.  I haven't much else to tell ya except the usual :)
and that is,  I wrote some more poems and haikus this week hehe
Ok,  I actually wrote one poem Friday and all the rest, - Saturday
morning LOL.  I wrote 3 brand new Christmas poems.  The closer
to Christmas,  the more Christmas poems I may be writing hehehe.
I wrote yet another 10 poems and 22 haiku to go with the 4 haiku
that I wrote and shared in my little YoVille messages this week :).
If you would ever like to read any of my past Christmas poems, then
take a visit to my friend Ben Geurts Old Fashioned Christmas site.
He has many years of my poems,  but the grandest thing he has on
that fabulous site is all of his wonderful artwork and drawing art
screensavers.  I hope you will make a visit to his site one day soon.
His link is at the end of the journal with all the others.  You'll most
surely be blessed!  Ok with that said, I need to be searching for
that dab burn off switch so I can cease my writing for today,  but
before I do that I must wish you a most wonderful week as well
as a HAPPY THANKSGIVING.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now where's that off  switch hiding at this time?????
Hehehe there it is.  I wondered why there was a lump under my
keyboard LOL.  Gotcha hehehe.  See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems.
10 and 22 + 4 :)

Heavens Delight

Raindrops of Heaven
with rhythm and sound
create many blessings
that fall on the ground.
Seeming as footsteps
right there in my view
raindrops of Heaven
help create brand new.
Nourishing waters
that Heaven displays
seems to make format
for wonderful days.
Raindrops of Heaven
make their presence found
as the clouds open
and pour on the ground.
Days will be followed
with lesser in sight
when the rain ceases
it Heavens delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 20,  2009

To Help Life Unfold

Holding a candle
burning quite bright
could be the essence
to guide you at night.
Yet held too closely
might give a burn
as the mere candle
makes you to learn.
Getting to caught up
in what we see
might become burdens
a slight degree.
Holding a candle
on life day to day
needs to be surely
held the right way.
Things that you're seeing
from candle light view
might be a vision
of false not true.
So make the candle
of which you hold
that of Lord Jesus
to help life unfold.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

In Him Do Impart

Many are seeing
what that we do
when we are walking
a day out of skew.
So make your journeys
of days found ahead
doing what truly
is what that you said.
If you say one thing
and do another
someone will surely
one day discover.
You cannot hide
a night on the town
when surely Jesus
is always around.
Many are seeing,
yet not truly knowing
where that it is
that you're daily going.
Yet Jesus Christ
can see in your heart
and see if you truly
in Him do impart.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Outshines Them All

Years in a sequence
bring into view
seasonal settings
to surely come true.
So many blessings
found year to year
are seasons settings
found with much cheer.
Years in a sequence
find day to day
ways to encompass
every display.
Paintings of rhythms
seasonal times
seem to in some way
make great designs.
Yet it is Christmas
that outshines them all
even the settings
of colors in fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Wisdom's Gathered

Wisdom is flourished
when it is used
and not just daily
found as abused.
Wisdom is gathered
through thick and then
when we are ending
or then to begin.
Life's dusty fragments
brings into view
so many lessons
to learn as anew.
Wisdom is portioned
how you perceive
and it is gathered
in how you believe.
So often wisdom
is just but a dream
found as a nightmare
the way things seem.
Yet wisdom's gathered
in many details,
but it's our motion
that fills up the sails.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Wonderful Days

I can hear clearly
the seasonal songs
playing as moments
Christmastimes dawns.
Portraits in snow globes
shaken around
emulate settings
of Santa in town.
Familiar feelings
come into view
when every Christmas
does surely come true.
I smell aromas
of scented cuisines
seeming to enhance
what Christmastime means.
Sweet music playing
what surely is found
as that of Christmastime
coming to town.
All of our memories
blossom and bloom
as Christmas blessings
come into tune.
Sequenced by flavors
and also by sight,
Christmas is coming
with seasonal flight.
Heard as the echoes
that timeless portrays
Christmas enhances
the wonderful days.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Our Time To Time

In a little while
now will be gone
leaving the minutes
of newness to dawn.
In a little while
time will be seen
maybe as moments
found in a dream.
In a little while
the sounds we hear
may be as visions
that we so endear.
In a little while
the times displayed
may be the minutes
as found Heaven made.
In a little while
we may surely find
so many blessings
from our time to time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Cease The Barrels

Found in a barrel
of monkeys of time
there is much turmoil
found in design.
A simple barrel
with monkeys inside
simulates many
of time far and wide.
So much confusion
found in days sails
emulates barrels
with monkeys with tails.
Turbulent streaming
of unsorted views
simulates barrels
of all sordid news.
Found in a barrel
can also be seen
ones wanting nightmares
to be as a dream,
but it takes choices
to leap from within
and cease the barrels
of which that you've been.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

In But A Moment

In but a moment
the minutes set sail
bringing in Christmas
in every detail.
So many settings
of twinkling lights
make very joyful
all of the nights.
Home fires burning
with family and friends
paints very clearly
what never should end.
In a mere moment
Christmas is seen
found as a blessing
thought as a dream.
Smoke stacks billow
from fires below
as they're awaiting
Christmas white snow.
In but a moment
the minutes will shine
and it will surely
be Christmastime.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Learn Its Design

In through yesterday
comes in today
bringing the lessons
learned another day.
Memories rationed
as blades of grass
bringing the lessons
come from the past.
Throughout minutes
moments survive
with all the lessons
that keep us alive,
but it takes using
the things you've learned
through the yesterdays
times discerned.
If you're repeating
a similar time
it means you didn't then
learn its design.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

Haiku
for Nov 21,  2001

Seconds are counted
when anger is a amidst
till the explosion.

Wise is the thinker
that rethinks what's defining
the answers ahead.

Many will follow
when you hold you head up high,
yet don't expect them.

Learning is defined
as wisdom from the problems
and how to react.

Iffy circumstance
brings certain indecision
which leads ones to doubt.

Letters to loved ones
may get lost in the pages
of our memories.

Cold winter mornings
bring us scenes full of wonder
awakened by time.

Fall has gone away
and left in place a journey
that leads to winter.

Many beloved
find their hearts are torn into
by their loved ones.

Ones that are hurried
with their own style directions
may fall into holes.

Time is turbulent
when our troubles become guides
blindly leading us.

With every heartbreak
is a chance for tomorrow
to be much better.

Left to our choices
so many will just fall prey
to their emotions.

Little is alot
where piece of mind is gathered.
Little can grow large.

Finding solitude
is a long winding journey
inside of oneself.

Hearing a whisper
leaves you opened for loudness
which can deafen you.

Clouds of perception
are the billows of forethought
awaiting a rain.

Timidness conquers
the chances for much greater
caused by so much fear.

Christmas scenery
brings alive our childhood thoughts
which it enlarges.

A tree with lighting
glittering within the night
brings Christmas alive.

A flame in the wind
will most surely be blown out
if it's not cared for.

Hard times are teachers
that give us the end results
much later in life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2009

YoVille Haiku

Peace paints a picture
that many wish to enjoy,
yet it has a price.

Pointing at others
does not take the blame away.
It sometimes points back.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2009

Confusion paints days
when there is nothing to find
other than minutes.

Clearing of thresholds
leaves some doorways to venture.
Enter carefully.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 20,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23174 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Wed Nov 18, 2009 11:44 pm
Subject: Painter's Voice
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Painter's Voice
 
 
 
Rolling to the clouds,
the vision of his voice
murmurs seldom words
sweet of color.
 
Distant to the clouds,
his thunder roars
like the wind of the gods.
Gabriel sounding his horn,
and Micheal shielding armor,
to sweep a brush with tongue
that St Peter unlocks his vision,
and Heaven is laid,
bonding the painter's eyes.
 
Voice commands,
virgin white,
soiled at moments touch,
blistered into the heat of breath,
Hail,
he who hath spoken,
these words
of a painter's eyes.
 
Hail,
to thee,
who sheds the blood of the sea
and mortal men battle and drown
over the tears of such beauty.
 
The oath of alabaster
shinning in the sparkling sunlight,
floating hue's and ardent mists
to become as fragrant vowels
in the voice of a painter.
 
Hail to thee
whom luster glistens
in the shine of the sun,
and sways the eternal rainbow's revenge.
 
Gladly,
to listen upon the morrow,
of what make and color his eyes
as the sea turns green.
To gladly honor
the blood spilled
for his great sacrifice,
and whisper faint
of God's impressions.
 
Vision the open sky
a pale blue aura.
Naked seedlings of earth
turning green at birth,
popping headstrong from the ground.
Becoming the grandest rise of redwood
reaching for the eternal eye.
 
The mountains rise
so far away,
to gather rainstorm clouds
about the butted floor
of the valley crest,
nesting
in a deep red of powdered sun
that crawls upon the floor.
 
Ash, and blackened earth
to fill the cracks of the deep woods,
as the oaken owl wakes upon a yellow branch,
to a Wintry, wandering swan swimming
upon the golden lakes
of foreground.
 
Hail to thee,
who speaks the mighty brush,
and lashes upon the earth
boundaries that no man
could ever touch.
The silver clouds of silk
that spray upon the winds,
and float washes of butterflies
into the sky,
and rooted ruby flowers
to coil away of thorny bush,
lay orange poppies into a sea
of boiling green soup of swamp grass.
 
The master's voice
to touch the visions of the soul,
and blend God and Man
into his great splendor.
The painter's voice
to whisper soft,
faint of heart,
tears of oil
into crying eyes
of joy,
that becomes alive
with surreal beauty.
 
 
By Edward Wolverton 11-18-09

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#23173 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Wed Nov 18, 2009 10:45 pm
Subject: Silently My Thoughts
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Silently My Thoughts
 
 
 
wordless,
I mute my inner self
to resist temptation's play.
I grasp at life
like a deaf mute,
learning how to communicate
with the outside world.
I stain my inner tears
like leaded glass
in a church steeple
awaiting the sunlight
of my dreams.
Silently,
my thoughts render voice,
to speak
what er' I said,
but it made no sense to me.
I blathered out void,
come vomit with verse,
and toy with me,
my language be.
Yet,
I own the voice
that speaks,
so frail,
that the night time angels sing
what words fell from my lips
to gather upon my tongue,
and jump off at this.
Silently arranging the words
to pit upon my mind,
so silently my thoughts
bring boredom complete
in an old alabaster box,
what names
we used to call ourselves
before we became
deaf and dumb.
Now to speak
my virgin language
that spills from my thoughts,
again to rise of functional character,
I hiss to the moon cloud, Obis,
and swear to him my words
that fall upon the sky,
and die into my brain.
 
 
 By Edward Wolverton 11-18-2009


#23172 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Nov 15, 2009 8:39 pm
Subject: Shine Brighter
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

So what's up in your neck of the woods?  It's turning quickly
to wintertime up here LOL.  Ok so it turned wintertime a long
while back there hehehehe.  Life up this ways has been sort of
boring lately.  Not much to do.  Waiting for the onslaught of
snow to become our daily picture up here LOL.  So far,  we've
only gotten a few brief snow showers.  When the snows do begin,
I will be out there in it hehehe doing what I like to do,  playing.
Yes I will also for sure be taking pictures hehehe.  So,  for now,
it's on with the journal.  This past week,  Judy and I have been
playing a new farming game LOL called Country Life.  It's sort
of cute.  Judy got me hooked on it LOL.  Like I needed another
farming game hehehehe.  Hey,  it kills time,  especially when it's
too nasty outside to do any photography.  The games free and I
like free :).  Free's good LOL!  Oh yea,  Judy's place of business
at the Elm Tree diner #2 is preparing to open this week.  Gary
has not been able to begin construction of the new diner.  So the
temporary diner #2 will suffice until next year when it is built
and ready to open.   I think Judy is going to miss all the cleaning
and painting LOL.  Naw,  she has actually enjoyed being able
to come home early time to time with nothing to do.  Yet,  I'm
sure she's ready to get back to cooking as she was hired to do.
I imagine that the first week or so of the diners opening will be
rather busy hehehe with many trying to get in for the opening
and all.  Besides that,  the diner #2 is connected to a motel that
will, I'm sure,  add much business to its daily grind.  Judy's NOT
looking forward to that LOL!  Thanksgiving is just a week or
so away.  Have ya bought your turkey?  Hehehe Judy's married
to hers LOL.  Hehehe really,  neither of us like turkey,  so we
will maybe have either ham or chicken :).  But,  that is not what
Thanksgiving is about.  Yet,  many forget that and stuff their
guts without knowing why they are celebrating that great day.
I know,  there are many of you that are in other countries
that do not celebrate Thanksgiving.  So bear with me hehehe.
Thanksgiving is the fourth Thursday in November in the USA
and second Monday in October in Canada.  It commemorates
  a feast held in 1621 by the Pilgrims and the Wampanoag.
The Wampanoag are a member of the Algonquian people of
Rhode Island and Massachusetts who greeted the Pilgrims.
I will try to give you another reason to share.  Take this day
to be thankful for what God has given you.  You're supposed
to be thankful always,  yet this day is to be thankful for even
more than you realize on a day to day venture.  Life is a daily
experience with good and bad entwined.  The bad makes the
good to shine brighter.  Be thankful for all that has gotten
you from there to here with all of the lessons you've learned.
Well,  that is about as good as an explanation I can give you
at this moment LOL.  I hope you learned something today :).
I did.  I always learn something,  because writing makes me
have to think.  There are many things that time seems to wash
from my thoughts until I begin writing.  So writing is my own
version of therapy.  I thank God for this gift He has given me
so I can share with you all of my thoughts.  I have no idea of
how I am able to compile all my thoughts into one or two days,
but that is my gift from God.  We have many blessings, but
time and troubles will sometimes make us to overlook them.
I guess I am needing to hush now and begin my little venture
back through all I've written to that place of recollection to
see if I can find a good word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today's new poem,  so it's away I go to that place that
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe I found a good
enough title.  Now let's see if I can write a good enough poem
using it LOL!  Here goes nothing, hehehe, yet I hope not!!!

Shine Brighter

Jumbled confusion
from days gone awry
makes to shine brighter
the times by and by.
Lingering footsteps
from times long ago
may just shine brighter
in moments of woe.
God allows turmoil
to come time agin
to make us much stronger
and help us to win.
When you were weary
and rest came your way
you felt much better
than thens other day.
It is the minutes
of days that we've seen
that will shine brighter
when time's at a lean.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 15,  2009

Ok,  so it might of not been one of my best poems, but I bet it
made ya think LOL!  I haven't much else to say except I wrote
some more poems and haikus.  Surprised hehehe!!!  I wrote yet
another 10 poems and 22 haiku to go along with the 4 haiku
that I wrote for my YoVille messages.  I've cut down a bit on the
YoVille messages hehehe being I have all of these dad gum farm
games that seem to take up a lot of time LOL.  Hey,  I'm retired
on disability,   what else is there :)????  Judy and I both enjoy all
of the games.  It sure takes the edge away from boredom hehehe.
Well,  I reckon it's time for me to be searching for that old off
switch to cease writing,  but before I do that,  I must wish you a
most wonderful week.  Always remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now where's that freaking off switch this time LOL?
There you are you little bugger hehehe.  You really need more
practice at hide and seek ya know :)!  Hiding behind my soda can
will not suffice as a good location every week LOL hehehehe!!!
OK,  so see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

P.S. Hehehe I forgot.  I wrote one Thanksgiving poem and two
Christmas poems that are in the mix of poems LOL.  Hey,  I'm
old and I simply forgot :).   No matter,  they're all there to enjoy.
Later gator :) CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 4 :)

Footprints of Segments

Long dusty minutes
are found deep inside
where there are heartbeats
so surely alive.
Moments that gather
are minutes details
found in the stories
of deep timeless wells.
Tasted as flavors
of all that we've seen
are dusty minutes
of a timeless cuisine.
Lingering heartbeats
within day to day
are long and dusty,
yet dreams in a way.
Footprints of segments
are stepped to and fro
as dusty minutes
from all that we know.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 13,  2009

Better Be Done

Have to makes sighted
what many don't want
when many things just
troublesome taunt.
Wannas mistaken
what need to must do
when so excited
from something that's new.
Have to makes future
when put off has won
leaving the have to,
to better be done.
Procrastination
is sometimes the thing
that makes tomorrow
a horrific scene.
Have to awakens
when left in the phase
what that's been put off
for some other days.
Procrastination
brings oh so much pain
when they find surely
what then could attain.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 13,  2009

Trifle of Time

Uncovered pieces
of horrific scenes
might just determine
how that you lean.
So it's much better
to not hide at all
what that just maybe
cause you to fall.
Try and be honest
about who you are
and you'll be better
maybe by far.
Of course there are issues
that might so to say
be so much better
just hidden away.
Things of a moments
trifle of time
might be much better
as hidden design.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Christmas in Mind

Now is beholding
the doorways to see
timelessly found
within you and me.
Christmas beginnings
as snow globes of glass
paint us the pictures
that come from the past.
Times all surrounding
scenarios found
with a little white snow
laid on the ground.
Now is a journey
that footsteps will take
as they find blessings
of Christmas awake.
Long and awaited
moments will find
seasonal settings
of Christmas in mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Time Off The Track

Clear and surrounding
the sight might display,
yet it might be just
a moment away.
Now may seem ready
for what that's ahead,
yet it may be just
a moment to dread.
Clear and surrounding
might seem as so great,
yet it might be just
a wrong time and date.
Sometimes the pictures
that minutes will show
might be just moments
that are needing to grow.
Clear and surrounding
the scenes far and wide
might just be journeys
to an ongoing ride.
Now may seem dismal
and painted as black,
yet it might be just
a time off the track.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Christmastime Bless

In but a sector
of sweet seasons time
there can be happy
with a Christmas design.
All of the issues
of yesterdays stress
can become moments
of Christmastime bless.
Unsorted minutes
in a timeless routine
can become better
with a Christmastime scene.
When in fact troubles
come in to and fro
Christmastime bless can
heal every woe,
but it takes passion
and Jesus design
to heal the troubles
that times do entwine.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Keep Warmhearted

Warmhearted people
without not a clue
can become someone
that many will use.
Use a little judgment
when stepping on out
and say a prayer
for what it's about.
There are so many
that only will take
all that you give them
and only forsake.
Here in this season
take care what you do
and don't let anyone
come and use you,
but keep warmhearted
with Jesus in mind
as you celebrate
this wonderful time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

People We Meet

Places we gather
without yet knowing
where that it is
that daily we're going
are but the places
in daily affairs
that many go
with out any prayers.
Places of decades
without not a trace
people will gather
to be face to face.
Places united
that many times show
are filled with  pages
of rhythm of woe.
Places we gather
should be found complete
with true compassion
for people we meet.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

God's Flowering Love

Thanksgiving turkey
that's served with a smile
can feed so many
that time does compile.
Giving a big smile
with true love just glowing
is what Thanksgiving
is surely bestowing.
Thankful for others
that time does unfold
Thanksgiving blessings
can't be bought or sold.
Often our loved ones
will pass on from here,
yet it's Thanksgiving
that brings them so near.
We need remember
God's Flowering Love,
yet it's the turkey
that many think of.
So take the turkey
and eat till you're full,
then let God's blessings
to shine as a jewel.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Links To Tomorrow

Links to tomorrow
are maybe not clear
and we can't see how
that then got to here.
Moments directions
are hidden from view
until the moments
are needed to do,
but if you're rushing
tomorrows to see
you may just find then
some bad history.
Time is a porthole
with minutes to share,
yet it is also
sometimes not so fair.
Links to tomorrow
are maybe not found
until their minutes
have then come around.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Haiku
for Nov 14,  2009

In midst of mountains
the troubles can seem greater.
View the small pebbles.

Learning never stops
and if it ever does stop
you might just be dead.

Many find wasted
what times that many offer
without a clear chance.

Essence of beauty
is the gathered up minutes
that God has given.

Hate is a problem
when there is no forgiveness.
Learn how to forgive.

A mere memory
of the Christmastime season
can paint on a smile.

Letters from loved ones
in a little paper box
can become golden.

The past is the past
and the future is to come
with lessons from past.

Watching the minutes
won't make them come no faster.
Go on with your life.

Thanksgivings portions
that are found on the table
need a little prayer.

Moments destruction
makes the pages turn slowly
and leave but a word.

Sparkling Christmas
as some tree lights a glisten
bring joyful inside.

Hands that are slipping
will need a firm hand to hold,
so grab hold of God.

A Lifetime's rugged
and really hard on the knees.
Careful where you fall.

Loops are signatures
of going in mere circles
and not succeeding.

Hand out a big smile
and you will get one back
that you might not see.

The language of love
is a sincere voice and heart
without deception.

Ones unfortunate
leave a trail of angels wings
awaiting to fly.

Laugh at your problems
and then get real serious
about fixing them.

Posing for turnstiles
leaves you opened for trouble.
Take care to enter.

Long times of mourning
make the healing slow to do.
Do not mourn too long.

Hard times will blossom
as lessons as our teachers
so get used to it.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

Yoville Haiku

Time is the teller
of our stories remembered
as minutes array.

Plus makes the minus
when it leaves minutes gathered
as dust in the wind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 10,  2009

Once seeking shelter
might end you in seeking peace
from the bad shelter.

There are some people
that are watching and waiting
to see what you do.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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#23171 From: poetryandartslufroloc@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sun Nov 15, 2009 12:11 pm
Subject: File - TEN YEAR ANNIVERSAY
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July 16, Thursday, 2009 is the TEN year Anniversary of PAL.  Please come by and
share some thoughts of these last ten years of advancement and upheaval in the
world at large, and in your world, and in the world of oils, words, clay...and
all manner of new art in the NEW MILLENIA PLUS NINE!

Hope to see some posts from some old friends.

Have a GREAT SUMMER


PS--I'm revising our Poetry day to POETRY THURSDAY in honor of our Anniversary
this TENTH year!

OL  (Jerry)

#23170 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Sat Nov 14, 2009 4:32 pm
Subject: Where The Day Leads Me
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Where The Day Leads Me
 
 
 
I haven't a clue
where shed and water's go,
or tangled webs intrigue
the vague of my mind.
 
I haven't said go forth
and make your friends,
or enemies that gather,
stepping stones
to life's great fortune's,
perhaps a smile
in the shadows of my mind.
 
I haven't fondled
the fame and fortune
of my life,
nor the bliss of laughter
or the flames of love,
without a glass
of milk and honey.
 
I touch the sky
with my eyes
and look into the horizon
with a stare,
daring my whims to win
and contemplate my where,
being that I only follow
to where the day leads me.
 
Touching me
in so many ways,
that I don't know which way to go,
or where to turn
as the day changes due course,
for time spells upon so many roads
and space has set me free.
 
I journey on
to a place called nowhere,
once led by my shadow in captivity,
but now eager
for the roads to be traveled,
as distance has brought upon me
where I have only been before.
 
I call upon the great winds
to excite me,
and take me into a hallowed ground
where my spirit can be free,
but fall before the wayside
only to remember who I am,
and the blame I have set upon myself
for not venturing further into my life.
 
I go
where the soft winds blow,
and the mighty Oak stands still,
or the great Redwoods gather
and rise above the stars.
The song of life
to sing upon my pathway,
that I might reach into the distance
of my wandering steps,
and actually following
into where the day leads me,
into a moment of my enduring time
passing before my very eyes.
 
By Edward Wolverton 11/ 14/ 2009


#23169 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Nov 8, 2009 3:07 pm
Subject: Many Times
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

So,  how are you today?  I'm just now recovering from a nasty
recoil from eating veggies at a Chinese restaurant.  I should know
better than to eat veggies LOL,  being with my intestinal problems
and all hehehe or lack there of LOL.  My stomach also did not let
me live it down until this morning.  I had Chinese food Friday for
Judy's birthday.  I told Judy the next time we go to eat Chinese,
I'm having shrimp hehehe.   I know that won't hurt me :).  Well,
now that I am feeling more normal and not pooping green hehehe,
Judy and I are heading down to Ellsworth Maine so me and Steve
can jam and make some more music videos.  We were supposed to
go there Saturday,  but I was way too sick.  I stayed in bed with
a heating pad to help my intestines and stomach to ease up a tad.
It worked.  So,  now it's off of my gross ailments LOL and onto
yet another topic.  I'm hoping that Steve and I can get some good
recordings.  We're bringing our Sony DVD cam and Canon camera
video recorder to get as much as possible.  Music has been a big
part of my life since I was just a tike.  I began playing the bongos
when I was 7 and moved on from there to a full drums set,  yet
now days due to my health issues,  my body cannot handle the
movement needed for a drum set,  so :) I play my conga drums.
I have fun playing the conga drums hehe being I can play them
in the living room without vibrating everything in the house as
a drum set would do for sure LOL.   Judy will be maybe going
back to her old work schedule beginning this week, yet she is
off today and Monday.  She might not be cooking yet hehehehe.
They haven't got the stoves hooked up yet, but hopefully they
will be Tuesday and time will tell of how other things get hooked
up and ready to go.  I know Judy is ready to be doing what she
is used to doing.  That cleaning and painting is wearing on her.
If they would of let me hehehe,  I would of come to help,  but
nobody wants a health risk on their hands I guess.  Plus I tend
to spend too much time in the rest room to be able to ever get
anything done.  That's life,  and so I continue my life as a house
hubby and do as I do taking care of my Judy.  The weather up
this way has been pretty nice.  Not really all that cold, or at
least not for up here LOL.  My mom in Texas would say brrr
that's too cold.  Yeppers winter is knocking on our door with
a whap whap whap.  I suspect we will be seeing the first true
winters snowing soon enough hehehe.  I myself cannot wait
being I do love snow and to watch it floating from the sky is
almost like a fairytale story come true.  It's like magic as it
floats to the ground and builds a landscape of fluffy white :)!!
I have written 3 more Christmas poems this week to go along
with all that I've written in past.  They are all uploaded to my
good friend Ben Geurts Old Fashioned Christmas site.  If you
are wanting to get in the spirit of the season,  then most surely
take a visit to my friend in Holland's site.  Ben has many great
works of art there.  He has a ton of art work that he has done
as well as some by his children and many others.  Hehehehehe
I'm sounding like a commercial ain't I LOL!!!  Sorry :).  Well as
you can tell,  the blessings still happen as time moves along.
Surely we will have problems due to our humanity,  but God is
there to help us through them.  God has been good to us as He
has watched over us and made sure we had what we needed.
Many times what we need is not what we're wanting.  Some of
our choices make what needs that are met to become blurry.
Open your eyes to the blessings that God sends you every day.
You might be surprised.  Hey,  you will be surprised!!!  I guess
I have rattled long enough :) and it's time for me to begin my
little venture back through all that I have written to that place
of recollection so 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 that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I do believe
I may have found a good title.  Now let's see if I can write a
good poem using it.  LOL here goes.  Bear with me!!!

Many Times

Seen are the settings
that are in view
found misconceiving
all that is true.
Some certain seconds
many times show
what that we really
truly don't know.
Some recollections
may not be wise,
for they're envisioned
with awkward eyes.
Many times settings
that we perceive
might be the blessings
we need believe.
Moments of many
found in our view
may be beginnings
of something new.
Times we are needing
that God has sent
come from the moments
of timeless content.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2009

I hope that came out making a little bit of sense to ya LOL.  I'll
many times write something and not really perceive what I have
written until I read it at a later date.  Like I wrote all the poems
and haiku for this week,  Friday night in 2 and a half hours LOL.
I never have a clue to what is going to come out of my thoughts.
I just spend the week loading all that I perceive into my memory
and unleash it in one night.  Yet often I will wait and do my haiku
the next day if I am too exhausted hehehe.  The haiku only takes
me a few minutes LOL.   Don't ask me how I am able to do that.
Ask God.  He's The One Who gave me this gift.  I've many times
sat back in wonder of how I was able to put all of my thoughts
down so quickly,  but have grown to accept my gift and just use
it to the best of my abilities.  Sort of like this journal.  Judy still
is amazed how I can find so much to write about in just a matter
of minutes :).  I am too LOL!!!  Well,  I hope and pray that I have
once again entertained you with my thought through rambling,
poetry and haiku.  I guess it's about time to be seeking that old
off switch,  but before I do that I guess I should tell ya a bit
more than I wrote some Christmas poems hehehe.  I wrote 10
more poems and 22 haiku as well as 6 YoVille haiku which will
be also published at the bottom of the list hehehe.  Enjoy.  Ok,
so now it's time for me to be wishing you a wonderful week.
Rememeber,  Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now where's
that off switch hiding at hehehe.  It always tries to evade me :).
Ah hah,,,,,found you little bugger LOL.  Hiding behind my soda
can won't save ya.  You hid there a week or so ago and I found
you.  Hehehe so see ya,  CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S.  Also thank you to all that sent Judy a birthday card.
It meant the world to me as well as her :)!!

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 6

Many

Many will follow
where others go
in much confusion
of times to and fro.
Many will stumble
and try to hide
all of their troubles
that times coincide.
Many will echo
all that they hear,
yet not with passion
found so sincere.
Many are portions
of show and tell
as they hide fractions
not very well.
Many find blessings
when they unite
and do what truly
is what that's right.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Poor Sighted Vision

Poor sighted people
in poor sighted ways
might not see clearly
what that displays.
Sometimes our vision's
clouded by fear
and all we see then
is what we hear.
Long winded people
in poor sighted views
may be the ones that
cloud up the news.
Many envision
in a poor sight design
things of a moment
not very fine.
Yet it's those people
that predestine scenes
that make so many
with times of demeans.
Poor sighted vision
with only one view
may not see clearly
what's false or true.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Listen To His Voice

Listen to the moments
God speaks so clear
and pay attention
to what you hear.
Listen to your heartbeat
in its own rhythm
beating out the minutes
that God has given.
Let not your moments
to find only hate,
for it's our choices
that make our trait.
Follow your heart
with Jesus inside
and you will find then
how He will guide.
Listen to His Voice
within your heartbeat
and let Him help you
to get on your feet.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Choices Are Needed

Lingering essence
finds its own cue
in reminiscence
of something new.
Lasting impressions
pave in a smile
when some confessions
surely compile.
Cornerstone footprints
turn into views
from what is past tense
of daily news.
Lingering breathing
leaves such a trail
found in believing
in Heaven and Hell.
Choices are needed
painted in time
to make succeeded
greater design.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Truly The Gain

God paints the pictures
as days go by
while many watch on
wondering why.
Sometimes the pictures
may not look good
from our own stand point
of which we're stood.
God knows the timeframes
pictured details
are what that's needed
for what that ails
and also people
each daily in stride,
God paints the pictures
to help with the ride.
Some find the scenery
scented with pain,
yet God can see what's
truly the gain.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Me Reminiscing

Links to wintertime
find such a view
as that of Christmas
red green and blue.
Colors are displaying
a daily design
links to sweet Christmas
within wintertime.
Seasonal portions
grow day and night
links to wintertime's
daily delight.
Childlike and searching
for what's to come
given as blessings
from Gods Own Son.
Links to wintertime
find in this place
me reminiscing
with a smile on my face.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

In The Future

Just when a problem
seems out of hand,
God will send someone
to help you stand.
Just when a fraction
seems it can't win,
God will send someone
to help begin.
Yet it takes moments
time for to pray
to allow blessings
in your day to day.
So when a problem
seems it's too much,
let Jesus help you
to find a good crutch.
It might be problems
in some sort of style
that in the future
will help you to smile.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Christmas of Glass

In a Christmas globe
that's shaken around
pictures are displayed
with snow on the ground.
Within a little globe
of Christmas detail
might show the magic
of Santa set sail.
In a Christmas globe
of calendar years
there might be moments
filled with some tears.
Memories painted
in times Christmas scenes
might show the magic
of all that it means.
In a Christmas globe
that's shaken real good
is but a moment
that time's understood.
Time in a turnstiles
Christmas of glass
holds many minutes
that come from the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

There's Tomorrow

Today's but a moment
that you will find
maybe tomorrow
as you change your mind.
Minutes will tick on
daily in stride
as many moments
then coincide.
Today's but a moment
that you will see
time in a bottle
of your history.
Words of a sentence
will in a way
find in the essence
better to say.
Today's but a moment
you'll say goodbye,
for there's tomorrow
to surely comply.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

None Can Compete

Yuletide carols
of timeless array
many will sing soon
for Christmas day.
All of the blessings
that are in store
we will each sing of
that I adore.
Also of Santa
and reindeer that fly
we will be singing
in our by and by.
Yuletide carols
on the radio
will be playing
what I love so.
Songs of Lord Jesus
God's Only Son
Yuletide carols
will then be sung.
All of the moments
that are so sweet
will come Christmastime
none can't compete.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

Haiku
for Nov 6,  2009

Letters are written
without thinking of outcome
and they cause much pain.

Sometimes a sentence
in today's minutes ahead
might be what ones need.

Hearts in a storm cloud
may see only turbulence,
and not the rainbow.

Jumping as a frog
from here unto there around
might find you trouble.

Arrogance destroys
what lessons that can be learned
until you grow up.

Seasonal fractions
of the wintertime's echoes
leave signs of Christmas.

A frolicking dog
in the puddles of a time
show joy in moments.

Heightening true love
can be done with just minutes
painted with passion.

The rhythm of time
makes a drum roll in today
as yesterday leaves.

Clouds may overcome,
but the sun will surely shine
as clouds blow away.

A smile from someone
might be all that is needed
to better the day.

Heaven is waiting
as the minutes tick away
with blessings to find.

Let not your passion
to rival your commonsense.
Let God be your guide.

Pictures might display,
but they may be just moments
of untrue designs.

The stand of many
can affect tomorrows time,
so stand up for God.

Little is right now,
for it is soon to be gone,
bringing tomorrow.

Sandcastles may fall,
but their memories will live
in the minds of you.

Pleasure is pointless
if no care has been taken
of how it will turn.

Let now to harvest
your lessons from yesterday's
troublesome minutes.

Anger in hurry
makes you as a hand grenade
with the pin pulled out.

Words that are spoken
many might misunderstand
and take them to heart.

Await tomorrow
with the dreams of much better
than that of today.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2009

YoVille Haiku

The true test of time
falls in the values of many
and how they unite.

Platforms created
might not withstand the weather
if built out of flaw.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2009

When found in wonder
all your thoughts may elude you
and leave you in dream.

Practical people
pave the roads with discussion
of whether or not.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2009

Many times pointless
is the eyes of beholders.
It's only their view.

Clouds may overwhelm,
yet the sun is still shining
with rays of hopeful.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23168 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Thu Nov 5, 2009 12:27 am
Subject: What Love Comes By
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What Love Comes By
 
 
Night song,
in distant ear I hear
what noise you wish for me,
what love you have for me,
by waking eyes
stirring in the dark.
 
When love comes by,
I shall hear the music
closer to my ears,
and dance the night away,
and chance my hand at play,
or cast my life away
as a castaway,
on an island sea.
 
Wish a way of sound,
that grabs my ears to hear
the trumpet's loud blast,
or the drums that beat
upon my heart
and dance,
and the piano to play
a virgin's tune
upon silken ivory.
 
What love comes by,
that I cannot speak
without the want of it,
and garble my words
to the taste of it,
or studder into
the brink of it
with multiple wants
of curiosity.
 
What love this music plays
to come forward unto me,
and dance with me,
or lay by my side
in the darkness of the night,
and whisper sweet music
into my ears.
 
What love comes by
to show me worth,
and sing me the many songs
that I have good fortune to hear,
as life lays way
into this night,
and comes to me,
to feel
what love I dare.


#23167 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Wed Nov 4, 2009 11:54 pm
Subject: Paso Doble
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Paso Doble
 
 
Heaven and Hell.
Sweet Summer's angels
light my fire.By way of heart
I step,
into the ring of love-
perhaps.
 
Heaven and Earth,
beneath my feet
do step.
What ways that I
shall find
this love complete.
Do step,
into the light
of all my fire,
and wept.
 
Contemplating and remorseful,
to chill upon this heated flame.
The timing of my executed
steps of love
to frame my every move,
then some.
 
By the way
I look into your eyes,
and see this love come wise,
to my portal show,
this cape
it flows,
onto the ground.
 
Heaven and Earth.
This song that keeps me
entangled into a web,
and spin it all around,
falling to the ground,
I kneel to thee.
I comfort thee
in passion's test,
and rule the flag again
to this cape
I wave,
before your very feet.
 
Heaven and Earth,
Heaven or Hell,
this love with all
this dance shall show,
such masterful steps,
such grateful steps,
that I should cross my legs,
and bow to thee.


#23166 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Tue Nov 3, 2009 11:46 pm
Subject: Embrace
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Embrace
 
 
 
My Heart wants you.
My soul quivers
for your dream line of love.
With my mind
I can touch
your naked fiery hot skin,
as you grasp for me
and hold me tightly
to the tilt of your head.
 
You embrace me
with you eyes.
you touch me
with your thoughts.
I can hold your secrets
into the palm of my hands,
and whisper your wants
into your silent ears.
You hold me
in a naked, silent surge
of energy
that bursts
 from the bosom of your soul.
 
I cry out.
I stand out to you
in your wanting favor.
I clasp my hands into yours,
and fold your arms around me,
ever so quietly
in my joyful tears.
My heart embraces you,
as my soul demands your touch.
My arms embrace you
with every wanting wish,
as I melt into your arms,
your heart,
and then your soul.


#23165 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Nov 1, 2009 2:27 pm
Subject: The Destruction
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

How was your Halloween?  We just stayed inside and watched
a few of our comedy videos and Transformer cartoons LOL. It
was windy as heck last night.  I feel sorry for any kid that got out
in that to try and trick or treat.  They would've become a flying kite
without strings.  I had to go and turn our chairs so they wouldn't
end up in the next county hehehe.  I kept checking though.  I mean
the wind was literally rocking our trailer house.  I thought we were
going to have a Wizard of Oz repeat up here in Maine LOL.  Where
we are,  we have nothing but an open field in front of us which acts
as a doorway to the wind.  Oh well,  it seems we've not moved from
where we were yesterday :).  We're still in  Nowhere Ville LOL :).
I did buy some lollipops and left them on the table beside the front
door just in case we had some desperados that made the venture.
Yet we only have three neighbors and I'm guessing they stayed inside
as well LOL.  I could barely open our screen door due to the wind
blowing it closed hehehehe and if I did not hang onto it when I did
finally get it open I better of had a good tight grip on it or the wind
would catch it and it would become nothing but a memory hehehe.
Last week was rainy,  but we did have a few days of sunshine off
and on hehe.  I see according to my PC weather station that this
week will be slowly drifting back down to the cold as normal and
what we're seeing now will be gone.  Last night it got up to 65 or
thereabouts.  Hehehe it almost feels like Texas again.  The weather
keeps bouncing around like it's on a pogo stick.  I wish it would
just settle somewhere  so my old body can have a chance to sort of
get used to the weather LOL.  Judy and I are both anxiously waiting
for the first real true snows to come and stay because it seems so
magical.  Yet the beauty does wear off around February March
and April as well as sometimes May LOL.  I find myself searching
the skies for snow clouds often hehehe :).  Yeppers,  I am a kid at
heart and still love to play in the snow.  I guess it could have to do
with my being a born and raised Texan and not seen much snow :).
LOL,  I'm like a kid in a candy store hehe.  Not much new has gone
on in the Pearce's household.  Judy and the crew of the Elm Tree
Diner are still doing preparations to get the temporary diner ready
to open,  yet they keep running into obstacles that slow them down.
Hopefully all will be done soon and Judy can get back to doing what
she was hired to do hehehe and that is cook,  but I think she's gonna
miss having weekends off and being sent home or only working just
a half a day or so due to running out of things to do or anything that
can be done that day while preparing the temporary diner hehehe.
That's life in the fast lane :).  My world here in this house never seems
to change much.  I clean house,  do laundry,  cook and wash dishes
as a regular scheduled program LOL.  Yet Judy does once in a while
give me a break and do the dinner or laundry and that's nice :).
Hehehehe mom said,  "now you know how I felt"!  Yeppers, I sure
do mom LOL.  I've gone from CNC programmer/operator/machinist
to housewife/husband.  I figure I might as well dress the part LOL.
Here's some news for ya.  Friday November 6th is Judy's birthday
and to keep from telling you her age I will just tell ya hehehehehehe
she will then be the same age as me LOL. Figure it out!  I told her
I don't know how I'm gonna manage to get her anything for her
birthday being we live a slight further from Wal*Mart than we lived
when we were in Texas.  I could usually start walking and hitch
a ride.  One year a guy picked me up as I was just heading out and
he took me to Wal*Mart and waited as I went in and got Judy a
cake and some flowers and he took me back home,  but fat chance
of that happening way the heck out here LOL.  Then we only lived
about a mile from Wal*Mart.  Now we live 8 miles out in the middle
of nowhere LOL.  I'll figure out something.  God has always given
me ways to deal with each issue.  I am sure He won't let me down
this time either.  Many times we will get caught up in what all we're
wanting to do and forget that God may have better plans for you
that you are not aware of.  God's plans are beyond our scope of
vision.  Often we will only see the destruction.  Our eyes cannot see
what good that is in the makings.  Have a little faith that God can
and will make good come from the bad.  He's worked many miracles
with Judy and I as you have read about often.  Find time to thank
God for what He has helped you with already and then thank Him
for what He will do.  Peace will then abound.  I reckon it's that
time once again for me to begin my search through all the words
I've written and see if I can find a word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today's poem.  So it's away to that place of my own
recollection.  That place that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE!
While stumbling through all the rambling I've done,  I think I've
found a good title.  Now let's see what I can do with it if in fact
anything LOL.........Here goes!!!!

The Destruction

Scenic misfortune
might be the view
when the destruction
happens to you.
You may not see
what surely is done
when in fact God has
sent His Own Son.
Blessings from troubles
of our day to day
may be the portholes,
God sent our way.
Lessons will follow
from the destruction
that are the blessings
Godly instruction.
So when you're troubled
with so many times
take time to look for
wonderful signs.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2009

Yeppers,  we've had our share of problems,  but God has pulled us
through.   I hope my rambling did not bore ya LOL.  Also I hope that
my poem made you stop and think.  To my lil friend Jimmy in Oregon,
Hang in there dude.  Maybe you'll get some snow this year hehehehe.
When ours gets overwhelming as it does often,  I will attempt to pack
some up and UPS it to you LOL.  I guess I need to begin my search
for that old off switch so I can finish this and get started on figuring
out what to fix Judy and I for dinner as well as getting the laundry
started.  A housewife's/husband's work is never done hehehehehehehe.
Before I search for that bloody off switch,  I reckon I need to tell ya
what I tell ya every week and that is I wrote some more poems and
yes some more haikus.  I hope you like a few of em.  I wrote three
wintry Christmas style poems also.  I did not write as much YoVille
haiku as I have previously.  I only wrote 4 this time LOL.  Hey,  even
I will take a break from writing ever so often hehehe.  Anyways,  I've
got 10 poems and 22 haiku plus the 4 YoVille messages for you to
read and that ought to keep ya busy :).  OK, now it's time for me to
wish you a most wonderful week.   Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now where's that dad burn off switch hiding at this week?
I believe I see it hiding behind my aspirin bottle LOL.  See ya hehehe,
CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S.  Hehehe send Judy a birthday card if you can :)
sometime between now and November 6th hehehehehe.
nightowlette@...
That would not only make her happy, but me as well!!
I love that gal with all my heart.......Many hugs to you.

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 4

Subsequent Seconds

Windows of passion
have opened today
showing the beauty
within its own way.
Days full of colors
painted so true
sometimes with passion
of a similar hue
such as the colors
of oh so much more
in through the windows
which my eyes explore.
Windows have opened
and let in the sight
coming in daily
as minutes unite.
Seasonal moments
are coming around
as I admire
each sight,  smell and sound.
Subsequent seconds
insert their own view
of all the blessings
God gives me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

What He's Bought

Little or nothing
greater or not,
I think that homemade
is better than bought.
Things we've created
with our minutes time
I think are better
than dollar or dime.
So often money
is all many see
when in fact price tags
don't always agree.
Many will spend on
and not look inside
to see what Lord Jesus
has each day applied.
Little or nothing
greater or not,
I say that money
can't buy what He's bought.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

White Snows Array

Mirrors of feelings
are certain to show
how I am missing
that white Christmas snow.
I'm just awaiting here
daily in stride
for what the season
can no longer hide.
White snow to billow
in seasonal stance
seems to in some way
put me in a trance.
Yet now I'm waiting
as days each arrive
for what the season
brings surely alive.
Certain white snowflakes
to fall here and there,
mirror of feelings
now just stand and stare.
Awaiting the moments
of white snowy hills
and all that Christmastime
surely fulfills.
Links to tomorrow
from each dawning day
brings me much closer
to white snows array.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

Sight That They Need

If you have fallen
and trouble has come
let the one help you
that's Jesus God's Son.
Troubles may enter,
yet answers will find
a place from Lord Jesus
that enters your mind.
Many a threshold
we'll stumble and fall,
yet God will help you
to conquer them all.
Many times people
will judge and compare,
yet they will one day
see how they are there.
Sometimes the minutes
of which they behold
might just be seconds
that surely foretold.
A minute,  a moment
might surely succeed
giving those judging
the sight that they need.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

In Christmas Gaze

Winter has entered
with no time to spare
as it awakens
the mornings cool air.
Winter has risen
and driven its ride
as all the rhythms
each surely abide.
Sections of pages
are written in time
such as the ages
of winters design.
Winter has blossomed
with its scenes to see
that are so awesome
with Christmas degree.
Winter is bringing
the snowy detail
with us each singing
as it does compel.
Blossoms of white snow
so fluffy and true
I will be throwing
as snowballs at you.
Yet now I'm waiting
for winter white days
anticipating
while in Christmas gaze.
Winter has entered
and bringing its flow
of which that's centered
around Christmas snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30, 2009

Strengthen Your Soul

Just when you're breathless
you'll find how to breathe
if you'll say Jesus
in You I believe.
If you are worried
from times everywhere
take a little breather
and say a little prayer.
Just when a problem
comes clear into view,
let Jesus come then
and He will help you.
Timeframes might burden,
yet minutes will pass
and you'll find blessings
that enter at last.
Just when you're breathless
give Jesus control
and He will enter
and strengthen your soul.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

Days Are A Counting

Fall has been driven
from its point and time
and now there's winter
with its own design.
Fall will return then
one day as desired
as every season
is surely transpired.
Winter is showing
so certainly true
scenes that amaze me
as also do you.
Fall is a memory
now in the past
seeming as minutes
that went a bit fast.
All of the colors
are now gone away
leaving the essence
of leafless today.
Snow is to follow
and paint it all white
as old man winter
comes quick in sight.
Days are a counting
as winter prevails
and I see snowflakes
of many details.
Each one that falls
is differently found
as it is landing
so soft on the ground.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

Answers May Surely

Answers to questions
might not of said
what that you wanted
to be in your head.
Little known fractions
of what that we hear
may be the answers
that aren't so sincere.
Answers to questions
may need some fresh air
come from the blessings
of moments of prayer.
Many times questions
might fill up a place
with answers followed
by my moments of Grace.
Answers may surely
not seem very clear,
but they may one day
come from yesteryear.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

A Beautiful Rose

Seen are the clingers
that hold into place
now and tomorrow
without changing face.
So many people
will not seek a change
and their tomorrows
then end a bit strange.
Sometimes the clingers
of troublesome past
find that they're worried
from shadows they cast.
Don't let your clinging
to hold you away.
Let Jesus help you
as you kneel and pray.
Seen in the portholes
throughout clinging time
are all the minutes
of none changed design.
Let God to change you
the way that He chose
and you'll become then
a beautiful rose.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

In A Whirlwind

Life in a whirlwind
blows there about
while sometimes seeming
that there's no way out.
Life in the fast lane
so many will find
times of confusion
inside of their mind.
Life in a whirlwind
sometimes will foresee
as misdirection
a dismal degree.
Life that is hurried
leaves many around
standing and searching
for some solid ground.
Life in a whirlwind
can surely release
if ones will take time
to pray for some peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2009

Haiku
for Oct 31,  2009

Yearning for moments
might just make the beginnings
for wanna gone mad.

Timetable seasons
make beginnings and endings
that many don't see.

Now is a linkage
connected to tomorrow
with minutes passing.

Shadows are levers
which are used to envision
what eyes cannot see.

Long awaited winter
brings its footsteps into view
as snow painted hills.

Castles on the beach
made of sand from time gone by
will soon wash away.

A letter written
can become what's regretted.
Your heart just might change.

A mere glancing blow
from an untimely moment
can make ones to pray.

In a looking glass
is the fragrance of people
that many don't show.

Hashing through problems
will sometimes make more problems.
Haste might just make waste.

Timid as a sheep
many lose every moment
without an effort.

Time in the twilight
brings so many fears to life
that need not be feared.

A wind blown moment
makes particles remembered
as seasons in time.

Bells in the distance
ring sweet sounds of melodies
that Christmas will hear.

Many have passion,
yet some are just found clueless
of what it's about.

Places are gathered
as people do their bonding
for unknown reasons.

Certain situations
are needed times of torment
to make us stronger.

A mere glancing blow
might be what that is needed
to get something done.

In place of anger
let your heart to find a prayer
and your anger might cease.

Camouflaged scenery
might be distant memories
that still live today.

The heat of moments
might ignite blazing fires
that don't need to burn.

Ones in a portrait
might of forced the smile you see.
Some pictures will lie.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2009

YoVille Haiku

New days a dawning
makes the time for designing
much better to come.

Thrifty can be bad
if you ignore what's healthy
to by something cheap.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2009

Hands held together
are the chains that will unite
one link at a time.

Inner most feelings
make minutes to fall apart
or surely blossom.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 28,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23164 From: poetryandartslufroloc@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sun Nov 1, 2009 10:56 am
Subject: File - TEN YEAR ANNIVERSAY
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July 16, Thursday, 2009 is the TEN year Anniversary of PAL.  Please come by and
share some thoughts of these last ten years of advancement and upheaval in the
world at large, and in your world, and in the world of oils, words, clay...and
all manner of new art in the NEW MILLENIA PLUS NINE!

Hope to see some posts from some old friends.

Have a GREAT SUMMER


PS--I'm revising our Poetry day to POETRY THURSDAY in honor of our Anniversary
this TENTH year!

OL  (Jerry)

#23163 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Wed Oct 28, 2009 6:41 pm
Subject: Ed's Answers to Haunted History poll
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Hi All....Happy Halloween!!!    I took this poll in reference to my own life stories- to which I will answer at the end of the answers you all have given me.
 
 A total of 26 sites/ 9 paranormal type sites- and 17 poetry sites.
 
I will give group info's.... yes- or no, with insures not listed as a count.
 
1. Do you believe in ghosts ?
 
paranormal- yes 21  No  0
poetry      -   yes 11   No 0
 
 
2. Do you believe that paranormal things do happen?
 
 
paranormal  yes 21   no 0
poetry         yes11    no 0
 
 
3. Are Witches Real?
 
paranormal    yes 21   no 0
poetry           yes 10   no  1
 
4.  Are demons real?
 
paranormal    yes  15   no  4
poetry            yes 11   no 0
 
5. Does Halloween give you jitters?
 
paranormal  yes 2  no  17
poetry         yes 0   no  10
 
 
6. Do Spooky movies thrill you?
 
paranormal   yes 11   no 8
poetry          yes  7   no 3
 
 
7. Do you think UFOS are real ?
 
paranormal   yes  14   no 3
poetry           yes  9   no   1
 
 
8. Do you believe each  person has a soul ?
 
paranormal    yes  19  no 0
poetry           yes 10  no 0
 
 
9. Do you believe in life after death?
 
paranormal   yes 20   no  0
poetry          yes   10   no   0
 
 
10.  Do you believe in dimensions of time and space ?
 
paranormal   yes 18   no  0
poetry          yes  8    no  0
 
 
Some good answers... from each group  Now... Now... Now...  MY ANSWERS
WITH a short reason of why I feel the answers I picked...Hmmmmmmmm Happy Halloween.
 
 Everything that I answer is true to me.....
 
 
1. Do you believe in ghosts ... yes, all through my life, I have lived in haunted houses...I have been through a whole lot...but it was not until just recently- the one night a couple years ago in my own bedroom...that I actually seen one [ a small boy, about the age of ten, who had no eyes in his head... I tried to catch him with my arms, but went completely through him...as he turned, and ran through my bedroom wall ]
 
2.Do you believe that paranormal things do happen??   Yes, of course I do...All my life I have seen things that were UN -explained. Including being sat on in the night, in my teens, or chasing ghosts in an Army reserve unit building in Fresno, California, or stepping on a ghost foot in the grand ball room of the Winchester Mystery House.
 
3. Are Witches Real?  a most definite yes. In 1972,my first born was in harm's way in a small cottage in the state of Washington...its a long story...I might chance to write about one of these days...but these witches followed me all the way to Germany[ there was a few moments of nudity & seducing me, and my ex wife going crazy with fear. Here in the Santa Cruz mountains.. in Sunny ol' California... towns of witches gather & parade through the streets. There are two Satin worship churches in San Francisco, for which Anton Levey had gathered many people, some said of human sacrifice, and other such dark secrets....truly believe my friends. There are also good witches, and the art of practicing Wicca.
 
4.  Are Demons real?   In my encounters, I would have to say yes.  If there truly is a God, then Satin is not far behind him, traversing all the good things from life. Demonic possession is a real thing. The weak minded body can surely be possessed. A demonic spirit might, or might not have form, in either case, it can be very dangerous....Anything harmful that you do against your will- could be a demonic testing your abilities to remain pure of heart. They can also will you down, to commit evil...against yourself and to others.
 When I was a child of 7, my father and mother took me hunting with them in the mountains, in the darkness of the night while riding in the back seat of our station wagon... something told me to try and kill my parents...it was an evil force screaming at me to act out evil....I am truly glad...I had the ability to fight of this demon....could you possibly see a small child going berserk, and trying to kill an adult.... so stupid. [ but it happened.]
 
5.Does Halloween give you jitters....it should. Most people these days think of small children and candy....but this is the night where true evil seems to escape the underworld. I is also called the night of fires on the east coast of the United States...many cities get torched by pure mean evil.... I have experienced many such evil deeds...like soaping windows for tricks, or getting into fights...over collected candy, or the evil that makes people put razor blades in apples...maybe someone shooting a gun at children, or plotting to kidnap a child....its all for real, and more.......
 
6. Do Spooky movies thrill you?  Yes, some have that effect...especially when I was a child.....most gory stuff now days is all special effects...some warp peoples minds...but you have to remember...its only a movie. [ but shit, some really hit the nerve, ]
 
7.Do You Think UFOS are real?   yes,... In the night sky, filled with millions and millions of stars....watch- watch- watch...and you will see traveling salesmen...shooting across the sky at such a fast pace...you will hardly be able to turn your head fast enough....its not a comet, or a meteor, or a plane, or a star, or a planet. The earth has had many visitations, many forms of crafts, each ...waiting..till the right time is here for us to believe.
 
 Me and my wife went camping a few years back...in a state park- in the middle of the San Joaquin Valley...this night was on a Sunday, the park was empty- except for us...and another family on the other side of the park.  We woke up  [ me and my wife ] in the middle of the night in our tent...no sound at all outside, but with a huge ball of bright light over our tent. My wife warned me not to go outside, but to lay down and go back to sleep...we both did. That morning, she woke, packed everything up [ damn near less than ten minutes ] and we got the hell out of there...sh was absolutely spooked...and to this day, she doesn't like to talk about the incident.
 It may not mean anything, but I have marks on my body now....something new..... me or the wife can't remember much about that night, but now....I'm writing, and painting fine art...where I never had the ability to do either before that night. This area is part of the US TRIANGLE for hot spots in UFO history.
  My uncle was an avid deer hunter, never ever hardly missing a season, and then one day- about ten years ago...he just stopped going. I had asked him about that, and he answered me very intent on his words [ he was a very skeptical person ]. Him, and some of his buddies went hunting...just above the hills in Jackson, California...up in the Sierra's. He had found a spot on the side of a hill and settled down to wait for a deer to come his way, when he spotted a huge saucer like disk land down at the bottom of a ravine....not believing his eyes...he watched it...what he said- seemed for hours, then it just flew off. when he went back to camp, he never told anyone what he had seen...heck, they wouldn't have believed him anyway....... this was the last hunting trip...he packed up- went home...stayed silent till I had asked him why he never went anymore...heck, he doesn't believe in his own story...but he seen it for himself.
 
8. Do you believe that a person has a soul?  Yes, because I had an actual out of body experience in 1980. I hit nan 18 wheeler - sideways at rear axle in a 1974 Ford Pinto. My life- actually flashed before my eyes...as everything went into slow motion....the next thing I know is that I was floating above, looking down at myself being tossed around inside the car, the next thing I know...is that when the car totally stopped...I was back in the car gasping for air... as I had got the wind knocked out of my from protruding metal splintering into the car.....I had two small puncture wounds on my left shoulder blade , along with a head concussion...that lasted what seemed a whole week. [ but I was alive.]
 
9. Do you believe in life after death?  Yes I do. Part being from the car accident in #8, and having my bypass operation in 2003. Also, if there are to be ghosts, then there must be a soul, that travels from one point of life to another, where may be a ghost is a soul left behind in a type of limbo. We also encounter such things as past life regressions, or re-reincarnation.. death is not silent...sometimes we get to see our loved ones after they have passed on, or maybe an angel protecting us from another time or place, or maybe just as real as life itself....coming from somewhere else.
 
10.Do you believe in dimensions of time and space? yes, I do. There must be a reality for every dimension that we encounter. There must be a place where the soul can rest itself, being true to life- even after death. I also believe in time and space as a physical, as well as a mental attraction, where we might travel beyond the means of human comprehension. Beyond warp speed, beyond light, beyond life. may as well as seeing time travel, transforming matter and anti-matter into time and space. I believe our Galaxy has a time period of itself, and when we get into the outer perimeters of he Galaxy- we will belong to the specters of outer space and its laws, and time travel, becomes space travel on different planes of dimension.  where there is energy- there is matter. where there is matter- there is life. where there is life- we have time and space.


#23162 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Oct 25, 2009 3:25 pm
Subject: Are You Aware?
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

So how's it shaking with you today?  Hehehe it's a pretty day
today up here in Northeastern Maine.  Believe it or not,  it's
52 degrees F and the sun is shining,  sort of hehehe.  Yep, it's
a far cry from what it was yesterday and the days before.  We
had a little snow falling here and there off and on.  Yet now it
seems snow is in the forecast for Tuesday and Wednesday :).
Yes I love snow,  for a while that is LOL,  but after February
it begins to wear on me,  being it's by then turned into an eye
sore.  Judy is behind me eating a bowl of cereal and it's a tad
distracting LOL,  being I'm hungry,  but finish this I will before
I attempt to feed my face.  Our heat went off last night.  It seems
to have acquired a bit of humidity in the filter coming from the
oil tank to the furnace.  We called our landlord and he called
the furnace guy and he came out and got us up and running
once again.  Don't know how all that humidity is getting in the
line.  The furnace guy said he was going to come out another
day and run some silicone over all of the connections.  Could
be getting in that way.  Anyways,  we had heat last night and
we're hoping we're not going to have an instant replay from
what we went through last year or winter before last cause
that was plumb aggravating not to mention irritating to get
up to go to the rest room only to find out that it was 40 degrees
in the house due to the heater not working LOL,,,brrrrrrrr!
Thank God for electric blankets hehehehe!  Would'nt be without
one for sure.  Judy and the crew of the Elm Tree Diner are
still working Monday through Friday cleaning and painting
the old Governors restaurant for opening as the temporary
Elm Tree Diner in a few weeks.  In the mean time,  Gary, the
owner of the Elm Tree Diner is working long and hard to
get the paperwork and inventory list done for insurance and
all so that he can begin demolition and rebuild on the new
and improved Elm Tree Diner.  He's a one of a kind man.
He made sure that Judy and the crew had a pay check and
were with jobs before anything.  It's not often you meet ones
like that.  God has surely been looking out for Judy and me.
It may not look like it at times,  but when ever we've been
in desperate need,  God has sent an angel to pull us through.
Are you as excited for Christmas to get here as I am?  I just
cannot wait :).  Judy and I both love Christmas as well as
the snow.  The first real true to winter snowing is the best.
Seeing those flakes floating delicately down to the ground
and piling one onto the other painting the scenery from here
to afar.  It's a wondrous sight to see all of the trees glistening
in the sunlight.  I simply love to play in the snow LOL.  I feel
just like a kid again, for a while hehehehe until the old bones
start aching from arthritis LOL,  but even then,  I still love
to take walks in the snow and make snow angels.  I may
try and make a snow man or two this year.  The last few
years it's been way too cold for the snow to stick together
to hold the snowman intact hehehe.  Couldn't even throw
a decent snowball.  It would just disintegrate LOL.  I know,
cause while Judy was taking a video of me one time during
when I was walking to check the mail in a blizzard,  She was
out there with the video cam taking footage of me laughing.
I tried to throw a snowball at her and it just fell apart  LOL.
That's life in the fast lane for ya hehehehe.  None the less
it seems God is always watching over us with His Hands
of protection.  Are you aware of Him watching over you?
You may not see the blessings that He gives,  but they are
there.  Just take a look around sometime without the sight
of negativity and you might just see an angel God has sent.
Well I reckon it's about time for me to be heading back to
that place of recollection through 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 like
a blizzard lost in slow mo.  I believe I found a good title
to use.  Now let's see what I can do with it hehehehehehe
if anything.  Here goes something I hope :).

Are You Aware?

In times of trouble
are you aware
that there are answers
found in a prayer?
When you are worried
what do you do?
Do you let Lord God
come and help you?
There will be hard times
as days arise,
but God can help you
with some blue skies.
It takes a moment
of minutes of prayer
to answer troubles
so are you aware?
Say a little prayer
for minutes release
as you let Lord God
fill you with peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2009

Well,  Ok that might not be one of my better poems hehehehe.
Hey,  I can't always hit the nail on the head LOL.  I surely hope
though that I said something that helped you out.  If I just for a
minute got you out of your own troubles to smile,  then I did my
job.  I guess I need to be finding an ending for this so I can get
me something to eat.  I'm famished!  So,  I reckon I should be
telling ya what I tell ya every week and that is I wrote yet some
more poems and yes some more haikus for my haiku lovers out
there LOL.  Yeppers I wrote 10 more poems and 22 haiku to
go along with the 11 haiku I wrote for my YoVille messages :).
So all in all I have 10 poems and 33 haiku LOL.  Hope you enjoy.
With that said I need to be searching for that old off switch so
I can cease and desist writing hehehe,  but before that I need
to wish you a most wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now where's that blasted off switch hiding
this time?????  Found ya in my Immodium bottle hehehehehehe.
See ya CLICK mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm BRUNCH!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S.  Amidst all the poems are also 2 wintry Christmas
style poems LOL..I forgot ;) hehehehehehehehehe

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 11 :)

Left Within A Dream

Long awaited moments
find their certain seat
sat within the journal
of what does not repeat.
Times we want and wish for
flow into our dreams
just like some old stories
in some magazines.
Sometimes what's awaited
may not be so great,
for what's read in stories
might be out of date.
Heartthrob minutes waiting
in times here and there,
we may find debating
whether that we care.
Long awaited moments
could be surely seen
something that was needed
left within a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

Many Need A Teacher

Many walk so lonely
as they do each day
while they never ever
take the time to pray.
Many are found standing
at the Jordan's banks
never knowing truly
how to give God thanks.
Many are just staring
lonely as can be
and they may be standing
in front of you and me.
Many need a teacher
to show them how so true
that they can know Jesus
who loves both me and you.
Yet some walk so lonely
while ones stand and stare
as they go on acting
like they just don't care.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

Look Inside

Looking in mirrors
what do you see?
Do you see pictures
of you and me?
Does your reflection
show oh so true
all the emotions
that live in you?
Looking in mirrors
as each day arrives
do you see truthful
inside of your eyes?
Sometimes the mirror
might just reflect
something of horror
that you won't expect.
Something inside you
that's been a lie
might just reflect back
what you'll deny.
Yet our reflections
are but a view
of what that's outside
and not in you.
Step from the mirror
and look inside.
You might see what that
the mirror did hide.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

That I Delight

Here comes old winter
blowing on through
bringing the snow that
it gives me and you.
Here comes the season
winters surprise
soon to be blessings
of snow filled eyes.
Here comes the cool breeze
suddenly seen
painting the hillsides
that were once green.
Snows time has risen
with Christmas so fine
while I'm awaiting
for my eyes to dine.
Snow painted scenery
hillsides and more
are coming quickly
from seasons store.
Painted so freely
with snow oh so white
Christmas is coming,
that I delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

Passing of Sand

Tunes of a flavor
heard in the wind
are but to savor
beginning to end.
Mornings arrival
distantly found
shouts of the flavor
of sight and sound.
Looking past minutes
sceneries viewed
sometimes our moments
are misconstrued.
Tunes of a flavor
might just demand
that we each listen to
passing of sand.
Times are a changing
tunes of tomorrow
and all the flavors
may end in sorrow.
So take this moment
to listen and hear
all of the blessings
of tunes year by year.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

Sometimes Hard Times

Hold onto moments
timelessly done
such as the minutes
that had begun.
Sometimes those moments
that you have seen
may in the future
show what things mean.
Don't lose a moment
that time has found,
for it may be what
shows solid ground.
Sometimes hard times
might be of need
to in the future
help you succeed.
Don't let your troubles
wear you into,
because they may one day
just strengthen you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

A Simple Little Word

A simple little word
that's said and then heard
might be what many will
think so absurd.
It's our perception
that we each will see
that will determine
what's you and what's me.
So what you're saying
that others will hear,
might be heard wrongly
from ear to ear.
A simple little word
that many will say
might be what others
find a little gray.
So make your wording
as clear as can be,
so maybe others
won't misconceive.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

White Snow To You

I heard the wind
as it said unto me
soon there is coming
white snow to see.
I heard the wind
blowing so fine
as it decorated
its great design.
I heard the wind
blowing much harder
with every sentence
from a bit further.
Echoes of moments
I heard it say,
soon there is coming
snow for the day.
I heard the wind
with visions of old
blowing in snowflakes
that were so cold.
I heard the wind
saying so true
I've brought sweet winter
white snow to you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

All of His Angels

Hints of a blessing
show as we stand
sometimes just holding
onto God's Hand.
When troubles enter
our doorways of time
Lord God is standing
with His Design.
All of God's angels
wait day to day
listening surely
for us to pray.
Then when the troubles
come into view
God sends His angels
to me and you.
Though all God's angels
cannot be found
all of His angels
are all around.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

To Daily Withstand

In times of worry
heartbeats are found
beating repeating
our troubles sound.
It is our worry
that will surmise
what that a moment
lives or dies.
We will so often
hold onto sin
when it's the worry
of time and agin.
In times of worry
heartbeats can cease
leaving the worry
less to release.
So let your worry
rest in God's Hand
and He will help you
to daily withstand.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

Haiku
for Oct 24,  2009

Now may be problems,
yet it is just a section
of what future holds.

Pointless perception
makes others to look away
while they're in wonder.

Plentiful blessings
come daily from Lord Jesus,
but many don't see them.

Lengthy directions
leave us trails to confusion.
Make it short and sweet.

Morals of others
may not be the same as ours,
so don't be surprised.

A letter written
might be better off not read
if it's in anger.

Clouds are as billows
floating here and there above
while they paint the sky.

An artists perception
might be that of a brushstroke
painting just a dream.

The weather's playing
as it dances in the morning
and on into night.

Lingering footprints
are the essence of right now
from thens yesterday.

Lights are a glisten
while Christmas trees are dreaming
of what that's to come.

Suddenly minutes
display all that you can see
and then it is gone.

Take heed your journey
as you walk in daily stride.
You may miss the scene.

Fractions of seconds
will determine where we go,
so make good right now.

Reach for a window
to tomorrow yet to see
and you might find now.

Similar people
in our similar patterns
may not be similar.

Ongoing heartbeats
make pathways to tomorrow
with prayer every day.

The cost of moments
might be more than you can pay
without losing peace.

Mornings arrival
is the first scene that glistens,
no matter how dim.

Mindset such people
are troubles benefactors
when not looking clear.

Winter is coming
with its scenery to see
of snow filled designs.

Just when you give up,
you might find out the answer
within God's Own Words.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2009

YoVille Haiku

This is a haiku I did for
one of my Pet Society friends :)

Every perception
is gathered by experiences
as time goes its way.

Now for you hehehehe!!!!

Hard times are teachers
with the ailments as lessons
that we remember.

Days will be gathered
as seeds unto each morning
to make what will be.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2009

Wisdom's not purchased.
It's gathered in memories
through our lessons learned.

Minutes conclusions
may turn into hours and weeks
of mistaken minutes.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2009

Time in a window
is the path to tomorrow
seen by us today.

Lingering footsteps
leave trails for us to follow
as bread crumbs for birds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 22,  2009

Under the nightlight
things may seem rather gruesome,
yet the light will lie.

It's only the minutes
that distinguish tomorrow
from now that we see.


©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2009

In a mere minute
time might seem as just a blur.
The hourglass wins.

Blinded by anger
one might just make more problems,
so slow down your fist.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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#23161 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Sat Oct 24, 2009 7:39 pm
Subject: Frothing. [ October Fest ]
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Edward Wolverton Here. When I was in Germany back in 1972-1975, we were warned of an old custom some of the German people recognized/ as such- the church frowned upon, yet set nothing to admit or deny its existence.
 Contrary to popular demand, one would get hood-winked in the middle of the night, and carried off to some unknown place with a total stranger, and be played as a sex tool. This custom came mostly during the great street parades in the late evening during the October fest celebrations, as it just initiated an ongoing party aura for some of the German population. This custom was called frothing. Once a year, the two married couples, no matter how good, or how bad a relationship would be- parted ways for the evening, as the woman of the house got to keep the house keys, and the gentlemen would stay elsewhere, hopefully invited by some other female wanting strange companionship.
 
 As a US Soldier, going through a small bit of custom training, we were warned that this might happen, and to just carry on in a general way... if elected, to please these persons as best as possible, and not to make a scene, or to be a royal pain in the behind about it. Most times though, it would be a very quiet, and selective process, and you would never have known that anything transpired the night before...even the street sweepers were busy cleaning the streets in the early morning hours from the parades of the night before.
 
 This custom insured the fact that the German marriage would be safe for another year, and that neither party would wish to stray off, and out matrimony, there by keeping the family intact. This worked out so well over the many years, that the church just turned their heads, and initially said that this custom doesn't exist.
 


#23160 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Thu Oct 22, 2009 11:45 pm
Subject: Wash My Soul In Love Drops
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Wash My Soul In Love Drops
 
 
Pale gray bucket,
hold me to love
what enters in.
A gray ol' man
who withers away,
could cleanse his hands
and wash his soul,
to feel such waters
pour heated love.
 
Sticky heat,
my sweat ed brow bowls.
Pouring deep upon
my face
from a bucket washed of love drops,
do drip with a fine naked tongue,
and silver breath my curl,
to taste this sweet wine
upon a love vine.
 
Sticky sweet
upon my fingers,
as I lick clean
the spoon that fills my mouth.
Dripping love sweat
from my chin,
curling my tongue to bend
into buckets of tears
to feel my fate
upon this love.
 
To flow freely from
a pale gray bucket
and land every last drop
upon my tongue,
as sweet as honey mead wine.
Love pours gently upon my soul
to wash me in silent verse,
and cleanse my hands
with naked breasts
of milk and honey.
 
Sweet love,
fill my soul.
Sweet unto the day
I was born,
and cleavage rest my tongue
to sweat teardrops taste,
and pour love upon me
to cleanse my soul.
Come gently verse with me,
and sing me a song
so grasping to my wait,
and touch me with love
to fill a bucket full.


#23159 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Thu Oct 22, 2009 4:34 pm
Subject: Endless Love
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Endless Love
 
 
Quietly, my heart speaks.
Oh' what an endless wake
of morning passion's taste
to sweet upon a kiss.
My Oath to life,
to live to the fullest
of my heart's content,
now fulfills my hands
to swear again,
such moments of joy.
 
A moment to ponder,
such endless love
to follow me,
and guide me
upon my merry way.
To gift me with showers
of kisses,
falling from the sky.
To feel free my heart
to wander upon the winds,
and drift my way
into Love's warming hands.
 
How great
a quiet sound could be
to feel Love's endless flight,
flaming into my heart
to become all my tomorrows.
To feel the light of day
upon my face,
the drip of rain
showering my face,
this grin
from ear to ear,
forever lasting upon my face,
from such beauty of this endless love.
 
I haste the quiet to come,
with my ears pounding my heart's
rhythm drums.
Coming to me
with such thrill to life,
that I excite my inhales,
and gasp for air,
knowing that love
is just beyond the door,
outside in the sun and rain,
and in Love's courtyard,
waiting for me to arrive.
 
This sweet love
that quiets my soul
into the attempt of living,
or dying,
but not without just cause
of my love to be.
I wrap my warmth around
this living, endless love,
and covet all of my will
to strengthen upon its grip,
an fall silently like a feather
into this graceful mist
of shining light
that awakens my heart.
 
This sweet and endless love
that opens my eyes
to the goodness of life,
or to the glory of days
that are yet to come.
This found,
and most sacred
of all things tendered,
and lay so dear to my heart,
that we would most gladly
die for it,
or live for it,
day by day.
 
 by Edward wolverton@20009
 


#23158 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Oct 18, 2009 5:46 pm
Subject: Like A Freight Train
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Here it is another day in a winter sort of way hehehehe.  Hey, why
not start off with a rhyme :)!!!  So how've ya been?  Is it looking like
wintertime where you are?  It's feeling like it up here.  We've had
some snow,  but none that stuck or anything.  All of the trees have
lost their leaves except for the old evergreens and of course they'll
look the same as always,  green.   We are looking to see the winter
snows maybe a little earlier and maybe even a little deeper this year.
Who knows?  Not I said tomorrow to today LOL!  Well,  we had one
heck of a frost this morning.  Judy said when she looked out,  the
frost was so thick on the car that it looked like snow hehehe.  I'm not
in no hurry to begin shoveling snow,  but I do always look forwards
to the first good snow.  Watching as it floats down in billows is such
a magical beauty.  It's a good thing Judy and I went out when we did
to get all of our fall color pictures hehehe.  There are a lot of people
out there right now wishing they had less trees in their yards LOL :).
I just wish my camera would get the same perception of the view as
I see through my eye.  Sadly enough,  it only captures a portion of all
of God's beauty.  I'm finding myself getting antsy for Christmastime!
How about you?  It's always been a special time of year for me,  not
for the gifts from the store,  but for the simple feeling it bestows in
my heart.  Now it's time to change topics hehehe.  Judy and the crew
are working Monday through Friday each week cleaning up the new
temporary Elm Tree Diner and they are all pooped,  being they're
finding muscles on their bodies that they didn't know that existed,  ouch.
Yep,  Judy's slept with my heating pad once or twice already hehehe.
She is so thankful that when she gets home,  she doesn't have to do
as many of those workers do and that is cook and clean,  because I
do all that.  So she comes home and hobbles into the PC room and sits.
I'll let her sit and recoup for a moment and then I'll ask that deadly
question hehehe,  what do ya wanna eat hon?  Hehehe I'm gonna get
my label maker out and label everything in the fridge and out with
words such as I don't know,  whatever,  I don't care,  whatever's
easy,  and the most often reply,  a silent stare hehehe labeled as SS.
Hopefully they will be finished cleaning up the diner soon so it can
be stocked and opened for business.    The new diner won't be ready
until sometime next year being the weather will surely slow down
all of the processes not to mention all of the paper work that needs
to be done long before the building can begin as well as demolition.
Ok,  so what else is going on in this part of the world?  To be honest,
it looks like things have gone to a winter slow.  I think cold weather
slows everybody down LOL.  I know it does me. It makes me to just
wanna hibernate.  Yet,  I cannot.  There are things that need to be
done.  I am thankful that God gave me the perception that I have
so I can look passed the misery and see the beauty of it all.  Many
times though,  it's hard to get out of miseries lane due to all of the
bombardments of problems,  but somehow God squeezes in a little
light of hope and it blossoms and grows.  Sometimes the little light
at the end of the tunnel looks like a freight train coming my way,
but then God sends an angel attached to the caboose hehehehehe.
It all comes together then.  Has God sent you an angel that you
didn't see until the train passed?  The angel could be in form of
a person with a good word and a smile or maybe a bit of scenery
that jumps out and makes you smile.  Maybe someone's generosity.
God's angels come in many forms.  I guess it's time for me to be
taking my little journey back through all I've written to try and
find a good word or phrase that I can use for the title for today's
brand new poem.  So it's away I go like a snail on turtle's back
going wheeeeeee hehe.  I believe I found a good title.  Now let's
us see if I can manage to write anything worth reading using it.
Here goes,  something I hope!!!!!!

Like A Freight Train

Downfalls of patterns
drive us insane
seeming as troubles
like a freight train.
Timeless confusion
might just be seen
as a locomotive
with problems caffeine,
Like a freight train
some times will come
as a misadventure
through setting sun.
People will threaten
your days desires
just like a freight trains
smoke stacks of fires.
Yet surely sometimes
on the caboose
God will send angels
to cut troubles loose.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2009

I hope that you enjoyed that and it at least made a little sense
to you.  I've had my share of freight trains come through my life.
Many times I thought there would never be an end,  but there on
the caboose was an angel with peace.  Sometimes it's seemed as
an eternity though LOL!  Yeppers,  sometimes those old troubles
will seem to have no end,  but everything here on Earth does in
fact have an ending unlike Heaven.  I find my peace knowing that
this too shall pass.  No matter what it is.  Time will move on.  OK
so it's time for me to tell you what I tell you every week and that is,
I wrote some more poems and yes some more haikus.  I know
many of you do not understand haikus and that's OK,  because not
everybody understands poetry.  It takes taking time away from the
moments to perceive and different view.  Most of my haiku are just
concepts that my mind formulates and paints as words.  Don't ask
me how I got this gift hehehe.  Ask God!  I don't always understand
how I thought of some things.  They just come to me as images :)
and I write them down.  I wrote 10 poems and I accidentally got
carried away and wrote 23 haiku instead of my regular 22,  so with
the 12 haiku I wrote for my YoVille messages I have compiled a
grand total of 35 haiku LOL,  so ya got a lot to read huh hehehehe.
Now I believe it's about time for me to be searching to find that old
off switch to stop writing,  but before I do that, I must wish you all
a most wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now where is that bloody off switch hiding this time???????????
There you are ya little bugger hehehe.  Hiding in the tangles of my
hair won't save you hehehe.  See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 +1 oopsy +12 hehe

If You're Jumbled

Pieces of puzzles
are seen so askew
when we get sleepy
and do not see true.
Sometimes the minute
may be just a phase
pieces of puzzles
a bit of a gaze.
Sometimes all jumbled
the pieces we see
may turn to fragments
of our history.
Places we go to
and things we find
form all the pieces
that make up our mind.
So if you're jumbled
and cannot release
pray for Lord Jesus
to give you some peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Take A Little Minute

Once in a hurry
the minutes we see
may seem as turnstiles
of so much to flee.
When in a hurry
the views all around
may seem as pictures
a little less sound.
So when you feel
the need to just hurry
take a little breath
and pray not to worry.
For if you hurry
with all that you do,
you may just miss
a most wonderful view.
Take a little minute
to breathe in the day
as you then surely
move on your way.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Traveled By Dreaming

A window like journey
traveled by view
sometimes is all that
many can do.
Many can't travel
on through the door
and so they dream of
what all they adore.
Journeys to mountains
valleys and lakes
sometimes a dreamer
is all that it takes.
Sometimes the minutes
to here thereunto
can become ventures
of a wonderful view.
Traveled by dreaming
through windows of time
there is so much
ones can do with their mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Soon Winter's Coming

Soon winter's coming
as each day arrives
displaying changes
in all our lives.
Winter is coming
with every breeze
blowing the grasses
and all the trees.
Winter's displaying
its own to find
paving the minutes
with time after time.
Winter's awakened
and coming fast
bringing the rhythms
of shadows to cast.
Soon winter's coming
just like times of old
bringing the chilling
of snow oh so cold.
Winter is shouting
its words so sincere
it brings the pavement
for Christmas each year.
Winter is phrasing
its words that it says
with the soon coming
bright snowy filled days.
Winter is coming
within its own voice
given by minutes
of timeframes of choice.
Sections of highways
with rhythms of words
are of the patterns
of south flying birds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

A Misinterpretation

In witness of time
we might not agree
of what that's happened
to you and to me.
We as the witnesses
may not see clear
what that has happened
year after year.
Sometimes our vision
gets a little blurred
with what we've witnessed
and what we've heard.
When we are seeing
a time that's ahead
we may be seeing
a mistake instead.
A misinterpretation
of time witnessed true
may make the difference
what we say and do.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

You Here With Me

Seen in the highlights
of tempos so sweet
are the many blessings
of ones dancing feet.
Placing a dance step
waltzing so true
there in the highlights
I can see you.
You're in the shadows
dancing so fine
here as I'm dreaming
inside of my mind.
You are my heartbeats
rhythms in tune
taking me places
in a timeless cocoon.
Seen in the meadows
you and I dance
husband and wife
in a timeless romance.
Seen are the highlights
of all I see
are what I've memorized
you here with me.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

The Birds Will Return

The chirp of a bird
so distant I hear
tells me the story
of year after year.
Beginnings and endings
of seasonal words
are in the echoes
of so many birds.
Birds of a feather
with words they say
tell me the story
of day after day.
The songs so sweet
they sing to me
words of a flavor
I cannot see.
I can just hear them
distantly sing
ending of winter
beginning of spring.
yet now the birds
seem silenced around
and all I hear
is swishing of sound.
Winter winds blowing
words so sincere
saying that Christmas
is almost here.
The birds will return
in coming of spring
and then again
they'll distantly sing.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Times Warning Signs

Long ago people
make nowadays times
lessons from then days
nickels and dimes.
We with our hurry
to get here to there
long ago people
went slow everywhere.
Times are a changing
as days all arise
building our minutes
with just do or dies.
Long ago peoples
reflections we see
sometimes are journeys
to be what will be.
We've many lessons
from long ago times
that should be showing
us times warning signs.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Time's Painted Field

Flowers remembered
as blooming so fine
are many blessings
of a seasonal time.
Pouring out heartbeats
into a day
as it's remembered
sweet month of May.
Fragrances beckon
what time then will show
what that will come then
after the snow.
Winter will cover
with colors of white
flowers remembered
that I delight.
Now winter comes in
with snow so true
days to encompass
the time so anew.
Each with its blessing
and so much to yield
things to remember
in time's painted field.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

The Right Time

Jumbles of shadows
show us the scenes
yet we so often don't
know what it means.
Minutes will prosper
as we survive
learning the lessons
while we're alive.
So many shadows
make not a view
showing us difference
from false or true.
Jumbled confusion
in shadows of time
may paint a porthole
of unseen design.
All of the shadows
may be unclear
until they're needed
the right time of year.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Haiku
for Oct 17,  2009

Time is a doorway
ones open and close with views
to want and not want.

A lucky minute
makes ones over confident
and overreact.

Portions of motions
are made as we each stumble
just to awaken.

Scenes out the window
show the ticking of timeframes
in a simple view.

Many a kindred
might just gather together
within troubled times.

Someone's lucky star
might be found in a person,
maybe an angel.

Rest is much needed
for us to recuperate
and move on ahead.

Many a trivial
will be seen as a trouble
that's grown very large.

Patterns in sewing
are needed for perfection,
yet not quality.

Too many people
look for the storms of bad times.
Search for the good ones.

In heavy moments
the weight may seem too heavy,
but Jesus gives strength.

Long awaited snowfall
grows in the minds of many
with Christmas in mind.

A simple card trick
makes ones stare in unbelief,
yet still in wonder.

Driving a passion
through the ventures of living
might show a surprise.

Looking passed morning
the evening will soon follow,
yet dawn will be missed.

Know your own limits,
but still try to do better,
yet use common sense.

Plaster of Paris
is the making of a cast.
Difference is people.

Be less self righteous
when you see someone trying.
See how they're the same.

Needing are flowers
of the warmth of the suns rays
and raindrops of time.

Follies are humor,
yet many are unintended,
so know when to laugh.

Mirrors reflections
are the fragments many see
and not what's inside.

Ill witted people
leave a bad taste in the mouth.
Don't be too witty.

Less can be much more
if it's gathered gracefully
and it's not hurried.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2009

YoVille Haiku

Through our emotion
is texture of our being.
We laugh and we cry.

Tremors may deploy
through footsteps of our visits.
We may never know.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2009

Weather is speaking
with many words in displays
as windows of time.

Echoes are mirrors
reflecting what all they hear.
The same as children.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 13,  2009

Tomorrow may hide
in the ventures of today.
Take care where you strive.

Leaves changing colors
make the essence of fall shine,
yet winter must come.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2009

Later turns early
when procrastination wins
and makes you too late.

Tree leaves falling
are the signs of the season
welcoming winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2009

The bumps in the road
make us slow down to perceive
what time has bestowed.

Letters in a word
are the pavement of voices
many can't perceive.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2009

Methods are madness
when taken as only way
to get things finished.

Look passed tomorrow
and see what all can prosper
as time moves along.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

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#23157 From: poetryandartslufroloc@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sun Oct 18, 2009 12:01 pm
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July 16, Thursday, 2009 is the TEN year Anniversary of PAL.  Please come by and
share some thoughts of these last ten years of advancement and upheaval in the
world at large, and in your world, and in the world of oils, words, clay...and
all manner of new art in the NEW MILLENIA PLUS NINE!

Hope to see some posts from some old friends.

Have a GREAT SUMMER


PS--I'm revising our Poetry day to POETRY THURSDAY in honor of our Anniversary
this TENTH year!

OL  (Jerry)

#23156 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Thu Oct 15, 2009 4:42 pm
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Hi All- Ed Here. Being so close to Halloween, I thought I would take a short survey... or questionair if you would rather say it.  The posts are near 50-50 between paranormal sites, and poetry sites. The only answers that can be seen- are at each individual site.
 
 I will count the answers, and hopefully, in turn ..tell of what I have found... just something a little different for your Halloween Fun...Ed
 
1. do you believe in ghosts?
 
2. do you believe that paranormal things do happen?
 
3. Are Witches real?
 
4. Are demons real?
 
5. Does Halloween give you gitters?
 
6.Do spooky movies thrill you?
 
7. Do you think UFO's are real?
 
8.Do you believe that each person has a soul?
 
9. Do you believe that there is some kind of life force after death?
 
10 do you believe that there are other dementions of time and space?
 
 
 This should really raise some eyebrows.  I know that there are many more questions that I could have asked, but this was just a poll, to see where people might feel a little uneasy about such childish things............For real- or Not for real  !!!
 
 I think..........I  think........... Well, my answers will be compared to the totals.  Ed
 
I will post all the answered questions- On, or just before Halloween....Boo


#23155 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Oct 11, 2009 4:06 pm
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello once again my friends

What's been happening in your world?  It's been doing a lot of raining
up here lately,  yet snow is on its way.  My PC weather program is saying
that it could possibly snow a tad Tuesday along with rain.  It looks like
winter is coming in quickly.  We did though have a beautiful fall that snuck
in through the rain hehehe.  Yeppers it's rained most of time up here most
every day or every other day LOL.  I'm kind of looking forward to the first
snow,  but I know after 6 months of it I will have grown tired of the white
stuff hehehe.  Ok it's time for the good news.  You remember about Judy's
place of business burning Sunday before last don't you?  Well,,  Judy's
boss called all the employees for a meeting at his house last Monday and
he has decided to pay all the employees 2 weeks vacation pay and he is
renting the old Governors restaurant so that they can start on Monday
the 12th (tomorrow) and clean it up for opening until the new Elm Tree is
built.  So officially as of September 28th,  Judy and all other employees
of the Elm Tree were on a 2 week vacation hehehehe.   He is going to
pay them all what they were getting at the old Elm Tree.  The Governors
will be just a temporary Elm Tree diner until the new Elm Tree Diner is
built.  Yet Gary said that if the temp does good,  he will keep them both
opened for business and just hire more employees to run it,  but until
that day and time of decision,  Judy and the rest will be working at the
old Governors turning temporary Elm Tree Diner.  It is expected to be
opened for business in about a month or so if all goes well.  It will take
a bit of time getting the Elm Tree diner rebuilt due to this that and the
other such as paper work as well as the weather,  but it will be back in
business by next year I am sure :).  So you see, God is looking out for
Judy and I.  Judy is a little aggravated that she has to go back to work
now LOL,  since she found out she was getting vacation pay hehehe.
We could of maybe done or gone somewhere if we'd known that :).
Oh well,  she had a lot of time to rest and hehehe get lazy with two
weeks off.  Back to the grind stone tomorrow for her. My world never
changes though LOL.  I have been doing as always,  laundry, cooking,
cleaning (ok not much cleaning lately hehe)  and waiting on Judy as
I have always done.  We have enjoyed this time together,  yet it must
come to an end and back to the old routine.  Yet Judy will be working
Monday through Friday until the diner is cleaned and ready for opening.
Then she will most likely go back to the weird schedule she had before.
It seems my world always looks the same.  Oh well,  I guess it could
be worse :).  I've made a ton of new friends on Bebo,  FaceBook and
MySpace lately as well as on Tagged.  Never can have too many friends.
I always welcome new friends.  There are so many people in the world
and we often think they are all kinds of different than us,  yet they may
just speak another language.  Our hearts are often the same.  There
are many out there that are cruel,  but in the same breath there are also
a lot of good people out there.  I have met a ton of them.  People that
wish to help us out without a price tag.  People that you can count on
no matter what the problem is.  Just to be there with a prayer is enough
for me.  Hey hehehe I may have stumbled upon a new title for a poem,
but time will tell LOL.  My mom sent me pictures of my Paw paw and
Grandmother the other day.  I am so thrilled to finally have pictures
of them I can hang up.  I love them both dearly.  They were as second
parents to me for most of my growing up.  Paw Paw taught me how to
ride a bike,  drive a car,  shoot a gun,  yet he was wishing he had never
taken me hunting after him finding out I didn't like to kill things and
I shooed away a rabbit he was aiming at to shoot and kill for dinner :).
Me and Paw paw used to fish the night away out on Lake Tawakanii
and for some reason I didn't mind killing and cleaning fish LOL.  I do
love fish ya know hehehehe.  They taste great :).  Grandmother taught
me how to cook,  yet she said for me to taste and add until it taste right.
Paw paw passed away in 1989,  hut Grandmother is still kicking at the
age of 102 LOL.  I call her once in a while and we chat.  To think of all
that she has seen in her life time is an amazement.  I can look back on
my life and see all of the wonderful things I have enjoyed while being
with my family.  God has been good to me.  We many times will only
see the bad things until we step back and take a breath.  Sometimes
we're just too clouded by the moments to see the good that has been
done.  Have you gotten lost in the sadness and lost track of the good
that God has done for you?  If so,  then take a step back from the
moments of now and look back at all that you have experienced.
They may have been fleeting moments,  but the fact is,  without them,
you would not be here.  Thank God for the fleeting moments that
you've seen through time.  Now I guess it's time for me to begin my
little journey back through all I've written to search for a word or
a phrase to use for today's brand new poem,  so it's away I go back
to that place of recollection.  To that place of rememberance that
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE,  but is seems I may use what
I had stumbled on before.  So here goes nothing,  but I hope not :).


There With A Prayer

Scenes in a jumble
may be surmised
as a mere journey
of where's, when's a why's.
Times we will travel
with mind also foot
and end with troubles
all covered with soot.
There with a prayer
ones come and behold
all of the blessings
that cannot be sold.
So many sequences
said and then done
were all the blessings
come from God's Son.
So if you're troubled
with times not so fair,
remember that God is
there with a prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2009

Well,  there ya go!  Hope ya liked the poem hehehe as well as all of my
rambling LOL.  If ya didn't then so be it hehehehehe.  I can't please
everybody.  Ok so I guess I have said about all that is to be said in the
journal above,  so I guess I need to be telling you about what I did not
mention and that is,  I wrote some more poems and haikus.  Yeppers
I also wrote a couple of wintry Christmas style poems also and along
with all that I also have 12 Yoville haiku to add with the 22 that I wrote
for here hehehe.  So all in all I have once again 10 poems and 22 haiku
plus 12 hehe :).  Ya got a lot to read huh.  I can hear your thoughts as
I write saying how on Earth does this guy come up with all of these
poems and haiku!!!!? hehe.  The answer is God gave me this gift and
mine is not to question why,  but to use what He gave to me freely and
so I do.  I hope you like a few of the poems and haikus.  Now I must
be searching for that old off switch,  but before I do that I must wish
you a most wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now where's that dag gum off switch hiding this week hehehehehe?
Found it!!!  It was tangled in my snarled up uncombed hair LOL :).
See ya,  CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

P.S.  I almost forgot,  I also wrote a poem by request about a girl
named Roxanne which I found out later after I wrote the poem was
the lady's daughter that passed away about 6 years ago.  So I have
11 poems not 10 :).

Now on with the poems and haiku
10 +1 and 22 +12 ;) hehehe

Roxanne

This name seems to jingle
as rhythms of words
fluttering softly
as a flock of blue birds.
I've never seen her
and never bestowed
this little gal
as many words flowed.
Roxanne is a journey
of timeless portrayed
as one of many
I never have made.
I've heard this name
that was asked if I can
write a little poem
about this girl named Roxanne.

©By Bill Pearce :)
Oct 6,  2009

Our Hearing

Hearing unites us
to places we see
connecting our feelings
to what that will be.
Hearing though silenced
leaves feeling alone
to do what it can
with a moment of tone.
It's the vibration
that balances view
connecting emotions
to then and anew.
Hearing unites us,
yet some has no sound
when it is muffled
by all there around.
That is when feeling
and sensing steps in
to do what our hearing
cannot then begin.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

He Will Be There

Passing through phases
we sometimes will find
pages of timeframes
that seem with a sign.
Sometimes our journeys
will not be our best
as we go doing
our daily conquest.
People will see us
and maybe not know
that we're just trying
to find where to go.
Passing through phases
we sometimes will fall
as we each stumble
through times weary hall.
God will be with you
through phases you see
if you will try to
in His Son agree.
Surely you'll falter
with efforts of time,
but He will be there
to strengthen your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Winter's Running

Winter is running
with feet in the wind
in a big hurry
for it to begin.
Fall colors shining
are now day to day,
but soon the wind will
blow them away.
Right now the colors
are crisp shining true
as many leaves
are a colorful hue.
Red yellow auburn
with a little mixed green
seems to enhance
each beautiful scene.
Yet winter's running
and coming real fast
with its own display
of shadows to cast.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

They May Think

In many sections
are found me and you
there in the middle
what we really do.
In many pathways
ones don't understand
as they will see us
in times of demand.
Laces of footwork
will fill up their sight
maybe with feelings
that are not quite right.
In many sections
are found to and fro
you and I daily
with what that we know.
Yet there are many
that look in despair,
while they may think that
we just do not care.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

They Are Needed

Stairs to tomorrow
are footprints each day
gathered by moments
of our will and way.
Many situations
will determine our view
and at the same time
decide what we do.
The stairs we're climbing
might seem too high
yet they are needed
to get us each by.
Times in each sequence
are flavorful found
given in context
of all there around.
Sometimes the flavors
are bitter by taste
yet they are needed
to lessen the waste.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Christmas and Me

I can feel Christmastime
deep down inside
as it awakens
its joyful time ride.
I can feel the feeling
of the essence I know
of all the blessings
of Christmastime snow.
I can feel the moment
that's coming to be
and it is Christmastime
for you and me.
I can feel happiness
growing December
as I can each day
sort of remember.
Blessings from childhoods
timeless design
I can remember
those times oh so fine.
Painted as pictures,
yet they're reality
of what's remembered
of Christmas and me.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

When Time is Trouble

Hold tight your prayer
as time goes its way
and don't forget
to take time to pray.
Let not the moments
to tear you into.
Kneel down to Jesus
and He will help you.
Hold tight to blessings
that come in a way,
such as the moments
that come day by day.
Minutes of burdens
will come time again,
but Jesus will be there
to help with the pain.
Hold tight your prayer
as time goes on by
and then remember
for you He did die.
When time is trouble
and painting your view
take time to pray
to The One who loves you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Unwanted Times

Paved are the highways
leading nowhere,
yet many drive on
without a care.
These are the lifestyles
paved as a road
highways to nowhere
times heavy load.
Paved as a venture
journeyed to see
time is the picture
and it's you and me.
Paved are mind games
leading no place
but to a moments
sad weary face.
So many highways
journeyed so real,
many will try to
daily conceal.
Yet surely journeys
highways designs
will show in minutes
of unwanted times.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Make Peace Begin

Peace is a place
that so many seek
monthly,  daily
week after week.
It is a concept
not understood
and many end up
bad over good.
Many seek peace
with versions they know,
yet they will often
be first to blow.
Peace is a place
which ones can arrive
by adding Jesus
to daily survive.
Letting the blessings
of God deep within
can in a way then
make peace begin.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Soon Is Awakened

Soon is awakened
with what's ahead
words of the wonders
done and not said.
Soon is a blessing
briskly to find
painted as moments
awakened design.
Similar minutes
might of been true,
yet soon will be
a moment brand new.
Soon is awakened
thresholds desire
flavored with passions
time of entire.
Ticking are seconds
minutes and hours
to see what soon will
be what empowers.
Soon is awakened
with what's ahead
with all the blessings
to daily embed.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

Haiku
for Oct 10,  2009

In a mere minute
time can flash from here to there
and leave you nowhere.

Lessons are follies
full of jumbles of timeframes
if in fact we learn.

Glancing at right now
tomorrow seems faraway,
but it gets closer.

Many will make lists
to use to reflect upon.
Others to forget.

Seeds that are planted
might blossom and bloom one day,
yet some may just die.

Links to a problem
are emotions deep within
affecting each day.

Handles on a door
are used to help you inside,
but also outside.

Ones will write letters
on paper they throw away
and sometimes with pain.

Clinging yesterdays
will be what that holds you back.
Let it go and grow.

Jumbles of outlooks
are mindsets in a whirlwind.
Search for common ground.

Hoping and waiting
will not make tomorrow come,
so deal with today.

Mind over matter
is a concept many try,
yet not always win.

Portions of thinking
are the thoughts not remembered
until when needed.

Leaving doors opened
can let in the wrong moments
so keep on your guard.

Clouds may be forming
and it may be getting dark,
but there are rainbows.

Learning a lesson
doesn't always leave you smart.
Sometimes just learning.

Places that we go
are memories we'll recall
when time moves ahead.

Sadness may loom you,
but soon happiness will come
when the sadness ends.

Look for a flower
and search for its uniqueness,
then look all around.

Torment engulfs us
when we forget to let go
and we just hang on.

Moving a mountain
takes a little bit a faith
as well as patience.

Snow will paint a hill
as a soft whitish pillow
to lay down and rest.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10, 2009

Yoville Haiku

Left is a factor
that many do not assimilate
in their right of way.

Sometimes illusion
makes it easier to view
what truth time has shown.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 5,  2009

Time may be boring,
but it's needed to get by
until next dawning.

Love is a moment
that many will try to find
without thinking clear.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2009

Life is a journey
leading many directions
from here unto there.

One heartbeat beating
is all that's ever needed
to do a good deed.


©By Bill Pearce
Oct 7,  2009

Fall colors changing
are the fingers of blessings
before winters view.

Beauty's  well painted
from sunshine to dark of night,
yet many don't see.


©By Bill Pearce
Oct 8,  2009

Fingers as counted
are minutes between anger
and then cooling down.

Many see the pavement
as what that we're walking on.
Others see where it leads.


©By Bill Pearce
Oct 9,  2009

Today may confuse,
but the time will become clear
with minutes ahead.

A rose is a rose
as a person's a person.
Each has it's own scent.


©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23154 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Fri Oct 9, 2009 6:41 pm
Subject: What Is Life?
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What Is Life?
 
 
 
What is life,
that we cannot do without
ourselves as goal tenders?
 
The bounce and roll
of everyday things,
committed on a scale
of one to ten.
The meaningless words
we write,
then try to comprehend.
The slap happy verses
of our own lives's,
going south
for the winter.
 
The urges of absolute,
to commit upon our own wisdom
what truth is there,
and what we speak,
there is.
Happenstance for life,
and free will living.
The songs that rolled
upon our lips
at any one point,
given a time or place.
 
Choices to be made,
and what matter's most
is in desired conflict.
Whatever will is to be
displayed,
comes from deep
inside us.
The master,
or the servant,
habitual to please.
The God syndrome,
where all
is to be with one.
 
A caretaker to a soul,
who is lost
and gone.
A matchmaker,
with a love set in heaven.
A point taker,
on a gifted gambling debt.
A seeker,
into the unknown
of our inner selves.
To become admired,
in just
so many ways.
Where teardrops fall
upon the face of a child.
 
What is life,
that we become ourselves
in the many aptitudes
and attitudes,
imprisoning our own
constitutional rights?
 
That we become
part of the human language,
and bark like a dog
up the wrong tree
chasing squirrel ls.
Counting change
in our pockets,
to find out
that we have only
time well spent.
Our survival,
as a single person
in this world,
is to live as long
as possible,
without the denial
of self control.
 
Chances we have made
upon the values of time,
to become the better
persons of who we are.
Lift ourselves into a higher
ranking of society,
by way of monetary means.
The outcome of all our dreams
into just one single thought.
The sound of emotion,
devotion to the cause,
restitution surrender,
and then repentance
for religious things.
 
What is life,
that we cannot know
our own selves,
and the balance of nature,
seducing the subduction's of time?
That we become the cause in effect,
of our own natural being.
This graded question upon life
to give us the last huzzah,
or the grand staircase to heaven,
or the small,
simple answers to life.
 
 By Edward Wolverton@2009


#23153 From: Ed Wolverton <ewolvertonart@...>
Date: Thu Oct 8, 2009 9:16 pm
Subject: The Phantom Lover
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The Phantom Lover
 
 
Come by wake
of lover's bleak,
where solace comes
by daybreak,
and silence
stills the night.
A phantom lover
speaks,
upon these whimpering
souls,
to fall whispering
to his knees,
a shadow on the wall.
 
Shy drones of yesterday,
capture the essence of love.
Fathom the monster's wake
into the obis of the dark,
where leather straps
and steel mesh wire,
barbed into cuffs,
keep the soul awake.
Tethered upon a flag pole,
with lanky skin washed feet,
to reel him in like a fish.
 
Lover be named,
in shameless whore.
To shout out profanity,
where pain begins
this mortals agony.
The lure of lust
begins to beacon its toll,
calling into the darkness
where star crossed lovers go.
Phantom strikes,
beware this whip of fire.
Crossing dots,
of the star lit sky.
 
Shelter, sweet shelter.
Hidden from this capture,
a grown man cries.
Come away with me
oh little one,
this monster demands.
Into the heat of the night,
and the cold sweat
of morning wake,
he eludes the promise of death.
Phantom keeper
crawls back into the darkness,
by way of the midnight roads
to purgatory,
awaiting his lustful bones.
Where Hell hath traveled well
to keep the wrath in tow.


#23152 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Oct 4, 2009 3:49 pm
Subject: To Be Reminded
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

So, how was your week last week and your weekend?  It's been
a very screwy one for us to say the least!   The week started off
with Sunday nights fire.  Yes, fire!  Judy's place of business burned
last Sunday night.  Now Judy is out of work and on Unemployment
or better yet hehe, waiting for it.  To top that off,  our anniversary
was Oct 2 (Friday) and we were both sick and unable to celebrate.
We were going to try to celebrate Saturday, but she was still sick.
Oh well,  it was just an anniversary :(!  The weather up this ways
has and is still on the rainy side as also the cold side.  We're hoping
that Gary the owner of the Elm Tree is able to rebuild so Judy can
go back to work.  Time will tell.  With the rain and all,  I'm sure it
will make it hard to build.  Life up here in Northeastern Maine is
showing signs of winter more every day.  Fall is coming in quickly
and Judy and I are hoping that the weather conditions will slack
down a bit as well as the being sick and all so we can go out and
take some more pictures.  Until then,  we will just have to wait.
We did get to spend all day together on our anniversary,  yet we
both were weary and weak and spent most of the day recouping.
Life in the Pearce's household has been a rather boring one for
the last few days.  Judy has been down in the dumps (depressed
if you will) about the diner and all, but if all goes well,  the diner
should be up and running again soon.  That might of been what
added to her being sick Friday,  Saturday and today.   Depression
can effect people in weird ways.  Today it looks as though it will
rain all day,  so we will be just spending time together and maybe
watch a movie or two.  We watched some episodes of ALF last
night on DVD hehehe.  That seemed to cheer us both up :).  We
might watch some more ALF today along with a movie or two :).
We are both hoping that things get better before the Christmas
holidays come around.  Can't be sad for Christmas Ho Ho Ho ;).
Yeppers,  Christmas is our favorite time of year.  Surely things
will have gotten cleared up by then.  We are both doing a lot of
praying for God's will to be done.  We both know that God is
always there and never wishes harm to anyone.  Yet we do know
that sometimes bad has to happen so to make us to see the good!
Many things happen only due to our humanity.  Life has its many
roller coaster rides and some are deadly,  yet all will be well in
The Hands of God.  We don't see the end results.  We only see
what is before our eyes.  God sees much beyond that.  We both
know that it will all work out for us,  yet our humanity makes us
to worry.  I pray quite often to God,  yet I'm sure He has a great
memory and does not need to be reminded of my needs,  hehehe
but I do anyway.  We all do,  from time to time.  Lessons come
from our folly.  Keep Judy and I in your prayers as we struggle
with the days ahead.  I'm sure God will make things OK.  In the
mean time hehehehe,  I will continue with my onslaught of writing.
I hope it doesn't bore ya to tears LOL!  Well,  I guess it's time
for me to begin my venture back through all I have written to
that place of recollection in search of a 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 that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE :).
I believe I found a good title for today's poem.  Now let's see
what I can do with it........Here goes!

To Be Reminded

The seconds that pour
as grains of white sand
are moments we've prayed
for times to withstand.
Handfuls of minutes
counted just right
are all the seconds
that we wish delight.
God has no need
to be reminded each day
what that we're needing
to come in our way.
The seconds that pour
as grains of white sand
are held real tightly
in the palm of God's Hand.
We though will stumble
while wanting so true
what we thinks better
for me and for you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 4,  2009

I hope that made sense to ya :).  I never know if what I'm writing
is coming across clear.  Ok,  so I do once in a while hehehehehe
when someone will write me to tell me!  But most times I'm just
trusting that God will help you to understand.  Back on the wheels
of life here at the Pearce's.  Yeppers,  we will be OK.  I know that
God is watching over us as He always has.  Nobody said life was
supposed to be thornless hehehe.  It is a bed of roses ya know LOL.
I have spent a little extra time this week writing a bit more haiku
for my YoVille messages hehehe.  I hope they don't get to always
expecting that much haiku LOL,  cause it ain't gonna happen!!!!!
Well,  I took a few pictures outside a little bit ago to make as the
stationary for this and I had a thought,  why not add one or two
of the pictures that we took while in Houlton the other day.  I got
some good pictures of the moose statue at the little park in town.
The statue is supposed to be life size.  If so,  I don't wanna come
up against that moose!!!!!  That things ENORMOUS.  Yet I do
want to one day see a bull moose,  but if it's that big,  then I hope
and pray that it's seen from a distance LOL.  I good distance :).
I guess it's about time for me to begin searching for the bloody
off switch again,  but before I do,  I guess I need to tell you about
the poems and haiku I've written this week hehehehehe actually
yesterday (Saturday).  I wrote yet another 10 poems and 22 haiku
to go along with the,  get this,  17 YoVille haiku messages hehe.
So all in all I've written 39 haiku :).... Also amongst the poems
are 2 Christmas poems.  Enjoy!!!  Now I must wish you a most
wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now where's that off switch hiding this time hehehehehehehe.
It don't actually hide.  I just keep forgetting where I left it LOL.
I found it,  I found it!!   Right there in front of my eyes or should
I say my eye hehehe,,,,,,,,?   None the less,  have a great week.
See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 17 :)

A Better View

When a storm
has came to you,
you might learn then
something new.
When a problem
seems too large
then let Jesus
to take charge.
When your blessings
seem too small
take some time
to view them all.
When a minute
seems too long
take a breath
and sing along.
When your passion
falls from you
seek to find
a better view.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Link By Link

In through doorways
time will come
bringing minutes
then and done.
Time will enter
with its phase
coming from
the future days.
Lines of fractions
lay in wait
in through doorways
time and date.
Minutes counted
might be found
as the timeframes
coming round.
Link by link
connects each view
that is making
me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Struggle Encountered

Behind a problem
might be some good
that for the moment's
misunderstood.
Within our torment
might be a flower
waiting to shine
in its finest hour.
Forest of troubles
might seem to hide
all of the goodness
that's hidden inside.
Winds might be blowing
times really hard,
but they might blow
some good in your yard.
Struggles encountered
might seem insane,
but some are needed
to give you a gain.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Reflecting On Cue

Scented reflections
of time so sweet
seem to encompass
a times tasty treat.
Billows of flavors
inside of my mind
make the reflections
real easy to find.
Memories scented
with thens other day
finds ways of painting
a wonderful way.
Christmastimes joyful
found in some scenes
is what that's scented
with tall evergreens.
All the reflections
found within me
await every moment
to be what I see.
I find the timeframes
reflecting on cue
are what will soon be
surely so true.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

On Some Paper

Lists on some paper
ones may put in line
things they remember
of time after time.
Some may be printed
with word after word
things ones remember
that's seen,  done and heard.
Yet it's those moments
of day after day
that might need faded
from paper today.
Some we remember,
might need be forgotten
for it paints pictures
of always so rotten.
List on some paper
the good days apart,
then you might find some
good in your heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Morning Dawns

Mornings are dawning
with sunshiny skies
and maybe essence
of clouds to surmise.
The new days arrival
is pictured detail
of maybe mornings
of leaves all set sail.
Dawns early lighting
is found in a way
as the beginnings
of another fine day.
Mornings are blooming
as flowers in spring
while it displays each
wonderful thing.
Each moments journey
begins its design
as morning dawns each
wonderful time.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Falses and Trues

Jumbled up blessings
in mesmerized views
make our opinions
for yesterdays news.
Many times blessings
are unsorted scenes
leaving us wondering
what many things mean.
Jumbled up moments
that come down our way
may be the blessings
that each day we'd pray.
Jumbled emotions
might fall into place
if we'd allow them
to be saved by Grace.
Letting Lord Jesus
to make better views
by us each changing
our falses and trues.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Many Have Knowledge

Knowledge is power
yet many will lie
and tell you daily
what they just deny.
Many have knowledge
that ones disapprove
due to them being
in a much different groove.
Knowledge that's stumbling
not wanting to know
leaves many standing
with no way to grow,
being that many will
act so to say
that they have knowledge
much better each day.
Knowledge is power,
yet many will die
as they go onwards
while living a lie.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Christmas So Fine

Soon there is coming
the sight of a sleigh
bringing those presents
for sweet Christmas Day.
Santa will shout out
soon you will find
toys in your stockings
with many designs.
Santa will also
shout in the night
Ho Ho Ho Ho
it's yours to delight.
Soon Santa's coming
to deliver some toys
to good little girls
and good little boys.
Christmas will jingle
its wonderful tune
that Santa's coming
and he'll be here soon.
Songs will be playing
as many will sing
while we are waiting
for what he will bring.
Santa will come down
the chimney at night
to give the twinkle
of his Ho Ho sight.
Then around the tree
he'll lay and he'll stack
toys that he got
right out of his sack.
Maybe a soldier
tiny and green
or maybe just maybe
a little submarine.
Maybe for the girl
a sweet little dolly
that when it's squeezed
will say hello mommy.
Soon there is coming
that wonderful time
that I remember
of Christmas so fine.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Times Daily Quest

The path of a striver
is real clear to see
such as the footprints
through their history.
One that's a striver
will sometimes befall
troubles that happen
to us one and all.
The paths many see
might sort of display
ways of surrounding
with troubles each day.
Yet if the striver
keeps a clear mind
one day the blessings
their pathways will find.
Make all your striving
from here unto there
guided by Jesus
an answered by prayer.
The path of a striver
should seek for the best
found in the pathways
times daily quest.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

Haiku
for Oct 3,  2009

Found on a foothill
are thoughts that many perceive.
They are weeds and grass.

Long awaited time
paints the impatience of here
while there is to come.

Power is tainted
when ones use it unwisely.
It becomes useless.

Heaven holds many
awaiting for their brothers,
yet many won't come.

Tomorrows paintings
may be what now are hanging,
yet we just don't see.

Wisdom of ages
is gathered through emotion
and perplexity.

Search through the flowers
for the beauty that's within.
The sight is not all.

Don't let opinions
to destroy a good friendship.
Look past opinions.

Hands are for holding,
so hold tight to the blessings
that God has given.

Deep in a river
swims the thoughts just like pebbles
rolling with the flow.

Many will forsaken,
leaving ones in bitter pain,
but Jesus will not.

Answers to questions
come by asking some questions.
So fear not to ask.

Humility thrives
in ones that do not show it.
Sometimes it's within.

Doors to tomorrow
are not always clearly seen.
Sometimes they're hidden.

An echo from past
might in some way be today
living within you.

Trouble might be found
through your times of sincerity.
Some will view it wrong.

A living jungle
marches timidly today
deep within ones minds.

Some see the future
as a place to be afraid
and so they hold back.

The reins of a horse
can be described as lifestyles.
Some will not ride well.

If you seek a time,
then time will surely find you,
yet maybe not well.

Some thrive for fire
and they do not play it safe.
You might just get burned.

Looking through windows,
you can see what that's outside,
but not how it feels.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

YoVille Haiku

Ones seeking echoes
might be seen standing silent
awaiting a sound.

In midst of trouble
ones will surely look outwards
in search of some peace.

In midst of trouble
ones need to search deep inside
to find peace that's good.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 27,  2009

Lasting impressions
can be either good or bad,
so be real careful.

Burning a threshold
might be what that is needed
to move you ahead.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2009

Left to our own will
we might only find torment
in the end results.

Running too quickly
can lead you into trouble
that you did not see.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2009

When under fire
we will act on our instincts,
yet not always well.

Knowledge is power
that many daily abuse
due to their ego.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2009

Mornings encompass
all that the night has released,
yet time moves along.

When sat in fearful
the only things you can see
are what that you fear.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 1,  2009

Windows we see through
are the same as some choices.
It might look real good.

Some might see problems
and some might see the answers,
yet we all see time.

Gradient moments
will evolve through each turnstile
as pages are turned.

Today is a blessing
which so many will overlook
while looking ahead.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 2,  2009

A canyon's venture
is but one step at a time
with eyesight and feet.

Life can be stressful
with all the worry from time.
Leave worries with God.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

#23151 From: poetryandartslufroloc@yahoogroups.com
Date: Sun Oct 4, 2009 10:46 am
Subject: File - TEN YEAR ANNIVERSAY
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July 16, Thursday, 2009 is the TEN year Anniversary of PAL.  Please come by and
share some thoughts of these last ten years of advancement and upheaval in the
world at large, and in your world, and in the world of oils, words, clay...and
all manner of new art in the NEW MILLENIA PLUS NINE!

Hope to see some posts from some old friends.

Have a GREAT SUMMER


PS--I'm revising our Poetry day to POETRY THURSDAY in honor of our Anniversary
this TENTH year!

OL  (Jerry)

#23150 From: "Bill Pearce" <poetbill@...>
Date: Sun Sep 27, 2009 6:54 pm
Subject: In Your Hands
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ANIMAL'S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Well,  it looks like winter has officially disposed of summer up here.
LOL,  it got down to 27F degrees Thursday night and it's looking
like we may not see much above 64F degrees for a while.  My PC
weather programs tell me that it's supposed to begin raining this eve,
but to be honest,  it looks like it could rain right now LOL.  Actually
it looks and feels like it could snow, but me knows that it's not gonna.
Yet,  I wouldn't be surprised at all if it did start snowing soon,  being it
seems winter is in a hurry to get here this year,  but for now it looks
as if we will just be getting a lot of wet weather.  The seasons are
changing quickly up here. Fall is already making itself to be seen.
Right now I have a sore throat and it's hard to swallow,  so I've been
drinking a lot of orange juice this morning trying to clear that up ;).
It's getting better :).  Trusty old orange juice hehehe.  OK, hehehehe
back on the subject of the weather LOL.  Come to think of it,  I think
I finished hehehe.  OH,  when Judy and I went down to Steve's house
for mine and Steve's second jam session,  we managed to get some
good fall color pictures.  Also while at Steve's during practice hehehe,
Judy snuck in a few photo's of him and I getting ready to jam. I got
one photo by accident when I thought I set up my camera for video
and it was on photo.  So I got a snap shot of him and I playing LOL.
Our videos came out quite well.  We're sounding better every time
we get together.   If you would like to see our videos,  then go to the
link at the end of this journal that says Me on UTUBE.  Steve had his
drums set up and he wanted me to play them,  so while we were at his
house Wednesday,  I got on his drums and played them for a bit,  but
I'm really rusty plus my ankles and shoulders cannot hold up to the
torment of playing in that mode,  so I couldn't play long.  Judy took
a little video of me playing,  but I ain't gonna upload that one LOL.
Steve was trying to keep up with me on guitar,  but we were way
out of sync hehehe.  I'll stick with the conga drums thank you please.
Judy got to see me for the first time playing a full set of drums hehe
and she said she loved it.  Yet it took me a while of arranging myself
to get used to his drums,  being every drummer sets up his drums in
a different manner.  Maybe a little higher or lower or to one or the
other side,  so I could not play as I could on a set that was set up
the way that I set them up.  Oh well,  it was a lot of fun :) hehehehe!
I've uploaded all of our videos that him and I did (me on conga drums
of course) as well as one little conga session I did by myself Friday.
I was on the war path LOL.  If ya watch the video,  you'll know what
I mean hehehe.   Well,  other than all that,  it's been a pretty regular
week around the Pearce's household.  Steve is planning on coming
back up this ways on a Sunday a week or so from now.  I'm sure
we will get much better with a bit more practice :).  I thank you God
for sending somebody to me to share my love of music and friendship.
I know that You always have control and You will always fulfill my
every need.  yet my self will does run amuck often and I fight for
control as do many.  I have learned through time to release my hold
on the situations and leave them in Your Hands.  Have you learned
to let things go and give them to God?  If not,  then why not give it
a try.  God can do wonders with a moment that we ourselves might
destroy with our own will and way.  I know things may not be the
way that you would like them,  but maybe just maybe they are in
the way that God is dealing with you at the moment.  Have faith!
With that said,  I guess I need to be heading back to that place of
my recollection through all that I've written to find a good word or
phrase to use for the title for today's brand new poem.  So,  it's off
I go to that place that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe
I found a good title,  Now let's see what I can do with it if anything!
Here goes nothing hehehe or preferably not LOL!

In Your Hands

I've seen storms
of weathered times
bring to me
the days designs.
I've found fuel
in history
from what all
You did with me
In Your Hands
I found a place
from tempered time
of saving Grace.
All the scenes
from here to there
in Your Hands
were answered prayer.
I might falter
Lord I know,
but In Your Hands
I'll always grow.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 27,  2009

I hope you liked the poem.  It is a part of me.  I do feel as though my
time from past to present has been in some way or another answered
prayers.  I learned what was needed to get me through each turnstile
of life.  As each moment changed,  so did I and in the process it put me
together one piece at a time.  My tools came from my many lessons
in life.  I hate much of my past for it was grueling,  yet there are a few
splices of life that I do miss.  I found much enjoyment in playing my
music and all.  God rekindled that flame with a new friend to share
my gift with.  Someone that I can connect with.  God also gave me a
wonderful wife that has been my inspiration and strength when I was
down.  I firmly believe she was sent by God to give me the love and
care that no other could do.  It's been a rough road,  yet she has stuck
by my side all the way.  Oh and by the way hehehe,  our 8 year wedding
anniversary is coming up October 2nd (Friday).  Yeppers hehehehehe
She's put up with me for 8 years.   Imagine that ;).  I guess it's time for
me to be searching for that old off switch ain't it!  Yet before I do that,
I guess I need to be telling ya about the new poems I've written.  Yep,
I wrote 10 more poems which 3 of them are Christmas related :).  Yes
of course I wrote 22 more haiku and of course along with that are
all of my YoVille Haiku messages which is 13.  Hehehe the 13th haiku
is just a silly one about me doing haikus to share on my coin runs :).
I hope you enjoy a few of the poems as well as the haikus.  With that
said I will wish you a most wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now where's that dad gum off switch hiding this
time LOL?  Found it tucked neatly under my soda can coaster hehehe.
See ya,  CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems
10 and 22 + 13 :) LOL

Let Wisdom

Young is wasted
without clue
when we're doing
what we do.
Often minutes
may be seen
with some clueless
what they mean.
Young is faltered
step by step
when we hurry
times inept.
Young is wasted
when we go
in a hurry
to and fro.
Many young ones
will be found
left without a
time around.
Time might cease
before they find
truth about their
hurried mind.
So let wisdom
within you
maybe teach them
what to do.
Then the young
that shouts and sings
might have time
to spread their wings.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Beauty It Makes

Seen within winter
the leaves all around
seem to have somehow
fell to the ground.
Fall soon before it
made it to shine
with its most colorful
timeless design.
Seen within winter
after the fall
then there are snowflakes
seen over all.
Found within valleys
rivers and lakes
snow will encompass,
beauty it makes.
Seen within winter
time will be seen
snow on the hillsides
that were once green.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Sounds Of Silence

Letters in stories
of no written word
are what are rhythms
of seen and not heard.
Feathers of voices
found in the eyes
seem to paint pictures
of the blue skies.
So many people
without not a voice
discern their moments
of no other choice.
Sounds of silence
seems to endow
moments of thresholds
then unto now.
Letters in stories
of pages not found
are of the voices
without a sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Can You Hear?

Can you hear music
of wintertime's day
playing in the breezes
in every which way?
Can you see winter
coming so clear
with everything
it brings every year?
Can you hear music,
the songs of the trees
as they will rustle
right there in the breeze?
Can you feel winter
as it comes this way
bringing us also
Christmastimes Day?
Can you see winter
with its wondrous view
as it brings Christmas
to shine through and through?
Can you hear music
in futures hello
singing the songs
of sweet Christmas snow?

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

What We Really Need

Minutes transposing
are found where we go
when they are changing
all that we know.
Hindered are blessings
when set to a view
with us just doing
what we want to do.
Time in a semblance
of fashion and phase
could make for trouble
in up coming days.
Minutes will falter
if time is awry
left to the semblance
of just do or die.
Our many minutes
need time to succeed
such as us doing
what we really need.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Help To Refrain

Headstrong a flower
leans into the wind
only to find that
it's coming to an end.
Yes a mere flower
that leans the wrong way
might not see moments
of another fine day.
Headstrong a person
the same in accord
will find he's weakened
when less of The Lord.
Leaning the wrong way
as a flower might do,
might make the minutes
to turn a bit blue.
So if you're headstrong
and trying your way,
you might need Jesus
to help you today.
A headstrong person
choosing to change,
will find that Jesus
can help to refrain.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Trouble I Earned

I can see clearly
my yesterdays mind
as it looks back on
my every design.
I can see moments
that I wish weren't true,
yet they are clearly
what makes now anew.
I can see clearly
the portholes array
aligning me up
for another fine day.
Though many minutes
I may not see clear
as of the time
of a long ago year.
Yet I see clearly
the lessons I've learned
from all the minutes
of trouble I earned.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

I Seek December

Links to December
are found in the snow
as I see footprints
here to and fro.
Semi sorted minutes
that seem in a maze
are the connections
to wintertime's days.
Cold winds a blowing
in Decembers shoes
seem to enlighten
the Christmastime news.
Links to December
are found so to speak
such as the rhythms
that so many seek.
I seek December
through links every day
that seem to form
in some wondrous way.
Links to December
were forged in the view
leading to snowfall
from deep skies of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Just Like Yesteryear

Hearing the wind
I sense where it goes
as it spills coldness
from head to my toes.
Minutes persuasions
are painted in time
hearing the wind
with essence divine.
Fractions of segments
that winds dissipate
leave me to wonder
and sort of debate.
Hearing the wind
again as it blows
fills me with answers
of all it bestows.
Winter has entered
and brought so sincere
a new day assembled
just like yesteryear.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Levers of Time

Levers of minutes
can leave you despair
when in fact surely
they may lead nowhere.
Levers and handles
that minutes display
might lead to moments
of minutes of gray.
So leave the levers
and handles alone
if in fact surely
they chill to the bone.
It might be Jesus
just talking to you
telling you truly
what you shouldn't do.
So if you're seeing
some levers of time
that seem as handles
of Jesus divine
say a little prayer
before you're to pull
or you might find out
that you were a fool.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

Haiku
for Sept 26,  2009

Glowing is a smile
that time has been given true,
yet all smiles aren't good.

Turning a corner
you might find another friend
or an enemy.

Long awaited scenes
find their passages written
as time goes its way.

Look to the Heavens
and search throughout the white clouds
and you will find peace.

Crossroads are driven
while walking steps at a time
with true faith and hope.

Starry nights shadows
make sounds to become scary.
Much is in our minds.

Knocking at windows
are the flavors of beauty
waiting to be seen.

Glancing real quickly
you may miss the true beauty
of what that is there.

Clinging to past life
might prevent any goodness
within you today.

Open up your eyes
and search for what that is good.
Closed eyes cannot see.

Informative times
come in forms of our past days
with our good and bad.

Without yesterday
today and tomorrow fade,
for they have no place.

In just a minute
time will have gathered up speed
and went an hour.

When you are worried
let your heart become mellow
with thoughts of Jesus.

The lines on a face
track sadness and happiness
with every design.

Sordid scenery
is the makings of many
that just do not care.

Candles in the wind
will flicker as they're burning
while showing the breeze.

Essence of beauty
is not what we each put on,
but what lives inside.

Knowledge is trouble
when it's just but a little
and not used wisely.

Heard is an echo
of a voice that has shouted.
It may be what's seen.

A mere slice of life
in the wrong persons makings
can become a storm.

Plant now a good deed.
Let Jesus to nourish it
and good will be done.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

YoVille Haiku

Fun is wonderful
except when it takes away
due to its high cost.

Trotting down pathways
a horse sees where to travel,
yet often goes astray.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21,  2009

A little fragrance
becomes its best when inhaled
by ones who notice.

Time may just linger
as the dust from a mishap
slowly fades away.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22,  2009

The weather changes
what views we will encounter
and what things we'll do.

A list of people
on a piece of white paper
might become just that.

Jumping to moments
leaves a few without notice
that you might have loved.

A sequential time
in the dust of emotion
may fall on deaf ears.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24,  2009

Left on a Monday
might be wrong on a Tuesday
so make sure you're right.

Long awaited journey's
are what that motivate us
to get us to now.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2009

Today is a quest,
to search for our tomorrow
through every minute.

Slices of a pizza
can be used to describe life.
It might be hamburger!

Hehehehe,  yep,

  Weird is this person
who gives haiku every day
for just a mere coin.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2009

God bless from Bill and Judy.

http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My new site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on UTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill :)

P.S.  If by chance you are having
trouble finding the videos on my UTube
then let me know and I will send you the
direct link to them each one :)

God bless

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