ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a sad few days around here.  My
loving wife has been spending a few days
up north joined with her sisters and oldest
brother as they each spend as much time
with their mom as they were able.  Judy’s
mom passed away a few hours ago and she
is now with her husband Clyde that passed
many years before.  On a good note now
they can meet my dad and see all that have
gone before them and greet those that are
coming as time marks their journey.  So,
now onto a hopefully happier note.  Judy
came home this morning and me and the
boys were joyfully surprised.  The snow
is finally melting of course at a rather slow
rate.  There were flash flood warnings for
yesterday in the areas up north from us
at the Washburn bridge due to an ice jam.
Judy said she heard about it,  but when
they come home they take a road that is
off to the side of it.  That had all passed
by the time they decided to come home
this morning.  We’re now seeing a lot of
the ground exposed that once was covered
with snow 🙂  As I’ve said many times,  I
love snow,  but even I get tired of it after
4 or 5 months of it LOL.  That being it
starts melting and refreezing turning into
slabs of ice that are not so pretty and not
so easy to walk on.  Many times I have
to put my cleats on my shoes just to go
and check the mail.  LOL our neighbor
was out yesterday (Saturday) with his
lil gocart playing around on the ice and
snow out in the field in front of our house.
I took a few pictures of him and may use
1 or 2 of them for a poetry picture 🙂
Yesterday I finally worked on my book
7 and got it converted into PDF.  I picked
out some good pictures for the front cover
and the thank you page.  Of course the
front cover picture will also be used for
the inner dedication page.  So I’ve got it
ready to upload to the createspace site
and get started on publishing the book.
I might do that some time this week 🙂
I’ve already gotten started on book 8
with 34 poetry pictures LOL.  Only 126
more and I’ll be ready to start converting.
Hehehehehe,  when Judy talked me into
publishing a book of my poetry pictures,
I never thought I would be doing this
many books LOL.  I thought maybe 1 or
2 at the most maybe 3 Hahaha.  It seems
I have a knack for these things and of
course writing poetry 🙂  So what else is
going on around here?  Well Judy is
going to go to her sister’s and join her
other siblings for a wake in honor her
mom.  Me and the boys will wait here
and I might write a little.  There’s not
much else going on around here.  It’s
going to be a week of realization as my
loving wife has what I had when I lost
my dad,  such as a few periods of crying
and sadness.  Although,  Judy knows
that her mom is in a better place now
and is no longer hurting and unable to
walk or see.  She has been made whole
and is joined by her husband,  family
and friends.  Thank You God for all
that You do in giving us a breath of
peace as this life ends.  For this is but
only a blink of an eye as we walk upon
the Earth in our fleshly bodies.  There
are far greater things awaiting when we
reach the end of the road here.  Thank
You God.  Now I believe I need to be
taking a little trip back through all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find a
good word or phrase that I can use for
the title for today’s brand new poem.
So it’s away I go to that place of my
recollection that I always like to call,
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may
have found a decent title just 2 thirds
of a way back and now after checking
I see that it has not been used,  so used
it shall be.  Here goes…

Once Was Covered

Life times discovered
we might fall prey
to times remembered
of a so dismal day.
Troubles may of seemed
to begin their quest
putting our lifestyles
to a gruesome test.
When once covered
with portions of hell
we might remember
a story to tell.
A story of a moment
that we now recall,
a time when angels
answered our call.
Yesterdays doorways
opened real wide
allowing the future
to then coincide.
For when once covered
with troublesome views
God gave us blessings
with choices to choose.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 22,  2018

OK so it might not be the greatest poem,
but hopefully you liked it a little bit LOL.
Anyways,  maybe my rambling kept you
entertained.  Please keep my wife and her
family in your prayers.  I know how hard
it is to lose a parent.  Judy just left with
her sister for the wake with the rest of
her sisters.  So it will be just me and the
boys again.  This week though, we should
slowly get back into our rhythm of life 🙂
Benny and Rocky can sense something is
wrong.  They were good boys while Judy
was gone of course other than barking at
every noise they heard thinking Judy was
home LOL.  But I can’t really blame them.
That’s pretty much the way I was, but on
a much lower scale LOL.  Anyways,  it
looks as though it is time for me to be
telling you what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yep,  10 poems with 2 extras
and 2 of them are Christmas poems 🙂
Also I once again write 22 haiku for all
of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now with that said,  I reckon it is
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a wonderful weekend or what
that is left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  OK,  so I wonder where that
silly off switch has chosen to hide this
week?  Hmm,  I don’t remember putting
my aspirin bottle on the 2nd shelf of my
desk.  LOL I see ya hiding behind it LOL.
Why the heck did you move it?  Oh,  you
thought the aspirin was in the wrong spot.
Hahaha it was,  but I knew I didn’t move
it.  Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Scenes Of Spring

Children playing
riding through
bikes of life
a distant view.
As a doorway
opens wide
scenes of spring
come inside.
Such as patterns
young and old
scenes of spring
are stories told.
Some as photos
time records
as the blessings
life’s rewards.
Look beyond it
and see true
scenes of spring
of thereunto.
As a window
life displays
scenes of spring
the greatest days.
Now look on
and see the sights
scenes of spring
days and nights.
Allow your eyes
to see everything
the light of life
scenes of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2018

Painted Life

Seeming painted
life surrounds
wondrous workings
sights and sounds.
A painted life
or so it seems
a moment’s image
just like dreams.
Heaven’s artwork
here on Earth
might seem painted
for its worth.
Time’s a blessing
life instills
found to glisten
trees and hills.
The earth is painted
season’s sun
from day to night
as rivers run.
All sorts of scenes
then come in view
to display times
for me and you.
The hands of a clock
can’t hold the past
the painted life
that shadows cast.
For in the journey
we might gaze
at a painted life
of distant days.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2018

Sounds Of Words

Silence gathers
time displays
sounds of words
in many ways.
Scenes as water
glistening true
sounds of words
in wondrous hue.
Each with value
time entails
sounds of words
that never fails.
In the silence
time moves on
sounds of words
are never gone.
They might hide
within a gaze
sounds of words
a certain phase.
A scenic glance
of thereunto
sounds of words
can come in view.
As the moments
gather time
sounds of words
are so divine.
Most surely as
a canoe drifts on
sounds of words
will sing a song.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18,  2018

Road Of Time

We might find
a time and place
a road of time
to then embrace.
It might end with
wondrous views
scenes we see
that times infuse.
A shack may be
within your sight
a road of time
that you delight.
A heavenly scene
from God above
that brings to life
an essence of love.
We may discover
the greatest find
that came alive
a road of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18,  2018

Timeless True

The slight of time
begins its view
with that of life
a timeless hue.
Autumn’s colors
begin their voyage
colors changing
taking charge.
Minutes passing
becoming days
so timeless true
and within phase.
Eyes of seekers
search for a sight
deep within
a day and night.
Timeless true
the season shines
colors changing
their designs.
Glistening waters
reflect the scenes
times remembered
wondrous dreams.
Autumn’s window
opens real wide
allowing moments
to come inside.
It is God’s beauty
a wondrous view
essence of Heaven
timeless true.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18,  2018

Memorized Spring

As time begins
it finds its place
a season’s life
a time’s embrace.
Life’s memories
of certain times
there is a scene
of wonderful finds.
Memorized spring
a certain phase
filled with minutes
for ones to gaze.
Springtime wonders
a picturesque view
seen as a moment
a time come true.
Heavenly blessings
of a smiling face
memorized spring
is time to embrace.
Scented with sights
a seasonal scene
this is found in
memorized spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 19,  2018

Awaiting To Cross

Paths to Christmas
remembered so well
become as a story
so timeless to tell.
Lines are created
as ones seek to cross
awaiting anticipating
that snowy white frost.
Seeming as a drawing
Christmas enhanced
awaiting to cross then
is their own romance.
Timelessly striving
to begin their stride
awaiting to cross
their wintertime ride.
We might envision
the sights that they see
as a timeless venture
through their history.
Christmas is displayed
as stories of white
found as a venture
that many delight.
Snowmobiles gather
to begin their quest
while we’re watching
as they are at rest.
Their motors churning
in white snowy sauce
are found anticipating
awaiting to cross.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 19,  2018

Reflected Dreams

Deepened emotions
found within time
become the artwork
found in the mind.
Scenes as reflections
we find as we sleep
become our blessings
so timeless to keep.
For when we’re sad
and nightmares arrive
dreams can begin
and help us survive.
Life’s full of mysteries
that minutes display
often as a dreamer
kneels down to pray.
Don’t let the sadness
be all that you see,
for there is hopeful
in a prayerful degree.
Found as reflections
our memories of old
can be the blessings
that God has foretold.
Using your memories
you can smile again
finding the best days
with good to begin.
Using your lessons
of passed days scenes
can be the blessings
as reflected dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 19,  2018

Lost In Fantasy

Thriving on moments
life moves along
lost in whirlwind
of right and of wrong.
Seasons of grandeur
become as a scene
mountains displaying
a magical dream.
When lost in fantasy
time can stand still
seeming as a turnstile
an unrolling wheel.
Magically appearing
are flavors of time
seasons we remember
that were so divine.
We might encounter
a moment so sad
a memory recorded
you now wish you had.
Yet as a reflection
you can look inside
and find all the lessons
to now be applied.
Times thought fantasy
might become hell
a dream of a scene
that did not work well.
Look for the beauty
of lives poetry
times that were once
lost in fantasy.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2018

Crashing Thoughts

Waves of life
that times expose
crash ashore
with what we chose.
Times we found
to be our gaze
might have changed
their will and ways.
Crashing thoughts
of when and where
can become as
another flair.
Then recalls those
different hues
crashing thoughts
we sought to choose.
Yet as time frames
change their place
moments might just
lose their face.
Becoming scenes
we don’t remember
as their time’s
a weakened ember.
Burning dimmer
than yesterdays
an ocean of life
another gaze.
Crashing thoughts
an ocean’s style
can be enhanced
into a smile.
For as we struggle
with waves of time
we grow wiser
within the mind.
And so the scenes
we thought we lost
can grow again as
crashing thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2018

Hidden Meadow

Silent pages
turn with style
often hidden
for a while.
Hidden meadow
comes in view
as pages turn
from old to new.
Silent stages
become found
when we take
a look around.
Minutes passing
become gazed
in our eyesight
so amazed.
In the silence
ones might view
hidden meadow
fresh and new.
Viewing closely
you might find
a river flowing
peace of mind.
Then the trees
might display
autumn’s colors
in a way.
Hidden meadow
comes alive
in a dreamer’s
sleepy eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2018

Times That Pass

Seasons greetings
becomes the past
that of Christmas
gone too fast.
So many emotions
come in view
when I think of
Christmas true.
I can still feel it
alive and well
Christmas season
the stories tell.
Even the movies
watched with glee
are the times that
live and breathe
Times that pass
become so missed,
Christmas snow
the season kissed.
It’s a heartbeat
time deploys,
a special time
for girls and boys.
Within my mind
I surely see
the sight of our
own Christmas tree.
This is the view
my shadows cast
Christmas scenes
the times that pass.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2018

Haiku
for Apr 20,  2018

In the summer rain
time begins a new story
written in raindrops.

Deception is change
that many think that they see,
but it’s only them.

Lost within a lie
a liar will dig a hole
deeper in their words.

Seen as illusions
many see magic as fake,
while others see life.

Trying times of life
can become the needed things
in our tomorrows.

Each one of our dreams
is a needed tool of life
maybe just for peace.

Meddling in lives
could create many problems
for what you knew not.

Tomorrows journey
might need some help from today
with rest and planning.

Searching for  a smile
could turn up a few problems
hidden in a smile.

A dusty doorway
reveals that it’s not been used,
so find the reason.

Seeking the unknown
could display all that you’ve known,
but just denied it.

The stains on our lives
might be hidden from our view,
but others see them.

Corn stalks when ready
will stand high above the ground
with food to harvest.

Checking your status
on how that ones think of you
could reveal hatred.

Displayed as rhythms
the motion of a drummer
gives time for a song.

As clouds float above
they provide not only rain,
but a days beauty.

Time is a doorway
that allows seconds to pass
to grow into life.

Misery will grow
as others join together
sharing misery.

The future is ours,
but we often destroy it
with our bad judgment.

Renditions of life
are done by the onlookers
that imitate us.

Now is a moment
that will become the lessons
for our tomorrows.

Living on the edge
can one day cause your demise
as you fall over.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been another off and on wintery week
over here.  Today’s high is supposed to be
30 F,  but right now it’s 27 F at 3:30 P.M.
Not very spring feeling LOL.  The snow is
slowly melting,  but we still have a lot of it.
According to my weather programs,  it’s
supposed to snow a little bit early Monday
morning and the transition into a wintry
mix in the afternoon LOL.  Yep,  it’s our
April weather hehehe.  It’s a little bipolar
or schizophrenic LOL.  I will though be
glad when springtime finally kicks in gear
and this snow is gone.  I love snow,  but
after about 4 or 5 months of it,  I’m ready
for something other than white hehehe 🙂
I am hoping that our landlord gets the
roof leak fixed on the porch before the
heavy rains begin.  He’s sort of lazy and
puts things off.  Oh well,  I reckon we’ll
survive.  We’ve been through worse LOL.
Judy has been busy rewriting her very
first book,  fixing typo’s and designing
a new cover photo for it getting it ready
for republication.  As I said last week,
the company went out of business that
was publishing it in the beginning.  So,
she is getting it ready to put it back on
the market.  I love Judy’s writing.  She’s
my favorite writer 🙂  So,  she has been
hard at work with her book.  I’ve been
busy writing more poetry pictures,  but I
haven’t yet begun reformatting my poems
for book 7 to get it published hehehe.  I
am sure I will soon.  🙂 Maybe sometime
this week.  Anyways,  I’m sure it will be
done soon.  I guess the reason I hesitate
is because it is so much of a headache to
do all the reformatting turning them into
PDF and all LOL.  It wears out my one
good eye 😉  We’ve gotta do all the work
ourselves being we can’t afford to pay
anybody to do it.  No matter,  we can do
it 🙂  So, what else is going on around the
Pearce’s Place?  Hmm,  good question.
We went up to Presque Isle Tuesday for
Judy’s doctor appointment to get some
cortisone shots in her knees.  While she
was in the doctors office I walked around
and took pictures of the ducks down at
the pond near the office.  LOL a couple
of the ducks began following me all over
the place.  We stopped and got us some
Tacobell tacos and KFC chicken on the
way home.  We don’t have those places
in Houlton.  Nope,  we don’t have much
of a choice.  Of course we live 8 miles
out of Houlton in a tiny little town called
New Limerick,  so we only get take out
once in a while.  So what else have we
done?  Well,  we gave the boys haircuts.
Poor little Rocky could barely see due
to all the hair in front of his eyes LOL.
Benny’s was not as bad,  but it would of
been if we hadn’t of cut it soon.  So,  the
boys have been trimmed.  They still hate
having their paws messed with,  but we
are hoping that after a few haircuts,  that
they’ll get used to it as well as us cutting
their underbelly hair.  Judy managed to
get their toenails clipped.  That’s about
it for the excitement in this place hehehe.
God has been good to us and watched
over us allowing only what we need to
happen in our lives as well as a few of
our wants 🙂  God is good.  Thank You
God for protecting us and watching over
us as well as sending angels to look after
us.  We feel most surely blessed.  Now,
I reckon it’s time for me to take a little
trip back through all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a good word or
phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  So it’s away
I go to that place of my recollection
that I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I may have found a
decent title real near the beginning of
my rambling 🙂 and after checking,  I
see that it has not been used as of yet,
so used it shall be.  Here goes…

Rewriting

Time is but a sector
of a personal view
that many continue
to do as they do.
Yet many actors
in time frames of life
rewrite their stories
to try to end strife.
Rewriting lifetimes
needs futures gaze
found in a moment
of much better days.
Allowing the lessons
of yesterday’s views
to be as the teachers
of life to infuse.
For if you continue
your own daily course
you might just end with
a bit of remorse,
but by rewriting
you might also find
a much worse scenario
for your point and time.
So let the rewriting
be done with a clue
of what that is better
for you then to do.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2018

Well,  there ya go.  I hope it makes sense
to you.  If not,  then oh well hehehehehe.
I also hope that you enjoyed my rambling.
Yes,  I know I tend to drift from one topic
to another LOL.  My old brain tends to
do that.  I never have a clue about what I
will write about until I start writing and
then even I’m surprised LOL.  Now to see
if I have forgotten to tell you anything 🙂
Nope,  can’t think of anything that you
would be interested in hehehe.  Judy and
I are quite boring hehehe.  Anyways,  it
looks as though it’s time for me to tell you
what I tell you every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
10 more poems with 1 extra and 2 of the
poems are Christmas related.  I also wrote
22 more haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a wonderful weekend or what
that’s left of it and a blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Ok,  now where is that ornery off switch
trying to hide this week?  Hmm,  where
can it be?  Oh,  I think I see movement
from behind the Mountain Dew that Judy
just brought me.  Yep,  I see ya.  LOL was
the can a bit cold?  I guess that’s why you
moved away from it hehehehe.  Brrrrrrr.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

Daylight’s Embrace

As morning comes
it brings a glimpse
with day’s sunrise
and things to sense.
An ocean breeze
and walk of time
daylight’s embrace
within the mind.
The waves of life
in certain sights
begin their journey
days and nights.
Just like a page
from a timeless book
daylight’s embrace
is another look.
It brings the senses
alive for a dream
daylight’s embrace
a magical scene.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 9,  2018

Faded White

Months are gone
as memories
Christmas essence
snow of seas.
Winter’s turnstiles
come to play
faded white
from day to day.
The winter winds
blow on through
playing games
like peekaboo.
Hiding journeys
behind each scene
faded moments
winter’s bring.
Some as doorways
there and back
found at nighttime
faded black.
Yet some displays
come in view
with a Christmas
winter’s hue.
Life then beckons
with a wave
the signs of life
on coldest days.
The seasons show
the greatest sight
sometimes seen as
faded white.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2018

Time’s Serenity

As we strive
with oars of days
we might encounter
timeless waves.
Some as struggles
seeming to be
the hardest things
for you and me.
Time’s serenity
will fall in place
when we seek
a better taste.
The taste of love
and life of times
that can be found
within our minds.
Sometimes ripples
will seem to grow
and leave but only
fear and woe,
but the moments
can bring peace
time’s serenity
moments release.
Just as seasons
show their path
time’s serenity
will then cast.
Scented as seconds
found then to be
a breath of air
as time’s serenity.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2018

Certain Tracks

Times we’ve lived
to gathered speed
certain tracks
would then mislead.
Leaving sight
of now and then
certain tracks
might just dead end.
Time is changed
as paths are crossed
certain tracks
would leave us lost.
Finding journeys
to thereunto
certain tracks
are not so true.
Showing but only
their little trail
certain tracks
might end in fail.
Look for the truth
to travel on
certain tracks
from dusk to dawn.
Allow your ventures
to teach you well
certain tracks
of each detail.
Our lives are trains
of future and past
so find the truth on
certain tracks.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2018

Various Eyes

Longing for visions
so many will see
only perceptions
that they wish to be.
Various eyes will
only see sights
some as illusions
the moment delights.
Sometimes their eyes
will only see scenes,
realities time frames
that are just dreams.
Don’t let illusions
to become your life,
for they can so often
stab like a knife.
Look for reality
the bad and the good,
but don’t let moments
be misunderstood.
Challenge viewpoints,
how they’re perceived,
for they might surely
be misconceived.
Life is a journey
in passages of time
as scented memories
a lemon and lime.
You might see bridges
beneath blue skies
that are so different
in various eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2018

Melting River

Winter’s grasp
is letting go
with melting ice
and melting snow.
Rivers flowing
once again
as the ice melts
very thin.
Melting river
comes in view
waters flowing
free and true.
Time’s a doorway
spring to come
with the seasons
warming sun.
Winter’s grasp
is soon to find
melting river
change of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2018

Shallow Waters

Striving through
to different minds
we often carry
other times.
Some as shadows
days gone by
shallow waters
that went dry.
So many questions
fall in place
as we’re wading
face to face.
Often our journeys
bring us down
shallow waters
that we drown.
Seek for footings
to carry on
through the waters
right and wrong.
The shallow waters
times entail
can become a
ship at sail.
Seen as a moment
that came true
found as a dream
that lives in you.
Scenes discovered
distant days
in shallow waters
different phase.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2018

Plowing Through

Winter’s memoir
written in white
becomes a story
times delight.
A snowmobiler
plowing through
snow of white
within my view.
A scenic wonder
found in snow
winter’s threshold
Christmas glow.
Mere memories
of distant days
as a joyful
time displays.
Seeming scented
Christmastime
plowing through
a time divine.
As reflection’s
snow of white
it is written
a timeless sight.
A sight of winter’s
Christmas cheer
in flakes of white
a time of year.
We might find
in me and you
a blessed moment
plowing through.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2018

Essence Of Spring

A dancing child
the midst of spring
becomes a sight
as angels sing.
The essence reveals
a brand new day
a time divine
of April and May.
Just like a page
from a story book
essence of spring
gives another look.
A sight of passion
as flowers grow
that once was seen
with winters snow.
So many moments
become so real
the sweetest aroma
and time to feel.
Essence of spring
is that of a heart
beating as trueness
a work of art.
A little child dances
to show her love
for blades of grass
from Heaven above.
It’s as a story
that’s written to sing
portioned with love
essence of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2018

The Ripples

We are the ripples
in waters of time
many a heartbeat
rhythm and rhyme.
Seen as a second
some just walk on by
leaving our ripples
to just wonder why.
Many are reflections
of now and again
found as the ripples
to end and begin.
Yet as a beacon
our ripples become
sights that are seen
as life’s beating drum.
Showing our visions
some too dim to see
only as fragments
of our true reality.
We are the ripples
in waters of life
sometimes revealed
as filled full of strife.
So take the waters
that’s poured on you
and make it better
in the things you do.
Seek to be stronger
as you kneel to pray,
for we are the ripples
of day after day.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2018

Autumn Infused

We’re as autumn
colors of time
displayed together
inside each mind.
The outer level
is just but a scent
lifestyles portrayals
and their intent.
Our skin is seen
as the color we are
timeless discovered
from near to afar.
Yet we’re alike
more ways than one
as autumn infused
in each day begun.
Life is but a story
a time frame to read
as autumns colors
are planted as seed.
We are the morsels
of true living wine
began as a moment
from Lord God divine.
Yet many try to
act as they’re better
seasoned with hatred
and hearts as leather.
Lose all the colors
and being abused.
Find the connections
as autumn infused.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2018

Haiku
for Apr 14,  2018

Looking for the truth
might uncover many lies
that you accepted.

Love is a moment
that surpasses many sights
due to illusions.

We are tomatoes
that are waiting to ripen
and find our purpose.

Beyond our limits
are motivators of life
that bring us further.

A shared perception
can become as a friendship
or as a battle.

Trivial moments
are often seen much larger
as we’re viewing them.

Many see winter
as a cold desolate time
and others see snow.

Life as a rose bud
blooms as a new horizon
from winter to spring.

Our journeys begin
as we breathe in our first breath
and open our eyes.

Looking beyond now
can lose sight of the moments
and how they’re gathered.

Illumination
might be our shadows dancing
showing who we are.

Springtime’s perception
is often but just a flower,
but yet it’s much more.

Various people
in many situations
might become as one.

The hearts of liars
are often filled with hatred
of what that is true.

Challenging someone
can often show your weakness
found within your pride.

Summer’s sun awaits
as springtime concludes its phase
leaving memories.

Life is but a time
that we count by the moments
that turns into years.

Our situations
are brought by many choices
which are right and wrong.

Lost in illusions
the truth can become hidden
beneath our shadows.

Counting the minutes
only slows down the seconds
to where time stands still.

Teaching a student
needs you first to understand
who you are teaching.

Pointless is anger
when without healthy resolve
to find the answers.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14, 2018

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One of my friends sites below
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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Well it’s looking like we might one day
see spring LOL,  Though it did snow a
little Friday and Saturday hehehe.  But
today’s high is 35 F degrees.  Tomorrow
looks to be about the same,  but the rest
of the week is supposed to be in the 40’s.
So,  the snow should be melted away in
a week or so at that rate LOL.  Unless
it starts snowing again,  which has been
known to happen in the past 🙂  Oh well.
I’m sure spring will get here when it gets
here.  Though it might be summertime
by the time it does get here Hahahaha.
Yep,  gotta love snow or at least like it
a bit to live up here LOL.  Though,  even
I have grown tired of it after about the
4th month of it or so hehehe.  I’m sure
that after a month or so of summer,
I’ll be ready for that lovely white stuff
once again.  So,  time for next topic 🙂
Judy and I have been fairly idle around
here the last few days aside from her
playing taxicab giving our grandsons
girlfriend a ride to work and picking
her up when she’s done and ready to
go home.  Their car died and they are
trying to buy a new one or should I say
new to them 🙂  They should have one
soon.  In the mean time,  we’ll do as
we have.  There’s not much going on
here at the Pearce’s Place.  Judy has
done some more awesome paintings
and I’ve been busy writing,  creating
more poetry pictures.   Tuesday when
we went grocery shopping we decided
to buy us some Pizza Hut pizzas so we
didn’t have to cook dinner.  Actually it
made it so we didn’t have cook dinner
for 3 days LOL.  We both got a medium
pizza.  2 pieces each for dinner.  LOL,
yes I know,  lazy,  but we love pizza 🙂
We recorded Trading Spaces yesterday
so that we can watch it today.  Oh and
Deadliest Catch is coming on tomorrow.
We might have to record it being we’ve
got other programs we love to watch
as well,  but that’s what the DVR is for.
We’re going to give our boys a haircut
Wednesday or that’s what’s planned 🙂
Rocky’s eyes are hidden somewhere
under all that hair LOL.  I don’t see
how he can see,  but then sheep dogs
do it all the time hehehe.  Have you
ever watched the cartoon of the wolf
or coyote and the sheep dog Hahaha?
Anyways,  Judy and I love to watch
the Looney Tunes and Tom and Jerry.
Yep,  we’re old,  but young at heart 🙂
We ain’t dead in other words hehehe.
I just looked outside and I’m regretting
doing so LOL.  Now I am snow blind.
OK,  my eyesight is slowly coming back.
Sheesh,  it’s bright!  At night when the
moon is shining bright it reflects off of
the snow and makes it almost look like
daytime LOL.  That of course is on
those small occasions that there are no
clouds in the sky which are very few 🙂
I’m sure that after we trim the boys
hair,  they’ll be doing a lot of squinting
when they go outside to go potty LOL.
Yep,  there’s not much going on around
the Pearce’s Place.  I might sometime
in the next few days begin working on
publishing my newest book volume 7.
LOL I’ve already begun writing for
volume 8 🙂  Maybe 1 day or another,
my books will begin selling,  but in the
mean time I’ll continue writing being
it’s what I enjoy doing.  If it were not
for photography and poetry,  I would
go freaking nuts LOL.  They’re a big
part of what keeps my head straight.
Yes,  Judy and the boys help as well,
but I always need something to do with
my over active thinking patterns that
often kick into high gear and start to
burn up the track LOL.  I counted my
poetry pictures yesterday and I have
written over 1100 of them in the last
couple of years.  I never dreamed of
writing more than maybe a 100 or so.
Although it looks as though I may not
be at end for a long while.  Many more
to write 🙂  God has blessed me with
this gift of writing and so I’ll continue
as long as I’m able.  It seems that each
time I write,  I am relieved of a little
stress.  I am thankful for God putting
Judy in my life,  for she has helped me
to see a whole new life beyond anything
of which I had known.  God has also
put my daughter and Judy’s daughters
in my life and they have shown me love
and compassion.  Plus all our grand kids
have woven in a joy that makes growing
old a blessing.  Thank You God for all
that You do for Judy and I,  as well as
our family and friends.  Now I reckon
it’s time for me to be looking back on
all that I’ve written to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem.
So it’s away I go to that lil place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe I may
have found a decent title just a few lines
back and now after checking I see that
it has not been used as of yet,  so used
it shall be.  Here goes…

Life Beyond

Now’s a doorway
with lock and key
to open up one day
or to let it be.
For our life beyond
on yet another day
might be the answers
for something we pray.
Seen through windows
some life’s might seem
that of a much better
timeless dream,
but yet it’s perception
and how we perceive
anothers life beyond
a web they weave.
So let all the minutes
within your own way
become life beyond
the best you can pray.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 8,  2018

There ya go.  LOL it might not make a
lick of sense to you,  but it does to me 🙂
So, if you don’t understand it,  I’m sorry.
Anyways,  I hope you enjoyed all of my
rambling and maybe even the poem even
if you didn’t understand it Hahahahaha.
Judy is now busy redoing one of her books
getting ready to republish.  The people
that were publishing it before went out of
business.  So Judy has a couple of books
to redo and republish.  I know she’s happy
to be able to put these books back on the
market.  That should keep her busy for
a long while 🙂  I’m so very proud of her.
Writing is something that brought her
and I together back in April 1st of 2001
and we have found tons of other things
that we have in common.  Yea,  we do
have our bad days,  but we all have our
share of bad days.  Actually it’s the bad
days that make the better days to shine.
Before I get into rambling mode again
I guess I need to tell you what I tell you
every week and that is I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems with 4 extras and 2 of the poems
are Christmas poems.  I also wrote 22
more haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2
of either or both that you like.  Now,
to find that confounded off switch that
is the worst at hide and seek hehehehe,
but not before I wish you a wonderful
weekend or whatever’s left of it and a
truly blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  OK so,
where is that ornery off switch hiding
this time?   Hmmmm.  searching high
and low.  Aha,  I see ya hiding behind
the doggie hair brush.  You might want
to look for something that is not lying
down flat to hide behind next hehehehe.
The wire bristles hardly hid you from
view.  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
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and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Then At Peace

An apple of time
with core of seeds
gives many blessings
filling our needs.
Seen in a moment
painted with love
is then at peace
a time from above.
Scented with flavors
a momentous find,
points to remember
of a wonderful time.
As birds fly away
and moments cease
an apple is tasted
when then at peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2018

Journeys Through

A beaten path
of timeless toil
begins its groove
in moments soil.
Journeys through
summer to fall
we might uncover
a moment so tall.
Breath of life
and scenic ways,
journeys through
give much to gaze.
Though so many
may close their eyes
to the beauty
of autumns skies.
Seamless scenes
become our views
as ongoing times
that minutes infuse.
Providing a sight
of moments peace
as we discover
each turning leaf.
Journeys through
on a gravel mile
on a country road
with a little smile.
Time can be victor
with a wondrous hue
blessings united
journeys through.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2018

Dream Of Spring

As winter ends
and leaves its place
a certain scene
then shows its face.
Flowers blooming
weeds then too
become colors
springtime hue.
A dream of spring
becomes a glance
a time and place
of life’s romance.
As birds unite
to sing their songs
a dream of spring
becomes so strong.
It then beacons
sights and sounds
dreamers essence
time abounds.
A dream of spring
then becomes true
as the flowers
come in view.
Seeming as magic
that comes alive
a dream of spring
before my eyes.
Yet this moment
is just a scene
found in winter
a dream of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2018

Water Pours

Life’s a faucet
pouring so true
the likes of me
and likes of you.
We might so often
just misconceive
how we’re pouring
you and me.
Water pours
as wine of gold
like you and I
from young to old.
Seasons faucets
become alive
as water pours
into our eyes.
Life’s a doorway
a faucet in time
as water pours out
our design.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 3,  2018

Distant Skies

Winter’s white
with skies of blue
becomes scenes
a Christmas view.
A blue horizon
falls in place
bringing patterns
clouds of lace.
Seeming sewed in
clouds become
distant skies
of evenings sun.
Joyful blessings
come and go
as the patterns
keep their flow.
Forming scenes
from day to night
distant skies
set time in flight.
Fluffy clouds
become a dream
as we look on
all we’ve seen.
Life’s a blessing
sometimes hidden
in the moments
God has given.
Christmas hues
of distant skies
can find home
within our eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2018

Autumn’s Bliss

Memories passion
scented designs
displays autumn
as magical times.
Blissful emotions
painted in place
leaves as a pattern
with a colorful face.
Time then awakens
as leaves fall down
into autumn’s bliss
as seen all around.
Life then is scenic
as minutes tick on
within all the colors
there then and gone.
Leaving just a trace
of a season’s kiss,
this is what’s known
as autumn’s bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2018

This Little Doggie

This dog of ours
he loves the snow
to run and play
both high and low.
He often finds
the highest place
in snow of white
to then embrace.
This little doggie
just loves the scene
as snow of white
his favorite dream.
For when it melts
and gone from view
this little doggie
will seek anew.
Then when winter
returns its sight
and brings the view
of snow of white
this little doggie
will give a big smile
and run in the snow
and jump in a pile.
Smiling so brightly
as times before
this little doggie
will play some more.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2018

Illusions

Sometimes a moment
has hidden within
many illusions
and a time to begin.
Maybe a mountain
or a distant foot hill
displays illusions
of a time to fulfill.
Looking in deeply
might then display
a moment, a minute,
a magical way,
Seen as a rhythm
that times interweave
lacing them together
for time to deceive.
The clouds may form
to hide from you
the illusions of life
in a fantastic view.
We might not perceive
what minutes portray
for what that’s illusion
might be a bit gray.
Hidden from our eyes
and a feeling to feel
we might find a sight
that’s not really real.
Look for the trueness
in all that is there,
see through illusions
the answers to prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2018

Shadows Of Fall

A glimpse into time
with a heartbeat’s eyes
becomes a doorway
a time in disguise.
Shadows of the mind
created by a thought
display the moments
that cannot be bought.
The shadows of fall
of a subsequent view
found behind summer
becomes as anew.
Even through winter
the memories exist,
as shadows of fall
in a leaf turning mist.
Scented with flavors
of colorful leaves,
time begins painting
what eyesight perceives.
Some leaves are red
and some then are gold
that now are shadows
of autumns of old.
Winter might display
some snow fluffy white,
as memories of fall
are still within sight.
Maybe just a memory
that lives within you
as shadows of fall
that wonderful view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2018

The Crossing

Minds may discover
a life that’s seen
timeless minutes
maybe a dream.
Within the crossing
of tracks of time
life might display
a moment’s mind.
The scenes may go
to there and back
at the crossing
of a railroad track.
It might be found
a Christmas sight,
a page from a book
of day and night.
Within the crossing
a pathway’s laid
scented of Christmas
as life’s marmalade.
Hold to the beauty
of the sights you see
found at the crossing
of history.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2018

Momentary Emotions

Embraced by waves
of life and times
we might perceive
some fathomless finds.
Lost in the depth
of a momentous sight
an emotional scene
of wrong and right.
God filled times
of there and then
found momentary
as the days begin.
Blowing up masses
as waves of style
some with a frown,
some with a smile.
Listing in the waves
a ship might sail
as a breath of life
and story to tell.
It all comes alive
as scenes will grow
bringing into view
what times bestow.
Some as a lesson
to teach what’s right
and some as answers
that waves ignite.
These are the ventures
in our daily oceans
found as our turnstiles
momentary emotions.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2018

Faraway Places

A distant time
and distant view
becomes alive
in me and you.
As we search
within our minds
the distant days
a moment finds.
Faraway places
that time reveals
becomes our view
in windowsills.
A distant dream
you found inside
life and times
that never died.
They live on
within your heart
faraway places
times impart.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2018

Distant Dreams

Passing views
that life’s displayed
become the times
life’s lemonade.
Those distant dreams
that times release
can find the times
a moment’s peace.
Just like the days
that passed us by,
the future comes
to say goodbye.
Those distant dreams
become our past
with hearts alive
that shadows cast.
The scene might die
for a moments view,
but then one day
we might pursue.
Those distant dreams
might live again
just like a kite
in evenings wind.
Flying briskly
in winds of time
our distant dreams
we’ll surely find.
Those distant dreams
will then become
a timeless scene
a setting sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2018

Coral Skies

We’re the wind
in evenings breath
a time and place
of more or less.
We strive to find
a view to see,
a sight of times
for you and me.
Maybe a scenic
view up above
of coral skies
and full of love.
The wind may blow
a certain array
as leaves of time
from day to day.
Yet we are often
seeking to find
some skies of blue
from time to time.
But as minutes
gather their speed
we might get
what all we need.
Some scenes begin
with more or less
north and south
or east and west.
Yet for a moment
to fill our eyes
we might discover
some coral skies.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2018

Haiku
for Apr 7,  2018

Lost in perception
many will see what they want
and it’s just a dream.

Springtime’s persuasion
comes as grasses filled with weeds
that look like flowers.

Without the sunshine
the rain does the plants no good,
for they need them both.

Chances that we make
become lessons or burdens
that time shows the truth.

Seconds are something
that many will sit and count,
before getting up.

Need is confusion
that is often just our wants
piled in a dream.

Reviewing the past
we might see things that we missed
that were hurried through.

Some relationships
are often misconceptions
that weren’t meant to be.

Challenges of life
can often show weaknesses
and how we’re to grow.

Through our life’s window
we can view each perspective
and choose directions.

Modernized doorways
can become mere confusion
losing what we need.

Daffodils grow wild
while they’re disguised as flowers
in a sheep’s clothing.

Plagued by ignorance
many choose stupidity,
as their own excuse.

Time is just a scene
that waits for its daily cue
to display what’s there.

A mere bumblebee
does more than many will do
within a life time.

Looking at shadows
you might find portions of life
that look like yourself.

Beyond a dream world
there might be a moment found
that could be nightmares.

The truth of our life
is often hidden from view,
but seen in mirrors.

Reflecting on spring
it gives a glance through winter
that’s seen as snow melts.

In just a moment
a second can pass us by
showing our regrets.

Hate is just a word
that many use for answers
instead of the truth.

Misleading ventures
can land us in much trouble
so take heed your stride.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 7,  2018

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
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Pearce’s Poetry Picture 5
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and if you want to buy them all
or maybe the kindle versions,  you can
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My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
http://www.amazon.com/Judy-Pearce/e/B00N5CW382
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
http://www.drawingart.net
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My Animal’s Greetings 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 YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends
&
Happy Easter

Judy and I are planning a quiet day here
at home watching Jesus Christ Superstar
and feeding our faces.  This passed week
has been on a warming trend.  Right now
it’s 45 F degrees at 3 P.M.  Although we’ve
still got a ton of snow and it’s gonna take
a few weeks maybe for it all to melt away.
But,  it will one day be gone and our little
boy Benny will still be outside searching
for a left over patch of snow to sit in LOL.
He does love snow.  Rocky,  not so much.
Rocky is more like Milo used to be.  He
prefers to be inside no matter the weather.
It can be the most beautiful day outside
and he’ll be found barking at the front
door saying let me in LOL.  Benny will
come back in when he is finally tired of
being outside or when either Judy or I
go and holler,  Benny get your booty in
here and he’ll come,  but slowly hehehe.
Even in the snow,  he’ll be out jumping
through the mounds of snow and often
sitting on top of the highest snowbanks.
He’s our snow dog LOL.  Rocky often
follows Benny around like a shadow.  He
is soon to be ready to come back inside
and play with the doggy toys.  Life at
the Pearce’s Place is sometimes a little
entertaining,  but more often it’s as it
is now,  fairly quiet with both of our
boys lying in the floor asleep.  LOL and
Benny snores when he’s sound asleep.
LOL often it sounds like both of the
boys are talking in their sleep hehehe 🙂
Hahaha,  you can almost hear words
or the sounds of words.  It looks as if
we might get some more snow this week
according to my weather programs,  but
not much and being that the weather is
on a warming,  it surely won’t stick on
the roads or our driveway.  It though
will stick on the snow that is still in an
abundance outside right now though.
Oh well,  I have gotten used to it.  We
have lived up here for over 10 years now
and I’ve seen snow even in the month
of May LOL.  So nothing surprises me.
Judy’s making brownies and I’m going
to make chocolate chip cookies after I
get done writing this and get it sent 🙂
Judy got done with the brownies just
a little bit ago and so I just now went
in and set the oven on 375 for when I
get done here and can get started on
the cookies 🙂  Boy the wind is blowing.
Looking outside we can see all of the
trees swaying in the breeze.  Some of
the gust are over 40 MPH.  Yep,  it’s a
windy day,  but it’s a beautiful day 🙂
LOL I told Judy I oughta through a
few unpainted eggs out in the snow
and have the neighbors kids go on a
Easter egg hunt hehehe.  I doubt they
would find them until the snow melted
and then there would be a lot of rotten
eggs hahaha.  🙂 Not the kids,  the eggs.
God is still watching over Judy and I.
He’s allowed everything to happen as
it should and I’m sure He has prevented
the worst from happening to us.  For
that oh Lord,  we thank You.  We are
always thankful for Your unending
love and compassion that You have
given us through Your Son.  We do
have our fair share of problems,  but
for the most part,  we have become
much stronger through the struggles.
Now I believe it’s time for me to take
my little trip back through all that I’ve
written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem.  So
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
a decent title just a few lines back.  Now
to see if I can do anything with it LOL.
Here goes…

We Thank You

Time might seem
to be unglued,
but life is often
misconstrued.
God has ways
of changing times
into much better
daily designs.
We might not see
the changing phase
as minutes pass
within the days,
but surely times
are often changed,
the Hand of God
has rearranged.
Hearts that once
were saddened hue
are found with peace
Lord we thank You.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2018

Well,  there ya go.  I know it’s not all
that great,  but it’s what I felt compelled
to write.  Trust me,  I never know what
I am going to write or how it is going to
come out.  It’s a surprise to me as well.
The boys are still asleep in the floor and
it sounds like they are talking in their
sleep LOL.  They might be having doggy
dreams.  Hahaha Benny’s dream I can
imagine is of him running and playing in
the snow.  Who knows what Rocky is
dreaming of LOL.  He might be having
a dream of eating or playing with all of
the doggy toys.  Maybe even running
and playing with Benny.  In any case,
they are both sound asleep.  Benny is
snoring now hehehe.  So I guess that’s
about all I have for ya aside from the
regular and so I guess it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you every
week and that is,  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems with 2 extras and 2 of them are
Christmas poems.  I also once again
wrote 22 haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  I hope you can find
1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin
my search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you a
most joyful weekend as well as a
Happy Easter and a truly blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Ok so where is
that confounded off switch hiding
this week?  LOL better to the point
where is it dancing at Hahahahaha.
I see ya you little whippersnapper.
How about finding a spot that even
if you cannot stay still,  you can be
hidden LOL.  Hiding behind my
aspirin bottle sort of gave you away
being the bottle was sounding like a
maraca which caused me to look 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Ocean’s Moon

Summer scenes
of sights and times
begin the dreams
within our minds.
An ocean’s moon
might surely show
a sight you see
in evenings glow.
Above the ocean
at end of day
an ocean’s moon
might then display.
Becoming life
to raise the tide
and then allow
the times inside.
A certain phase
becomes a glimpse
as ocean’s moon
becomes intense.
With every sight
of which appears
it describes
the seasons years.
It paves the way
for day’s arrival,
the ocean’s moon
with its survival.
As the minutes
from afternoon
the tide will swell
with ocean’s moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2018

Distant Past

Time might echo
a sight you see,
a distant past
of our history.
Living shadows
come into view
with a distant past
of time so true.
A weathered book
of moments minds
shows the past
for future finds.
We might miss
the view displayed,
a distant past,
life’s lemonade.
Poured so pure
a tasty treat,
the past might be
for eyes to eat.
Allowing the view
to come to be
a great memoir
of history.
The faded scenes
of timeless age
might show signs
the turn of a page.
Each scene found
to somehow last
can give a view
of the distant past.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2018

Bridge Of Water

Inside of a view,
a certain sight
an ocean of scenes
can come to life.
A distant scene
that seems to say
it has the essence
of a wonderful day.
A bridge of water
to glide upon
as ones walking
or skimming along.
We might perceive
this certain sight
as but a scene
from day to night.
It’s the connection
that waves foretell
a bridge of water
for thoughts to sail.
Becoming scenic
these times we see
a bridge of water
might be history.
For ones to sail
or tarry through
as each day comes
and brings a view.
A bridge of water
to stand upon
with help from life
and right or wrong.
We might sink
beneath the waves
but God is there
on top to gaze.
Giving us moments
to find release
a bridge of water
with love and peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 28,  2018

Epiphany

Remembering life
as an Christmas tree
a time so divine
within history.
The seasons move on
and life portrays
Christmas beginnings
from day unto day.
A mere memory
of a distant time
as an epiphany
Christmastime rhyme.
Hearts all glistening
love and compassion
giving of blessings
maybe old fashioned.
Yet as a dreamer
a Christmas desire
ones get a heartbeat
burning as fire.
An epiphany of love
and passing days
that we remember
in wonderful ways.
Some as shadows
of glimmering hues
found within scenes
a moment accrues.
Life is a blessing
so wondrous to see
as that of Christmas
a true epiphany.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 28,  2018

Remembering Fall

Looking back one day
and finding another
I then remember
an autumn with color.
Seeming as a dream
of another fine day
I remember fall
in a magical way.
Revisiting pictures
taken so long ago
I’m remembering fall
as leaves cease to grow.
Creating a turnstile
a doorway of time
I find that autumn
gives a wondrous design.
Seeming as painted
on a canvas of white
the leaves I remember
shine bright in the light.
Becoming the essence
of a glimmering view
colors so awesome
with a magical hue.
Shining in the sunlight
as memoirs of old
I now see photographs
of colors so bold.
That of a memory
which I now recall
while I am sitting here
remembering fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 28,  2018

Mermaid Moon

Glistening nights
of sights to swoon
brings alive time of
a mermaid moon.
Found as a dreamer
seeks out to find
a mermaid moon
to live in their mind.
Maybe as a painting
of a sweet sight to see
scented with portions
of the deep blue sea.
Time is but an echo
of ventures within
as a mermaid moon
then begins to swim.
Found within the waves
in the bright moonlight
a mermaid might rest
in the dark of the night.
Seen by many sailors
with a song to swoon
this is what’s found
in a mermaid moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2018

Streaming Through

Rowing diligently
in ripples and waves
life becomes segments
time’s passing days.
The blue of the water
in a certain time frame
becomes as a instance
of pleasure and pain.
We might discover
some misleading views
while we are reading
the time’s daily news.
Each story we hear
might fill up our minds
when streaming through
to some other designs.
Allow for a moment
of your rowing to begin
learning from the past
to let new within.
Grow on beyond now
to some better displays
while streaming through
all the yesterday’s ways.
Don’t let your struggles
to become all you see.
Look for the lessons
in your own history.
Seek to grow wiser
with each day anew
in the waters of lifetimes
while streaming through.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2018

White Road

Beyond a journey
of a snow filled road
time begins pathways
of which to unload.
Becoming a scenic
view on display
with a white road seen
in a Christmassy way.
When looking deeply
into all of the snow
you might see a sign
of a Christmassy flow.
Scented with snowflakes
and seasons own wine,
flavored as emotions
in a Christmas design.
Some only see it
as a road colored white,
but others that see it
see a Christmas delight.
A time that’s exploding
into such a stage,
actors as snowflakes
of age unto age.
Time is just a format
that minutes tick on.
A white road continues
its wintertime song.
Life begins pathways
of a timeless abode,
the home for memories
upon a white road.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2018

Moments Unheard

Seen through morning,
and a dawning of day
moments might whisper
the words that they say.
Unheard by many
as a boat out to sea,
the minutes tick onwards
to be what they’ll be.
The moments unheard
are as flavors of time
often as a journal
inside of the mind.
Some seeking seconds
allow minutes to pass
not paying attention to
shadows they cast.
So many will often
look the wrong ways
in the moments unheard
and distant displays.
Not seeing the truth
in the patterns they make,
the moments unheard
become an earthquake.
Take heed the lessons
of a wave full of life
and use them for growing
with lesser of strife.
Time can be a joker
and seem to be absurd,
but there is still hopeful
in the moments unheard.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2018

Love Filled

Enhanced by time
and age divine
the stage is set
for things to find.
A little child
a time so mild
becomes the scene
of life compiled.
Two dogs seen
as Heaven’s dream
a time divine
in living stream.
A love filled day
within a way
that’s found with joy
and child at play.
Together they find
a point in time
that brings together
a love filled mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2018

Watercolors

Strokes of time
a painted view
watercolors
wondrous hue.
Scenes become
a sight to see
a time and place
for you and me.
Painted scenes
of many a sight
maybe a swan
within daylight.
Somebody’s view
unlike no others
painted with style
and watercolors.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2018

Just Like Leaves

We’re all connected,
but maybe apart
sometimes a moment
of life’s work of art.
We’re just like leaves
of a destination
growing and falling
within times gestation.
We might perceive
a point of view
that many believe
not the same as you.
As the seasons
become as a mind
they begin painting
a point in time.
Within God’s artwork
a timeless phase
we’re just like leaves
of distant days.
We might not seem
the same as others
a moment in time
our sisters and brothers.
We each were born
to be who we are
as a family of leaves
from near to afar.
But yet we’re connected
as a spider weaves
the bleeding hearts
we’re just like leaves.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2018

Haiku
for Mar 31,  2018

Beyond our viewpoints
are some other perspectives
that might be better.

As we seek answers
we might find many questions
within each answer.

The waves of lifetimes
are often filled with burdens
that help us to grow.

Deep within our eyes
holds a view that is hidden
that some never see.

The life of springtime
divulges flowers to bloom
that slept through winter.

Dreams of a moment
in imaginary views
often ends sadly.

Green grass of summer
becomes a torment of time
to ones that mow it.

As a teardrop falls
it begins a healing phase
to bring ease to pain.

Inside a dreamworld
many lies can come alive
that need remained dreams.

Moving too quickly
you might stumble over time
that gets in the way.

When doors close tightly
it means it’s time to move on
and seek other doors.

Looking for springtime
while winter snow’s still present
might show confusion.

Hiding Easter eggs
in the snow left from winter
needs them all painted.

Trials of time
can often seem redundant
repetitiveness.

Naming your auto
silly names such as The Bomb
can make you lonely.

Looking to the sun
without some eye protection
could leave you sightless.

When throwing snowballs
always pack them up tightly
or they’ll just be flakes.

The ground holds our lives
as a keeper of our hearts
to give rise to food.

Summertime memoirs
are the seasonal moments
we soon wish to pass.

Changes of our views
come from growth of perception
and a change of heart.

Saddened memories
can turn into our future
if we do not learn.

Knowing and belief
are different perspectives
on what we perceive.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been an off and on snowy passed few
days LOL.  Spring seems to be having a
little trouble getting in gear hehehe.  It’s
still white outside.  Yep,  you can go snow
blind just by looking outside LOL.  Today
the sun is shining bright and that makes it
even worse.  Last Monday we went and had
my PC glasses repaired.  It didn’t cost me
a cent thank God.  Also Monday we went
by DOC’s and ordered us a 100 gallons of
number 2 heating fluid and then we went
to Walmart and I bought a bottle of anti
gel for diesels and poured in our tank.  So
we have heating oil to last us to the end of
the winter that’s leftover.  Yep,  we have
leftover snow LOL.  Tons of it.  Friday we
went back to Walmart to buy a few needed
groceries.  Our next door neighbors finally
got their snowmobile running and they’ve
been riding it around in the field in front
of our house.  I took a few pictures and
videos LOL.  Our youngest grandson sent
me a message Saturday asking if he could
come and spend the weekend/night with us
and I said sure,  so Judy had Craft night
last night and Christians mom brought him
with her and Judy brought him home from
her sister’s house after she got done with
her crafts.  I recorded a few of our favorite
TV programs for us to watch when he got
here.  His mom came around 11 A.M. this
morning and picked him up.  So you see,
we are quite boring hehehe.  It snowed a
little bit off and on yesterday (Saturday)
Our temperatures though are leaving the
freezing mark as it gets warmer each day.
It looks like this week’s temperatures are
going to be in the upper 30’s and 40’s 🙂
So it looks like spring is giving a little tap
on our door.  We might finally see some
green grass in a week or so hehehe.  But
for now,  all we see is SNOW.   There’s
not much else to tell you.  Right now I’m
a still a little sleepy being I didn’t sleep
well.  LOL Of course I never sleep,  but
I slept even less well last night/early this
morning 🙂  That’s my life.  Sleepless in
New Limerick hehehe.  God has been
good to us.  We have our fair share of
problems,  but we survive.  Thank You
God for keeping Your mighty hands
over us and sending angels to look after
us.  So,  now I believe it’s time for me
to begin my little search back through
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can
use for the title for today’s brand new
poem. So it’s away to that place of my
recollections that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe I may
have found a decent title and now after
checking,  I see that it has not been used
as of yet,  so used it shall be today.  So
it’s away we go…

Freezing Mark

We often seek
a time of life,
a simple scene,
a common sight.
As we ponder
now and then
we might be
out on a limb.
Branches break
and cease the time,
a freezing mark
of moment’s mind.
We might be seen
in certain phases,
freezing marks
of timeless gazes.
Looking back
on where and when
to see how long
it’s really been.
A minute passes
only to show
the ways we went
and how we’d go.
But then sometimes
we might embark
upon own lives
freezing mark.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 25,  2019

So there ya go.  I hope the poem makes a
little bit of sense to you LOL.  I had to do
a couple of rereads to make sure it made
sense to me LOL.  Judy just went and let
the boys back in.  Hehehe they just went
out a moment ago to go potty,  but Rocky
did his thing and was barking at the front
door saying he’s ready to come back in and
of course Benny came back in with him 🙂
So,  that’s about all I’ve got for ya.  There
isn’t much else to tell you except of course
what I tell you every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
10 more poems,  none extras,  but 3 of them
are Christmas poems and I also wrote 22
more haiku for all of the haiku lovers out
there.  I hope you can fine 1 or 2 of either
or both that you like.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a wonderful weekend ,  or what’s
left of it and a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
OK,  now where can that ornery off switch
be hiding this week?????  Hmm,  where
could it be?  LOL I see ya you little varmint.
Hiding once again behind my camera huh!
Well you better try harder next time or I’m
gonna give ya a little switch to your switch 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Zen Stones

Peaceful essence
as time moves along
is as a moment
a beautiful song.
Zen stones layered
standing so true
can give us peace
a wonderful view.
All of your sadness
and all of your pain
can just drift away
giving life to sustain.
Life is a doorway
to seasonal bliss,
Zen stones layered
with a timeless kiss.
Maybe a painting
that times foretell,
Zen stones layered
are a living bell.
Ringing in blessings
peaceful acquired
showing us moments
timeless transpired.
Found as a breath
breathed with peace,
Zen stones layered
gives certain release.
Painted reflections
in waters of blue,
Zen stones layered
give new life to view.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2018

True Colors

The lives we live
that times expose
might be just like
a blooming rose.
Soon to display
their true colors
how we so often
act like the others.
We need to be
what God created
a flower of life
not depreciated.
Show your worth
the best you can
as life gives way
for our fellow man.
Don’t belittle
the others you see
for their true colors
aren’t you and me.
We all have paths
our colors in time
so truly given
from God divine.
We’re as flowers
each day displays
times ones see
our will and ways.
So don’t try to be
just like the others
show your path
in your true colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 20,  2018

A Moment’s Peace

Glows of seasons
shining true
colors glimmer
within view.
Autumn’s memoir
written by time,
a moment’s peace
it does define.
It might reframe
a photograph
a timeless scene
within the past.
A moment’s peace
is found to be
a sight of beauty
for eyes to see.
Scenes like Heaven
a perfect place
displays life
with a smiling face.
The season shines
with its release
giving essence
a moment’s peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 20,  2018

Stairways

Walking,  running
up and down
the stairways phase
till we fall down.
In such a hurry
so many will run
seeking tomorrow,
seeking some fun.
Yet the stairways
that we travel on
might fall apart
and then be gone.
Use the stairways
that times display
as the tools
for another day.
Don’t just run
as fast as you can,
because your body
may not withstand.
Look at the path
your headed to
and see if it needs
a different view.
Take a breather
and then move on
up the stairways
short and long.
Often journeys
are less of need
on the stairways
moments lead.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 20,  2018

Open Minded

A little stroll
of life and times
gives a chance
for open minds.
Scenes of life
become a view
wheels that roll
to old and new.
The passing days
of there and then
an open mind
remembers when.
The simple life
a little stroll
begins the path
of a daily goal.
Open minded
might unveil
the difference in
Heaven and Hell.
Look for lessons
in daily flair,
an open minded
breath of air.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 21,  2018

Full Of Snow

Seasons footsteps
is a daily sight
sometimes snowflakes
that are oh so white.
Christmas settings
become the view
timeless portions
of old and anew.
A little kid’s wagon
that might not go,
because it is really
so full of snow.
Just like the times
we might perceive
all full of snow
may cause to grieve.
Yet as a blessing
a joyful delight
Christmas settings
can come into sight.
Just like a kid
with a moment’s sigh
all full of snow
might make you cry.
But as a memory,
of a distant a time
all full of snow
is the greatest design.
Scented moments
with a childlike glow
display the best of
a time full of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 21,  2018

Winter World

Pieces of Christmas
fit within place
found as a doorway
a moment in space.
Scenes of survival
with Christmas desire
become the essence of
life’s burning fire.
Maybe in the distance
some eyes looking on
may see you standing
as a magical song.
Sung as a moment
a minute passes by
this winter world finds
a time eye to eye.
Seasons of emotions
turn into flame
found within winter
Christmas in frame.
Just like a storybook
that children will read
within a winter world
time plants a seed.
This seed’s a snowflake
that falls from the sky
sent down as angels
that float and they fly.
Within the moments
of Christmas unfurled
life begins speaking of
a sweet winter world.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2018

Passages Written

Passing as a moment
that minutes connect
time is but a statement
that many dissect.
Not seeing the beauty
of a seasons own sight
as passages written
within day and night.
Many see but only
a time to complain
as the windows of life
open up their domain.
Passages written as
a time to remember,
such as a snowy day
found in December.
The scenes that you see
as you’re driving along
can become blessings
a Christmastime song.
Don’t allow bitterness
to plant deep within
Seek for the beauty
true life to begin.
You can find peaceful
inside of your mind
if you will allow it
some time to unwind.
The passages written
as a thought or word
can become blessings
as the flight of a bird.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2018

Sudden Dreams

A piece of night
with purple haze
turns a dream
into a phase.
Sudden dreams
of a unicorn
might be sights
a moment born.
Just like magic
it might appear
within dreams
we see so clear.
Sudden dreams
of hearts of gold
within stories
that someone told.
A seamless stage
of time’s delight
our sudden dreams
might then ignite.
Showing magical
wondrous scenes,
the sight of life
in sudden dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2018

Bridge Of Thought

Some walk across
this distant view,
a bridge of thought
from old to new.
But some may stand
and gaze around
to see the sights
and hear each sound.
The bridge of thought
is thought to be
but only a moment
of which to see,
but its existence
times behold
this wondrous bridge
of young and old.
It tells a story
for ones to hear
the bridge of thought
about yesteryear.
It gives a view
of a different gaze
this bridge of thought
in its wondrous ways.
We might not see
this bridge so true
and find within it
a distant view,
but it is alive
with views across,
this timeless scene
the bridge of thought.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2018

Haiku
for Mar 24,  2018

Before and after
are parts of our existence
that fill up the void.

Amidst our choices
there are many directions
that we could end up.

Looking for flowers
in the midst of wintertime
might come up empty.

Today’s challenges
can become tomorrows growth
if we do it right.

A forest of dreams
might exist in a small place
deep within our mind.

Lost in a moment
the minutes can pass quickly
leaving holes in time.

As we look for peace,
we might encounter battles
that need to be fought.

Now might be a dream
that you think is happening
until you wake up.

Going in circles
brings us back to where we were,
needing direction.

The flight of a bird
is that of many feathers
joined in unison.

Beyond what we see
could be our own confusion
hiding deep within.

Stereotyping
puts your own ignorance at risk
of being exposed.

Our sought for moments
can become many regrets,
that burn like fire.

Changing a lightbulb
might be too hot to handle
if the light’s still on.

Searching for the truth
you might find only liars
that you thought you knew.

The view of windows
only shows what’s visible
and your perception.

The sight of a rose
shows the beginning of spring
and end of winter.

We are all united
with some invisible threads
through humanity.

Demeaning others
only shines the spotlight on you
and all your errors.

The dawn of a day
gives a chance to change our views
and learn better ways.

Time can be funny
as it will often trick us
into giving up.

A mere breath of life
can enhance your performance
if you breathe the truth.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

The month of March is working on its
last half now and only 2 more weeks of
it left.  We’ve gotten tons of snow,  but
that’s pretty much the norm every year 🙂
It’s still frigid up here.  Right now it is
21 F degrees at 2:30 PM and by early
Monday morning it’s supposed to be 5
degrees.  But it’s supposed to warm up
to 27 F degrees Monday LOL.  Though
it looks as though the rest of the week’s
in the 30’s,  so that’s not too bad.  We’re
running on fumes with heating oil and
could run out any day now.  Hopefully
though the temperatures aren’t so bad
we cannot get by with just our portable
radiator heaters 🙂  The only thing that
we’re worried about is our water pipes 🙂
We can stay warm with our lil radiator
heaters LOL.  Our neighbor had some
heating oil delivered to him Friday by
one of his buddies hehehe.  I reckon
that’s the pitfall of living up here.  It
cost a lot for heating oil.  Although if
we were still in Texas,  I would not be
able to do much because the heat would
kill me.  Plus I would miss out on all
of the beauty up here.  Photography is
one of my greatest passions along with
music and poetry.  Yep,  since we moved
up here it seems my writings have gone
and exploded into pictures LOL.  I do
though miss my friends and family in
Texas and thereabouts,  but life goes
on.  I wish to God I was able to drive
down every year to see everyone,  but
that’s just not conceivable.  Nope,  I
wish it were,  but I’ve gotta except the
reality of the situation.  Moving on 🙂
Next topic.  Judy just got up and the
boys were all excited when she strolled
in here with us.  The sun is shining a
bit.  That’s great,  because it will warm
up the house.  Even if it’s cold outside,
the sun can warm the house and that
will give our furnace a little break 🙂
We had a lot more snow dumped on us
last Tuesday and Wednesday.  About
20 inches or so.  I went outside to play
with the boys and do a couple videos
of me on my conga drums Tuesday.
The snow was coming down in sheets
as I played LOL.  Therefore the videos
were fairly short,  but people seemed
to like them none the less 🙂  Benny
and Rocky were romping in the snow
all around me.  Anyways the next day
Wednesday I went out to play with
the boys again and the neighbors kids
saw me and came running wanting me
to take their pictures as they played
in the snow.  I took a lot of pictures
and I have already used a few of them
for poetry pictures LOL.  Also that
day I had to trudge through the snow
to get to our satellite dish to brush the
snow off of it so we could watch TV
later.  I then walked out to check the
mail and did a little video of my walk
out to the mailbox.  After that I went
on a little picture taking walk down
the road to the river which is now just
a (riv) LOL.  There ain’t no (er) because
it’s frozen up,  but there are spots that
have melted and where there is a big
hole in the ice it shows that there is
about 2 foot of snow on the river LOL.
I took a few pictures of it.  I’ll put a
few of the pictures in my journal along
with alot of the other pictures I took 🙂
LOL,  I even did a few selfies of me
and one of the selfies is of me with my
conga drums hehehe.  I dug our car
out Friday so that if we needed to go
somewhere,  we could.  I was hoping
that the Vision Care clinic was opened.
I accidentally sat on my PC glasses  and
I was hoping they can repair the frames,
but it seems they are closed on Fridays,
so hopefully tomorrow (Monday) they
can repair my glasses.  I have a cheap
pair of PC glasses,  but I have to be
within one foot of my computer screen
for them to do me any good and that
is painstakingly hard on my old body.
Especially after me almost killing myself
digging our car out.  The snow was like
ice bricks.  It had melted a tad and then
refrozen creating something that our
snow blower could not blow LOL,  so
I had to use the snow shovel and toss
big chunks of ice and snow across the
driveway as I dug the car out and I’ll
tell ya what.  That did me in.  Thank
God I thought of getting our battery
operated snow shovel.  It managed to
dig through the stuff and lighten the
load for me a little bit,  but I still had
to hold it up and push it through LOL.
My body feels like manure right now 🙂
But the good thing is,  I got our car
freed from its tomb of ice HaHaHaHa.
I guess I should of gone out and dug
it out Thursday before the snow had
a chance to ice up LOL.  Oh well,  live
and learn.  I just didn’t think that one
day would make that much difference.
Yeppers,  it made a big difference LOL.
The boys enjoyed running and playing
while watching me digging our car out.
I played with them a bit afterwards 🙂
They begged Judy to let them come out
where I was hehehe.  Life up here has
it’s ups and downs,  but all in all it’s
not that bad.  I hated Greenville when
I lived there and always wanted to be
elsewhere, 🙂 but never in my wildest
dreams did I think of moving to Maine.
It has been a blessing as well as a bit
of a curse hehehe,  but I do enjoy the
snow and taking pictures of it as well
as the other seasons that come and go
with beauty.  God has been good to me.
He has been good to us.  Judy and I
have our fair share or troubles,  but
we have each other as well as these lil
4 legged boys.  Thank You God for all
that You have done for us and all that
You will do that we may not be aware
of.  Now I believe it’s time for me to
begin my little quest back through all
that I have written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can
use for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that place
of my recollection that I always like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think
I may have found a decent title and
now after checking I see that it has not
been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

All Excited

With ins and outs
of times we see
we might find parts
of history,
The times we’ve seen,
but have forgotten,
that may of been good
or may of been rotten.
Yet as a doorway
the time bestows
things we should see
as our heartbeat grows.
Get all excited
about life as it will
to find all the blessings
that did then fulfill.
Be thankful for life
with the good and bad
and get all excited
for the good you’ve had.
Allow the glimmers
of yesterdays ways
to be all excited
as time changes phase.
Look for the blessings
in now and then
and get all excited
let God enter in.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2018

There ya go 🙂   I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even my rambling hehehe.  Yes
I know,  I do tend to drift from 1 topic to
another without warning LOL.  🙂 By now,
you ought to be used to it hehehe.  I do it
every week 🙂  I wonder if I have forgotten
to tell you anything.  Hmm,  nope,  can’t
think of anything so I guess it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers,  I wrote  10 more poems
with 2 extras and there is 1 Christmas poem
in the midst of them.  Of course a few of
the other poems could be Christmas related,
but not literally about Christmas.  I also
wrote 22 more haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  I hope you can fond 1 or
2 of either or both that you like.  Now I
believe it’s time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most joyous weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a truly blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Okie dokie,  now where
is that ornery off switch trying to hide this
week?  Hmm,  I believe it’s gotten better
at hiding hehehe,  but not great.  I see ya
you little varmint.  Hiding behind my
salt shaker might have worked if it in
fact had some salt in it and it itself is
very clear LOL.  Better luck next week 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Ship At Sea

A fishing vessel
through the waves
seeks for portions
fishing phase.
A ship at sea
begins its course
as time displays
the currents force.
Seeking to catch
a daily wage
to pay the bills
of a living age.
A fishing vessel
is seen to be
the hearts of ones
like you and me.
We fish for life
in journeys waves
to try and make
the future days.
Though we might
find shallow ground
where we crash
in times astound.
Yet the seasons
won’t run dry
if we continue
to give a try.
Not letting time
to steal your gain
as minutes move
within each frame.
Look for the times
that surely breathe
that give the things
we really need.
Flow with waters
and grow beyond
as a ship at sea
fishes on and on.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13 2018

Taken Aback

Finding a moment
that comes in view
as a scene or a time
with wondrous hue.
We might be found
a little off track,
but yet in a moment
be taken aback.
We often pass by
the seasons of time
and all the good views
we pay them no mind.
Scenes of a pathway
or a sight somewhere
might live within you
as a true breath of air.
So when thinking
is a little off track
search for the memories
and be taken aback.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2018

Wintertime’s Scenes

Hearts as a flavor
become as a taste
scented with blessings
found in snowflakes.
Children laughing
and having a blast
wintertime’s scenes
that turn to the past.
Living as seconds
become as a view
wintertime’s scenes
will then bid adieu.
Yet as the seasons
are seen from afar
all of those memories
say here we are.
Wintertime’s scenes
are glimpses of love
found in snowflakes
that fell from above.
While children play
so many remember
this as a moment of
time’s burning ember.
Within the season
of wintertime’s scenes
life is a moments time
found in our dreams.
With children playing
in snow fluffy white
wintertime’s scenes
are a magical sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2018

Kneeling In Snow

A child kneels down
with a little friend
a four footed pal
with love to extend.
Snowflakes falling
becomes their view
while kneeling in snow
with a whitish hue.
They share a moment
what time displays
as they’re together
with peaceful ways.
The minutes may pass
leaving only a time,
but it’s enlightened
as moments unwind.
We watch for a while
as time moves along
and then in a moment
the passage is gone.
Leaving only glimmers
of a time long ago
a child with a puppy
kneeling in snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2018

Friends From Afar

We might look up
and not realize
there’s more to life
way up in the skies.
There’s life from afar
to surely gaze
and watch our lives
in wondering ways.
So many view them
as fictional sights
that so many see
in days and nights.
But from afar
ones might be true
often displayed
within our view.
Friends from afar
and other designs
watching us closely
with curious minds.
They might be trying
to see how we are
as they’re watching,
friends from afar.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2018

Winter’s Christmas

Snowbound trees
with bending branches
displays winters
that time enhances.
Seen as a painting
or a mere photograph
is winter’s Christmas
as life’s glazed glass.
Blessings of flavors
scented with joy
as winter brings in
times to deploy.
Snowflakes of essence
are times that bestow
as winter’s Christmas
with moments to grow.
God sent from Heaven
this scene so divine
as a page so peaceful
a wondrous design.
A time to remember
that comes into frame
as winter’s Christmas
on life’s windowpane.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2018

Seeker’s Mind

An icy picture,
a point in time
displays moments
a seeker’s mind.
Maybe a scene
of winter’s flair,
a seeker’s mind
finds fresh air.
Breathing deeply
a second flows,
a seeker’s mind
grows and grows.
Maybe snowflakes
of winter’s scenery
a seeker’s mind
find things to see.
As time’s counted
and life moves on
the seeker’s mind
is still going strong.
Searching for times
sometimes in space,
the seeker’s mind
will never waste.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2018

Arrived

Beautiful scenes
remembered so well
time then displays
a moment to tell.
A story to share
as time passes by
that then arrived
as clouds in the sky.
Arrived as blessings
a moment of time
what you remember
a scene so divine.
Linked to season
that minutes concur
arrived is a session
for love to transfer.
Sweet tender minutes
that seconds display
arrived as passion
in a wonderful way.
Scented with beauty
that time brings alive
Heavenly ventures
a seasonal size.
Each little morsel
of all that’s displayed
shows all the beauty
that God has made.
All of the colors
of autumns own style
display the stages
that minutes compile.
Some as a doorway
to enter on through
then as a time frame
from old to anew.
Life is a pageant
of seasons contrived
with stages settings
of moments arrived.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

Within A Gaze

Within a gaze
of summer’s mind
so timeless seen
are things to find.
A wondrous view
within a day
is found beyond
a sky of gray.
Clouds may form
to certain heights
and create some
wondrous sights.
Within a gaze
of summers scene
time can become
a wondrous dream.
Through the eyes
of the one who sees
time can become
as raging seas.
Yet with a thought
of moments mind
within a gaze
can change design.
The distant things
that come in sight
might be hills
of evenings light.
Depicted moments
of summer’s ways
live and breathe
within a gaze.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

Evening Comes

Passing moments
become sights,
evening comes
into the nights.
Light is dimmer
as shadows grow,
evening comes
in winter’s snow.
Like a beacon
in distant hills
evening comes
as night fulfills.
Winter’s snow
is on the ground,
evening comes
to then be found.
Time’s a doorway
of seasons sight
evening comes
to say goodnight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

Inside Solitude

Now is an image
that brings into view
time with a breath
to give me and you.
Maybe in a bay
of time’s own release
inside solitude
will give some peace.
Found as a fraction
of minutes to spare
a moment of solitude
gives us fresh air.
Inside the moments
seconds can become
peace at its finest
as a morning sun.
Inside solitude
is a chance to grow
leaving the bitterness
you used to know.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

Winter’s Mile

Sometimes a minute
becomes a mile
as a time of footsteps
of which we compile.
Life passes by us
as time moves along
and then winter’s mile
is there then and gone.
We so often only see
the bad of the view
instead of us looking
to see what is true.
The beauty of life
as snow paints it well
with faded old scenes
brought alive to excel.
A white snowy day
can most surely compile
and become a blessing
within winter’s mile.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

Haiku
for Mar 17,  2018

As time moves onwards
life begins its journey’s path
to where it must go.

A life’s rocking chair
is that of a pendulum
that goes to and fro.

The nature of man
changes direction often
as lessons are learned.

Looking for answers
can be an endless journey
with many questions.

Inside of heartbeats
is the voice of decision
with choices to choose.

Looking for springtime
when winter is still in bloom
might be depressing.

Rainbows of a day
are as angels from Heaven
to show us blessings.

Lost in a moment
time can become a turnstile
with choices to make.

I life’s umbrella
protects us from many things,
but we will still get wet.

Seeking a flower
that has yet to of blossomed
might show only weeds.

The needs of a rose
are that of a good planting
and some nourishment.

Various people
will hide behind anything,
because they’re ashamed.

The shadows of life
are as echoes of time frames
that might be hidden.

Within a liar
holds the truth that will be known
as time marches on.

Living in a hole
not allowing others in
can create sadness.

Blessings of mistakes
show us lessons to grow from
that we might regret.

A page from a book
might hold some misconceptions
devoid the title.

Looking to the stars
you might see your reflection
in a moments mind.

Blessings from Heaven
can be speed bumps to hinder
and slow down our stride.

Weeds among flowers
might make themselves as flowers
so to stay alive.

Tomorrows journey
is often yesterdays mind
as ones put it off.

Seasons decisions
are as turnstiles of lifetimes
that change day to day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Winter is still with its grip upon us,  but
the temperature isn’t quite as cold as it
has been.  None the less we’re getting a bit
of snow.  We got over a foot a couple of
days ago and this week we’re expecting
8 to 14 inches with localized amounts up
to 20 inches of that wonderful white stuff.
LOL I do love the snow and love to watch
it snow.  I went out with the boys ever so
often and played with them in the snow 🙂
They love it when I come outside with them
and play.  I might one day in the snow if I
get the notion take my conga drums outside
and do a few conga music videos hehehe.
I’ve done a few snowy music videos in the
past.  Benny and Rocky were in the last
one I did.  They were romping all around
me in the snow.  I imagine they’ll be doing
the same if I do decide to do a video LOL.
It snowed a little bit today,  but the clouds
have passed.  The sun is shining brightly
at the moment although some clouds are
still crossing our path and snowing from
time to time hehehe.  I dug our car out
Friday and moved it so that the guy that
plows our driveway can finish it,  but he
hasn’t been back.  Of course Thursday we
managed to beat the storm and go to town
and we bought a few groceries.  We made it
home just in time as it seemed the bottom
dropped out of the clouds and it started
snowing profusely.  LOL that’s life up here.
Ya gotta do stuff when you are able and
not procrastinate because ya might not be
able to get of your driveway HaHaHaHa.
I do love our snow blower,  but the other
day I had to use the shovel because all of
the snow that the snow plow plowed up in
back of our car was packed and our snow
blower don’t do packed snow.  I ended up
having an asthma attack and almost didn’t
make it in the house to grab my respirator,
but I did thank God.  I told Judy if I ever
see that guy,  I’m going to give him an little
talken to.  He piled up 8 foot of snow right
behind our car and it almost got the best
of me clearing a little at a time,  but I got
it done and moved our car.  Now if he does
that again,  I’m going to be kicking me some
butt LOL.  Shoveling packed snow is almost
like shoveling hard dried clay with a snow
shovel yet and if you have ever shoveled
dried clay,  you know,  it’s not no easy task.
It most surely gave me a work out LOL 🙂
My old body is sore as hell now though,
but then it was sore before hehehe,  just
not quite as sore 🙂  LOL I was able to use
the snow blower after I broke the compacted
snow into lesser and it seems the boys love
to have snow blown on them,  being it
seems that every direction I was going with
the snow blower they were right there just
smiling waiting for the snow to be blown
on them LOL.  So silly!  Yeppers,  we’ve
got us some snow dogs.  I took quite a few
pictures of them and a video the other day
when we were outside playing.  I love to
watch the boys playing in the snow.  I’m
sure we’ll have a bit more play time in that
cold white stuff before winter gets done 🙂
Snow has a way of making things to look
beautiful,  such as an old house or barn.
Even the most bland landscapes become
artwork with snow upon them.  Yes I do
love snow.  I also love it when flowers and
trees begin blooming,  but I do not like
hot weather which is 1 thing that I really
love about being up here.  We don’t have
near the hot temperatures that Texas has.
Thank You God for giving me these many
blessings.  Thank You for watching over
Judy and I as well as our boys.  We are
most grateful for all that You have done
and will do.  Now I believe it’s time for
me to begin my little quest back through
all that I have written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem.
I think I found a decent poem not too far
from the beginning of all of my rambling
and now after checking I see that it has
not been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Decide To Do

Make a decision
to move or not
maybe a little
or maybe a lot.
Don’t just say it
do what you can
make life better
for your fellow man.
Make a decision
to do things today
and not just sit there
and not just say.
Start some movement
making a pace
times your needing
not then to waste.
For surely you can
be a better you
if you seek good
and decide to do.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 11,  2018

There ya go.  LOL I know it’s a simple
poem,  but it said what was on my mind
at the moment.  Too many people are
busy saying what they will do instead of
putting into action any good they said
that they would do.  Also,  putting off
things that you can do today only makes
it possible for things to not ever get done.
Something could happen tomorrow or
whatever that could prevent you from
ever doing what you should of done on
the day is was needing done.  I’m not
big on procrastination.  LOL my old
conscience won’t let me.  That tends to
drive me crazy from time to time,  but
it gets things done LOL.  Anyways,  I
have been busy working on book 7 and
I am getting closer and closer to getting
it done to where I can begin formatting
it and all for the book.  So I guess it’s
time for me to be telling you what I tell
you every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
there’s 10 more poems with 2 extras and
2 of them are sort of Christmassy.  Also
I wrote 22 more haiku for all the haiku
lovers out there.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my search for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a wonderful weekend or whatever’s
left of it and a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Ok,  where are ya hiding you ornery little
off switch?  LOL,  there ya are hehehehe.
I see ya hanging onto the solar powered
hula girl in the window Hahaha.  But then
she ain’t doing much dancing now that
evening is upon us.  But I bet you were
getting the ride of your life while the sun
was shining hehehe.  We’ve got a load of
solar powered items in our window.  1 of
them is a turtle in a hammock which swings
back and forth when the sun shines LOL.
Anyways,  Better luck next week.  Maybe
find a place to hide to where you can be
not seen at the very first glance hehehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Shimmering Sunset

Cascading fractions
of an evenings sight
displays a journey
to the dark of night.
Painted by minutes
of moments to gaze
a shimmering view
is a wondrous phase.
Often it’s fading
from yellow to black
as it gives stories
words found intact.
Yet many evenings
are seen displayed
shimmering beauty
as skies lemonade.
It can enlighten us
as it grows beyond
sunset of evening
seeking for dawn.
Time is a portrait
as a face in the sky
painted up above
by The One Adonai.
Seasons are displayed
as paintings in time
shimmering beauty
that’s oh so divine.
It’s but a moment
that I can’t forget
a blessing from God
a shimmering sunset.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 6,  2018

Season’s Sky

Throughout the day
the sight may change
with a season’s sky
that days rearrange.
It changes places
with day and night
as it goes onwards
to create each sight.
The season’s sky
might seem as gray,
but it is changing
from day to day.
With each formation
that comes and goes
the season’s sky
most surely grows.
Clouds of beauty
might be the seeds
to bring us rain
the farmer needs.
Throughout each day
the sights of time
might come alive
within our mind.
Beginning journeys
that then cascade
which look just like
a day’s parade.
Seeming timeless
as clouds float by
we might perceive
a season’s sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 6,  2018

Embrace The View

Allow the minutes
time to pass
and don’t hurry
your shadow’s cast.
Embrace the view
that time bestows
and allow it
to ease your woes.
Find the beauty
within each scene
and then partake
into a dream.
Beyond the sadness
is smiles of life
that views can give
to ease your strife.
Embrace the view
that time unfolds
and find the peace
that then beholds.
Look beyond now
and see a new day
the beauty within
such a magical way.
Allow your mind
to find some peace
that time gives way
to then unleash.
Look on beyond
the sadness of time
and embrace the view
of beauty you find.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 6,  2018

Christmas Unfolds

Counting snow
as flakes of time
minutes pass
to Christmas mind.
Just like a journey
the flakes will flow
landing softly
Christmas snow.
Seasons beginnings
displays views.
Christmas unfolds
to wonderful hues.
As a page of life
in a book of white
Christmas can be
a wonderful sight.
It might be seen
as timeless strolls
found within as
Christmas unfolds.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 6,  2018

Rushing Waters

Our life is a journal
that’s written in style
words of a doorway
time frames compile.
Splashing out scenes
as substantial views
painted as a picture
that times interfuse.
As rushing waters
of a moment’s detail
our lives are gathered
as a sequence in sail.
While often watching
the past come and go
we’re rushing waters
that continually flow.
Then just like a river
our lives often find
the scenes that begin
and stay on our mind.
Within our turnstiles
we might find a way
through rushing waters
to a brand new day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2018

Blissful Scenes

Flowers bloom
as time moves on
blissful scenes
are there and gone.
Life’s encountered
scented styles
blissful scenes
as moments smiles.
Through a door
or window view
blissful scenes
are thereunto.
As living legends
of their own way
blissful scenes
are on display.
We so often miss
the days parade
blissful scenes
that God has made.
So take a look
and see the sights
blissful scenes
in days and nights.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2018

Life Awakens

Searching skyward
seeking views
life awakens
in the news.
Evenings shadows
come and go
life awakens
with a show.
Time becomes as
scenic styles
life awakens
within miles.
Morning dewdrops
become scenes
life awakens
fields and streams.
The passing clouds
times transcend
life awakens
with a friend.
Views as blessings
scented sweet
life awakens
times to meet.
A moment echoes
what we find
life awakens
in our mind.
Through beginnings
time is found
life awakens
look around.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2018

Blue Of Life

Waters that ripple,
times song and dance
is the blue of life
a moment’s romance.
Within the waters
lives life down below
thriving as nature
finds ways to grow.
In the blue of life
is a certain photograph
taken with eyesight
to remember the past.
We have a journey
that time has displayed
filled full of blessings
for moments to wade.
Peaceful arrivals
of a certain phase
is the blue of life
with so much to gaze.
Depicting scenes
of a colorful hue
gives the blue of life
a much better view.
Scented with waters
of a lake or a pond
is that of a dream
that shall continue on.
Thriving as heartbeats
weaving through time
is the blue of life
and its own design.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2018

Windows Of Winter

Found are footprints
footsteps have made
windows of winter
so heavenly laid.
Scenes within scenes
of seasons decor
found are the flavors
of times to explore.
Windows of winter
will open real wide
allowing the pages
of time right inside.
Memories treadmill
are minutes to cast
windows of winter
winds blowing fast.
Life’s as a doorway
to another place
windows of winter
a white snowy taste.
Breathing of a time
that surely arrived
windows of winter
are moments derived.
Deduced as a scene
that life brought upon
windows of winter
are dusk unto dawn.
God provides life
as snow flakes of love
windows of winter
from Heaven above.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2018

Tasting Snowflakes

Life of Christmas
snow of dreams
tasting snowflakes
fills the scenes.
Looking upwards
catching them all
tasting snowflakes
as they fall.
Heavenly ventures
a wonderful time
tasting snowflakes
all that you find.
Each is a morsel
Christmas delight
tasting snowflakes
so winter white.
It is a picture
a painting of style
tasting snowflakes
filled with a smile.
Then is a memoir
that life partakes
time as a doorway
tasting snowflakes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2018

Blue Horizon

Time might crash
onto your shore
and display
life’s inner core.
Yet the visions
that you see
might be glimmers
of history.
You might then only
see what’s passed
the times that came
but went too fast.
A blue horizon
seasons shine
might be imprints
in your mind.
Along with oceans
own decor
you might find
a scenic shore.
A time for thriving
a time for pain
a time for living
life to attain.
For as the minutes
of then and now
life’s a timepiece
we can endow.
Taking in lessons
to learn one day
a blue horizon
shows the way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2018

Immersion

Night’s own thoughts
become alive
immersed in clouds
that then arrive.
Creating the scenes
of white and black
within full immersion
right there and back.
Time is then counted
as seconds display
the immersed of life
within its own way.
Dreams then procure
of a moment in time
found in the darkness
within the mind.
Immersion envelops
as minutes unite
while moments display
a bit of moonlight.
Time is the counter
that numbers don’t see
counted as seconds
above you and me.
Often we may wonder
how the sky bestows
clouds of such beauty
in day and night shows.
In full immersion
the skylight creates
becoming as a painting
that oh so elates.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 10,  2018

Haiku
for Mar 10,  2018

Amidst a journey
there might be many turnstiles
as time goes its way.

Within ones breathing
is a breath that might give more
within our struggles.

Doors to tomorrow
might look like yesterdays path,
but not quite the same.

Young hearts of lifetimes
may hold the answers we need
to help us to grow.

Many will deceive
even if the truth is clear,
for it is their way.

Shadows of ourselves
are often people we see
that follow our ways.

Beyond yesterday
lives hope for our tomorrows
if we learned from it.

Inside someone’s thoughts
might live worlds of misery
that we do not see.

Painted as a style
life can become as a dream
that can come alive.

Artwork of the eyes
paints a painting in the mind
that hands can make real.

Walking back and forth
only makes ruts in the floor
without any gain.

Mornings of dewdrops
help flowers blossom and bloom
as springtime’s begun.

The length of a day
often looks longer at times
with nothing to do.

Looking for answers
might find you with more questions
about the answers.

In search of true love
many will step into pain
as lessons are learned.

Snowflakes of winter
are as heartbeats from Heaven
that cover our sins.

A breath of peaceful
can evolve and create life
of a better view.

Each scene that we see
has its very own beauty
that we may not see.

Various questions
lead to unending answers
that might change in time.

Closed fist of anger
sets up a stage of regret
that needs not happen.

Throughout daily lives
there might be much confusion
that is merely life.

Losing your temper
could find you with apologies
that no one will hear.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 10,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been another mellow passed week
around the Pearce’s Place.  Yep,  not
much has gone on around this place.
The snow is slowly but surely melting,
but it seems we’re expecting more snow
this week.  So,  onwards goes winter 🙂
Wednesday Judy had to go get a blood
test and while we were in town we bought
some Dunkin donuts 🙂  It snowed a bit
Thursday.  Judy had an appointment
with her doctor Friday.  So that’s about
how our week went LOL.  Judy has been
doing a bit of rearranging in the house.
It’s looking a lot better now.   Yeppers,
we live a real exciting life 🙂  LOL not.
There’s not much going on around here.
I’ve been busy writing as always,  and
Judy has done some painting off and on.
Being honest.  I love snow,  but I hate
it when it turns to slush,  especially when
the snowbanks turn dirty due to all of
the dirt they through on the roads to
make them drivable and then when they
plow they push that dirty snow to the
side of the road.  Oh well,  there’s good
with the bad.  The fresh fallen snow is
the best.  It always looks so pretty and
exhilarating.  There is 1 great big reason
I am ready for winter to end and that
is the price of heating oil.  It costs us a
fortune to stay warm,  but then I hate
hot weather LOL.  I don’t mind it when
it is in the 60’s and 70’s,  but anything
above that is too hot for me.  We have
a portable AC unit,  but I hate to have
to use it being it runs up our light bill.
LOL see,  there’s a good and bad with
every season hehehe.  I might take my
conga drums outside this week and do
a few videos and maybe even while it’s
snowing LOL.  I’ve done a few videos
like that in the past 🙂  Judy must be up.
The boys are dancing around the closed
door.  I let her sleep while I came in here
to get a start on my journal.  Yep,  I can
hear movement from the bedroom LOL.
She’ll be in here in a little bit.  LOL the
boys are just dancing a jig at the door.
I’m not letting them in the bedroom 🙂
They’ll pounce on her and scratch her,
so I’ll give her time to get dressed before
I let the boys out of here LOL.  Then
I might fix us some breakfast.  Judy
just walked in.  She said she took her
medicine a little while ago so I’ll fix us
something to eat in about 30 minutes
or so.  She has to wait an hour after
she takes her medicine before she can
eat.  I’m not sure what to make us for
breakfast,  but I’m sure I’ll think of
something 🙂  In the mean time,  it’s on
with my rambling hehehe.  The boys
are now lying down in their beds.  OK,
Benny is lying down in his bed,  but
Rocky is lying down in the floor right
behind Judy.  They love their mom 🙂
God has been good to us.  We have
been blessed with a happy life and a
home to live in.  Judy and I have
each other and these 2 boys of ours
keep us smiling.  Thank You God,
for all that You have done for us and
all that You do for us daily as time
marches on.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to be looking back on all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
I think I found a fairly decent title
about a 3rd of the way back in my
rambling LOL.  Now to see if I can
do anything with it.  Here goes…

I’m Not Sure

We often say
we know the path,
but in time
it’s just the past.
The future course
that we now see
might belong
in history.
We might be seen
with will and way
seeking for
another day,
but we’re really
seeking times
that we remember
in our minds.
We need to look
to see the path
and with caution
raise our mast.
Yet I’m not sure
can always be
the way life works
in things you see.
We’re so often
with times allure
headed for what
I’m not sure.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 4,  2018

LOL there ya go.  Yes I know it’s a bit
on the silly side,  but what do ya expect?
I’m quite silly at times hehehe.  Just ask
Judy LOL.  I think it’s almost time for
me to fix Judy and I some breakfast,  so
I reckon I need to be telling you what I
tell you every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
I wrote 10 more poems with 2 extras 🙂
1 of them is sort of Christmassy hehehe.
Also I wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now,  with that said I reckon I need to
begin my search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you
a most wonderful weekend or whatever
is left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where can that silly
off switch be hiding this week?  Hmm,
looking high and low.  LOL I see ya
hanging from our lil cheap chandelier
with 1 bulb hehehe.  Not much to hang
onto is there and I bet it’s a tad warm.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Reach Out

Reach for the stars
and seek for a sight
a scene so complete
in dark of the night.
Find you a dream
in a skylight quest
and hold it tightly
within your chest.
Keep it as a rhythm,
a heartbeat of gold
as you reach out
for times to unfold.
Allow the journey
a time looking back
as a scene in a scene
that fades to black.
Find then a dream
within your mind
and let it awaken
a journey in time.
A quest for the stars
and all there about,
seek it with passion
as you reach out.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2018

Gazing

Behold a life
within another
that then extends
a little further.
Seeds of source
which we perceive
as we’re gazing
within a weave.
Light is gathered
as times portray
scenes we see
that blow away.
Gazing at life
as it reaches out
giving a notion of
what it’s about.
Maybe a weed
of then and gone
showing itself
as life moves on.
It is but a time
and place we see
while we’re gazing
at times history.
A seed of seasons
that once entailed
an amazing life
that time propelled.
We are the seeds
to blossom so true
and then fade away
for another view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2018

Afterimage

Evenings past
relives a time
a drive of life
that minutes find.
Wheels will roll
onto a path
a road of time
of shadows cast.
An afterimage
that times compare
with passageways
from here to there.
It is recorded
just like the sun
an afterimage
then and done.
We might dream
of other days
as we travel
different ways.
Rearview mirrors
look within
all the places
we have been.
An afterimage
is reflected
with our thoughts
a bit dissected.
For as we roll
on down the road
an afterimage
does unload.
Filled with wonder
times we pass
an afterimage
does not last.
As the seasons
pass us by
an afterimage
says goodbye.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

Prepare To Fish

When life is gray
with ocean’s roar
prepare to fish
on a rocky shore.
Allow yourself
a time to breathe
within the waves,
of life you see.
Don’t let the past
to hold you back,
for if you do
you’ll get off track.
Prepare to fish
as waves roll in
and time moves on
and back again.
Don’t just sit
with want and wish,
bait your hook
and prepare to fish.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

Cactus

Throughout time
we might conceive
a choice to make
to stay or leave.
We might just find
a budding sight
yet with thorns
from left to right.
For the moment
you might enjoy,
but then in time
the thorns deploy.
Just like cactus
in mornings dew
what you choose
might stick on you.
Leaving stabbing
times of pain
the cactus might
drive you insane.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

The Day Begins

Winter’s still thriving
as white snow glows
in the day’s beginnings
right after it snows.
Seasonal sunshine
becomes a photograph
as the day begins
the same as the past.
Life is of merriment
as scenes come in view
streaming of sunshine
from a deep sky of blue.
Thinking of Christmas
and the sounds I’d hear
remind me of blessings
of year after year.
For as the day begins
it displays its design,
a moment so magical
that stays on my mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2018

Pure Bliss

As life moves on
it gives a view
the sight of things
of old and new.
The minutes pass
to bring within
a moments mind
of way back when.
It is pure bliss
that comes to be
as I’m recalling
a sight to see.
A sweet little child
comes to play
with our two dogs
one springtime day.
Sharing the love
of a seasonal kiss
is a day of April
that was pure bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2018

Inside The Mind

Scenes of beauty
and scenes of peace
deliver a message
of moments release.
Inside the mind
is a personal place,
seasons recorded
smiles on your face.
Within memories
can live a scene
inside the mind
that is now a dream.
It might be a photo
or a song you hear
unleashing life
for times to appear.
Inside the mind
can be such a sight
painted heartbeats
that you delight.
The moment may be
a time you let go
that once was hurry,
but now is real slow.
Within the segments
of the inner thoughts
might live a time
you thought you lost.
But it’s still living
as a wonderful time
a time you remember
inside the mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2018

Beneath The Clouds

Places and scenes
come into view
beneath the clouds
and sky of blue.
Time’s a doorway
that comes to play
as it’s opened
in its own way.
Beneath the clouds
shows many things
timeless morsels
that winter brings.
Maybe snowflakes
upon the ground
and some horses
a moment found.
Beneath the clouds
is such a sight
a timeless moment
with snow of white.
This is a memory
of a story told
and picture taken
of times of old.
The minutes gather
to then that day
to paint a story
a wondrous way.
A scenic moment
that comes in view
beneath the clouds
and sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Peace Is Found

Heavens blessings
finds a place
points in time
for our embrace.
God’s Own glory
turns a page
a time and place
for center stage.
Journeys trodden
leaves a mark
future paths
that ones embark.
Through a ripple
waves delight
peace is found in
day and night.
Let not doorways
swinging wild
to grow problems
time’s compiled
Don’t go rampant
with your views
swinging fist
at daily news.
Let God’s love
to fill your heart
giving peaceful
place to start.
Peace is found
within a sight
as you breathe in
Heaven’s light.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Seascape Stroll

Leaving footprints
on the beach
time’s unfolding
life to teach.
Journey’s forward
becomes days
tides of rhythms
within phase.
A seascape stroll
to never end
becomes memoirs
times transcend.
Heaven’s blessings
found beside
the ocean’s waves
that times confide.
Bringing forth
a wondrous goal.
Heaven is a
seascape stroll.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Little Things

Through the years
we might lose sight
of little things
that times delight.
A moment’s time
that now is gone
with little things
of another dawn.
We might become
a hurried few
as little things
escape our view.
Look beyond
the larger sight
and see the things
of brighter light.
Through the years
you might forget
the times of life
with lesser debt.
For God can create
wondrous scenes
much greater from
the little things.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2018

Haiku
for Mar 3,  2018

Inside of the mind
holds ingredients for thought
that many never use.

Often a person
will hide their face from others
because of their looks.

Judging ones footprints
can be a misread story
as the footsteps changed.

Time is but a scene
that encompasses features
that change with a breath.

Looking out windows
you might see another path
that you think you want.

A flower in want
looks for raindrops in the clouds
then hopes for sunshine.

Many trials of life
are as teachers through struggles
that make us stronger.

When lost in a crowd
you might feel so very small,
but you are a seed.

Life can be a maze
as it turns and twist with time,
but there is reason.

Turbulent waters
bring destiny to a rock
that weathers the stride.

Various journeys
will end in a few dead ends
that head to nowhere.

Thinking you are less
only gravitates to lies,
for we are all more.

Everything we see
has reason for being there,
but maybe not good.

Disasters in life
are as untimely journeys
that could be blessings.

Lost in a whirlwind
you might see your reflections
as they spin around.

The motto of time
is to continue counting
until time is up.

Breathing in a smile
can enhance your own lifestyle
so breathe in real deep.

A single snowflake
holds a timely perspective
on mounds that gather.

Today is the day
to cut loose all your baggage
and find tomorrow.

Deceiving yourself
can seem as impossible,
but many do it.

Between now and then
there is a mere perspective
that gets lost within.

Now is a moment
that needs us to understand
for it has reasons.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a slow passed week for me being
I was not feeling very well,  but I’m feeling
much better.  OK maybe not the greatest,
but I feel better 🙂  LOL I don’t think that
I’ll ever feel wonderful until I lose this old
body of mine.  It’s been down far too many
unpaved roads.  My suspension is worn to a
frazzle and my caboose is falling apart with
my engine missing a few cylinders :).  This
old body has been through hell LOL.  Oh
well,  life continues on as it will.  So it’s on
with the journal.  This passed week hasn’t
been too eventful.  Of course as I said in
last weeks late posted journal,  we had a
visit from our grandson.  Due not feeling
well,  I hadn’t written anything this week
until about Thursday,  but I finally got my
wind back and my sails filled with words 🙂
The weather has been unseasonably warm
the past week or so.  We’ve still got tons of
snow,  but it hasn’t snowed much,  other
than a few flurries.  We are though expecting
some snow in a few hours.  Maybe a couple
of inches or so.  Right now at 2 PM it’s 24
degrees Fahrenheit.  Not too bad,  not too
bad at all.  By the looks of the clouds in the
sky,  it could start snowing any minute now.
Judy is still in bed.  She said she was going
to get a little more sleep.  We don’t go to
bed until the early morning being that we
are both night owls LOL.  I’ll get her up
in a bit and fix her and I something to eat.
Yesterday (Saturday) we went up to Caribou
for a visit with her oldest daughter and see
their new house.  Judy’s youngest daughter
and Christian were there as well.  We had
a great visit.  Mandy fixed us dinner. We
couldn’t stay long being we had to leave
the boys home in their crates.  Judy and I
stopped off at KFC/Taco Bell and picked
us up some dinner for later on that night.
I finished up with my writing later on in
the night.  I only had a couple more poems
to write along with my haiku.  I took a lot
of pictures yesterday on our trip up north
of us.  LOL I didn’t take but 1 or 2 pictures
all week,  so I made up for it yesterday 🙂
I had to stop and fix us some much belated
breakfast.  Judy got up.  Anyways,  I fixed
us some pancakes and sausage.  She loves
my pancakes 🙂  I always make enough for
2 days, so we can have pancakes tomorrow
as well 🙂  Our grandson Christian loves it
when grandpa makes pancakes LOL.  So,
what else is there to tell ya?  Oh yea,  It’s
snowing and I saw the neighbors kids out
in the field playing, so I went out and took
a few pictures of them.  LOL they saw me
and came a running and hollering BILL.
They all ended up in the snow in front of
our house posing for me so I would take
a few pictures of them Hahaha.  I had to
get back to the pancakes.  I had put butter
on them and stuck them in the microwave
to melt the butter.  They asked me if I’d
come back out later and I told them maybe,
but I can’t promise.  I said I have a lot of
writing yet to do.  So,  we ate our pancakes
and I’m back to finish this up.  God has
most surely blessed our home.  We do have
a few struggles,  but we survive.  Of course
our lives are not guaranteed to always be
rosy.  There are thorns that can pop out
at any given moment.  All we can do is to
do our best and let God have His way as
He guides our lives be it bumpy or smooth.
Thank You God for helping us to grow
with the lessons that life throws our way.
Now,  I believe it’s time for me to begin my
little journey back through all that I have
written here to see if I can find a good word
or phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  So it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think
I may have found a decent title at the very
beginning of my rambling and now after
checking I see that I have not used it as of
yet,  so used it shall be 🙂  Here goes…

Unpaved Roads

Seasons milestones
are the stage
as we drive down
journeys age.
Unpaved roads
of lessons learned
bring in view
a time discerned.
Seconds porthole
becomes divine
looking back on
points of time.
Unpaved roads
we’ve walked upon
often shows how
time moves on.
In our memoirs
without words
unpaved roads
are flocks of birds.
Seasons story
time unloads
written on some
unpaved roads.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you enjoyed the poem
and maybe even my rambling,  but if not 🙂
sorry.  I did the best I could today.  Maybe
you’ll like next weeks :),  who knows LOL.
Well,  I wonder if there is anything that I’ve
forgotten to tell you.  Hmm,  nope nothing
I can think of and if I do happen to think of
something,  I’ll put it in next weeks article.
So there ya go.  Now I believe it’s time for
me to tell you what I tell you almost every
week and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems but
with no extras this week and no Christmas
poems.  I also wrote once again 22 haiku
for all of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both that
you like.  Now think it’s time to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a joyful weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a truly blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  So OK,  where’s that ornery
off switch trying to hide this week?  Hmm,
I think I spy with my 1 good eye my nose
drops bottle slightly moving side to side 🙂
Yep,  I see ya you little whippersnapper.
You seem to never learn to stay still do ya.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
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As We Dream

Reliving Christmas
in a scene of white
is then so often
a joyful delight.
Moments come true
as time comes alive
while we imagine
the dreams to arrive.
A dream in daytime
can often portray
a scene for a moment
in a whitish array.
Christmas in essence
can become so true
found as we dream
of this wonderful view.
Allowing our minds
to drift in the scene
we can find Christmas
when then as we dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2018

Crystallized

Skies of sunshine
and ice that’s glazed
time is a turnstile
so Heavenly made.
Life is a vision
a pattern to see
maybe crystallized
a slight degree.
Found as blessings
the scenes become
as time’s crystallized
in the evening sun.
Then while passing
the moments so sweet
they glisten brightly
as wintertime’s treat.
With every second
that minutes portray
time’s crystallized
in a magical way.
Seen as a journey
a moment comprised
this is what’s found
as time’s crystallized.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2018

Bay Of Oars

Rowing minds
of certain stage
bring in view
our age to age.
A bay of oars
begins its view
seasons scenes
in waters blue.
We might find
a certain path
within our minds
of aftermath.
We might row
to certain scenes
seeking for some
better dreams.
Time rekindles
a bay of oars
as we seek for
distant shores.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Magnificence

Seeming near,
but real faraway
are views we see
from day unto day.
Its magnificence
brings its own style
a moment’s view
that times compile.
Hopes and dreams
begin their quest
a journey seen
from east to west.
As sight is gained
and time’s attuned
north and south
is then consumed.
Magnificence is
a moments gaze,
that is found
in wondrous ways.
An autumn stage
of life with style
that time began
to give a smile.
For as the scene
envelops sight
its magnificence
is day unto night.
With every second
that’s continued on
its magnificence
is never gone.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Finding Ourselves

A journey through
to thick and thin
often makes circles
right back then again.
Finding ourselves
on pathways of time
often details as
a foot trodden rhyme.
Various echoes
of our own we see
are often just found
as a mere memory.
Finding ourselves
on crossroads of life
often seems sheerer
than blades of a knife.
Throughout doorways
pathways we find
time has a way of
distorting our mind.
While finding ourselves
we might find a view
a time so divine
God gave me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Bridge Of Time

Beyond what is seen
and all that we view
an old bridge of time
might have life for you.
Its very own existence
of an old walking trail
might be of a time frame
that heartbeats entail.
Pulling ones together
as the old bridge is seen
high above a river
or a fast moving stream.
This is the beginning
of a futures display
as the old bridge of time
sees ones walk away.
Leaving in the shadows
of each ones accord
a bridge of time finds
that more climb aboard.
Beginning their journey
to another fine shore
across the bridge of time
they may of been before.
Seeking a few answers
on this old bridge of time
many will continue
their pathways to find.
We each have a journey
our footsteps must take
with an old bridge of time
and a future to make.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Grass Of Summer

Fields of green
and skies of blue
bring to life
a wonderful view.
An old brown barn
of summertime
becomes a sight
within the mind.
Grass of summer
is just like paint
a time and place
that’s not too faint.
It is a memory
a place I recall
found in summer
long before fall.
The green entwines
what times embrace
a summer scene
with Heaven’s face.
It seems as gold
with price so grand
the grass of summer
a place to stand.
Those memories
of times gone by
are alive and well
to not run dry.
Grass of summer
is a point of view
a scene a dream
beneath sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Well Of Love

Cloudy skies of life
are as a canvas white
with a mixture of gray
for time to ignite.
Beneath the scene
is a well of love
a fervent times mixture
from Heaven above.
As green grass grows
it becomes as a bed
a place for a well
and thirst to be fed.
The well of love
is a moments embrace,
with peace surrounding
a much needed taste.
This is not a dream
and it’s not a mirage.
It’s a place for a taste
of a moments massage.
Kneading the heart
into a timeless display
the true well of love
is a wonderful way.
It is but a moment
that can seem as year
as ones own perception
is sight that they hear.
Heard as a dewdrop
a seasonal sound,
the well of love
can always be found.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2018

Dark Clouds

Shapes of skies
with clouds array
are often forms
a little gray.
Life remembered
moments viewed
dark clouds then
are misconstrued.
Scenes recorded
times we’ve seen
might become a
moments dream.
Forming patterns
within our style
as our dark clouds
then compile.
We might wonder
we might wait
to find what’s in
the time and date.
Dark clouds form
as time moves on
but soon are seeds
to make us strong.
Beyond the view
we might not see
how that we grow
from history.
Truth is the story
our lives display
blessings are found
in moments of gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2018

Journey’s End

The stage is set
for you and I
as we search for
when and why.
Time is ticking
bringing in view
our journey’s end
for me and you.
The path is laid
as time moves on
our journey’s end
is there and gone.
Within our view
we might foresee
hopes and dreams
God’s given free.
Our perspective
might not be right
as journey’s end
comes into sight.
We have choices
stand or move
in our journeys
daily groove.
Maybe some hills
within your view
are leaving life
a little askew.
Life’s a number
times transcend,
God gives grace
at journey’s end.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2018

Haiku
for Feb 24,  2018

Without any rain
our plants would wither and die
as the same for us.

Life is misleading
as it displays many doors
that are not for us.

Counting your blessings
might cause a lot of sorrow
when you miscount them.

As we are walking
our shadows will follow us
even in the dark.

The truth is a rose
as it blooms of its beauty
for a moment’s life.

The thorns of our lives
are the choices that we choose
and blame on others.

The past is the past
and the present is right now,
so don’t hold anger.

Baggage that we’ve packed
can be choices that we’ve chose
that turned out wrongly.

A page in a book
might not be like all the rest,
for the book has changed.

Tomorrows stories
can be ancient history
in anothers eyes.

The wells of desire
fill the hearts of ones wantings
that might not be good.

Winter speaks volumes
as snow becomes a story
that some never see.

Various people
live a secretive lifestyle
that’s behind closed doors.

Sunshine of summer
paints a vision in the sky
that fills ones with love.

Beyond what we see
can be a dream that comes true
that’s waiting for us.

Lost in perception,
many views on tomorrow
are not so correct.

A forest of trees
holds some memories in place
of a distant past.

As seconds tick on
the minutes gather hours
that turn into days.

Changing direction
does not guarantee the truth,
for you might be wrong.

Found in a raindrop
is a portion of a cloud
that tried to hang on.

Charged with energy
a battery can give life
until it runs dry.

Right now is a time
that many forget about
until it passes.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2018

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and Old Fashioned Christmas site
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My Animal’s Greetings site below
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One of my friends sites below
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and once again the poetry contest at
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Me on YouTube
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I’m writing this a day late being our grandson
Christian sent me a message Saturday asking
if he could come and spend the weekend with
us.  Saturday night was Judy’s craft night over
at her sister’s house and so Christian went with
his mom and then rode home with Judy.  It’s
always great to have him come and stay with
us.  We stayed up late watching funny videos
on Youtube LOL.  Sunday we spent the day
watching more funny Youtube videos hehehe.
It will be a sad day when he no longer wants
to come and spend time with us.  Kids grow
up and get busy with their own lives.  I’m sad
about my getting too busy for my own grand
parents.  If I could change that,  I would,  but
the past is the past.  So,  I totally am thrilled
when I hear “Hey Grandpa can I come and stay
for the weekend” 🙂  It brings me joy when I
hear him say “Hey Grandpa,  look a this” 🙂
Helena (his mom) came and got him just a
little bit ago and we all sat in the living room
and chatted.  They’re gone now and it’s just
Judy, I and the boys Benny and Rocky now.
So next topic.  Well last week was a fairly
peaceful one.  For Valentines Day,  Judy and I
went to Subway and got some sub sandwiches
to bring home and eat while we watched TV.
Judy said that was what she wanted to do for
Valentines Day and so that’s what we did 🙂
I didn’t take many pictures last week being
when we did get out,  the sun was going down.
I have been busy writing poetry though and
Judy has done a few more paintings.  Life
at the Pearce’s Place can be rather boring to
onlookers,  but we enjoy life in our own way.
I’ll be happy when the Olympics is over with.
It cuts into some of our favorite TV programs.
Neither of us is a sports fan.  LOL the only
thing that is near sports related that we like
to watch is American Ninja Warrior hehehe.
We used to watch a game called Wipeout,
but it reached its last season in Sept of 2014.
Nope,  as far as real sports,  neither of us
is interested.  We have many TV programs
that we love to watch,  but the Olympics has
put them off air for how ever long that it
is that the Olympics is on.  I’m hoping it’s
almost done.  Judy’s checking right now to
see if there is anything on to watch tonight.
Please let there be something on hehehehe.
While she’s checking I guess I’ll continue
on with my rambling LOL.  It looks as
though this weeks temperatures will melt
a lot of this ice and snow,  but it’s looking
like we might get some more snow by the
end of the week as the temperature begins
its drop once again.  My weather program
says we might get a little snow tonight,  but
as I said,  it will melt with the temperatures
in the upper 30’s tomorrow and the upper
40’s Wednesday.  After that though it looks
like the temperature is dropping to the 20’s.
So beginning Thursday,  we will be back
to freeze ville LOL.  The weather has been
weird the last few weeks.  It’s still white
outside and you can go snow blind on a
sunny day.  We’re still enjoying life as best
that we can.  There will always be a few
bumps in life,  but they make the rest of
life more enjoyable.  Thank You God for
all that You have done for us and for that
You will do and thank You for giving us
protection.  So I reckon it’s time for me to
begin my journey back through all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  So,  it’s away I
go to that place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
LOL I think I found a fairly decent title
just a few lines back.  It surprises me being
the title is pretty simplistic hehehe and
after looking I saw that I had not used it
as of yet 🙂  so used it shall be.  Here goes…

Tonight

Nights of life
that days reveal
are often sights
with less appeal.
Tonight just might
become a phase
a time of life
for dreams to gaze.
They can also
become a void
nightmares from
a life deployed.
Fill your days
with good attitude
of which tonight
can use as food.
A taste of time
that’s without plight
to fill your dreams
you have tonight.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 19,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem and
maybe even understood it.  Also I hope you
enjoyed my rambling,  but if not,  as I’ve said
many times before,  SORRY hehehe.  Maybe
next time.  Well Judy didn’t find much for us
to watch tonight.  Kindred Spirits and then I
guess it’s game shows after that 🙂  I’m about
ready for dinner.  I turned on the oven for
Judy about 30 minutes ago to let it heat up.
LOL our stove is right against the outside
wall and it has to fight the cold to get warm.
🙂 If it was facing the interior of the house it
wouldn’t be so bad,  but it’s not.  Anyways,  she
just went in to start cooking.  We’re having
fish and chips/fries.  So,  I wonder if I have
anything thing important that I’ve forgotten.
Nope,  I think I have told ya all that’s going
on around here.  I guess it’s time  for me to
tell you what I tell you almost every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems with 5 extra.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2
of either or both that you like.  So Ok,  now
I believe it’s time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Now,  where can that ornery pff switch be
hiding this time.  it’s had an extra day to
find a hiding spot.  Hmm,  I think I see
something hanging on to Rocky’s hair for
dear life LOL.  Looking a little winded
there dude hehehe.  Did Rocky give the
ride of your life?  Hahaha you won’t do
that again huh hehehe.  I bet you’re tired.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
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Waiting On Trains

Pebbles are counted
as minutes of time
while waiting patiently
seeking for a sign.
A train of a dreamer
that carries inside
hopes for tomorrow
within today’s ride.
Waiting on trains
to come and display
moments of grandeur
a dreamers array.
Yet as we’re waiting
we might conceive
a new day to dawn
that’s better to weave.
Time might unleash
a portion of pains
while you are standing
waiting on trains.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2018

Beholders Eyes

Skies awakening
bring forth a view
scenes come alive
with wonderful hue.
Clouds might form
and become alive
as we then one day
go for a drive.
Life is so magical
as gray clouds above
patterns forming
filled full of love.
The beholders eyes
might look and see
more in a moment
than you and me.
For as the glimmers
are found in the skies
beauty is forming in
the beholders eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2018

Years Are Life

Weathered emotions
are counted like rain
drops of an ocean
upon a windowpane.
Life is as an actor
with scripts in time
thoughts of emotion
that so many find.
Formed as minutes
and counted as hours
the years are life
a moment empowers.
Dusk is perception
and morning awaits
creating a journey
that time participates.
An old house standing
might have a view
with stories to tell
from old days to new.
The years are life
as time marches on
painting the pictures
to never be gone.
They are remembered
as seasons in frame,
yet when weathered
they look not the same.
So many memories
are wood to a knife
whittled into existence
showing years are life.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2018

The Sky Awaits

Mindful emotions
become as a glance
filled full of scenes
that give us romance.
Living as a time
within our own views
moments perception
gives right to choose.
Choice of a glimmer
a sight which to see
as the sky awaits
with time given free.
Seeming to explode
as a canvas of white
God displays clouds
up above taking flight.
Seeming as a painting
that time delegates
Heaven becomes seen
as the sky awaits.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 13,  2018

A Snowmobile’s Trail

Cruising through winter
in white fallen snow
a snowmobile’s trail
is seen to and fro.
Journeys to one way
and journeys thereunto
a snowmobile’s trail
gives a familiar view.
Watching them roaming
and traveling about
the snowmobile’s travels
shows a seasonal route.
Time is the keeper
of the snow driven ways
as a snowmobile’s trail
is one day out of phase.
Yet as the snow falls
it gives more to do
as snowmobilers drive
on white snow brand new.
They might head across
a field yet explored
or drive on with others
to seek views reward.
Times they remember
as trails become time
a snowmobile’s path
is for winters design.
Roaming through snow
maybe going too fast
they might miss the views
of a snowmobile’s path.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 13,  2018

Reflective Souls

Types of beauty
times bestow
signs of life
a daily show.
We so often
will look away
and not see
the day to day.
Reflective souls
of passing scenes
become a gaze
within our dreams.
Life’s a doorway
times to view
that God made
for me and you.
We are a part
of natures roles
so let’s unite
reflective souls.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 13,  2018

We’re Losing Sight

We often seek
our different view
instead of seeing
what’s really true.
We often avoid
a time and date
when we’re found
we’re filled with hate.
We’re losing sight
of who we are
as our emotions
stoop too far.
The days parade
might truly consist
of times of our lives
that we have missed.
We might one day
look back with fright
being remorseful
for we’re losing sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 14,  2018

Time Forgotten

A brush with time
creates a theme
a time within
a certain scene.
A forgotten life
of living proof
old wood studs
and leaky roof.
We might perceive
the certain sight
a moments time
with dimmer light.
But the story’s
deeper than that
for it displays
a welcome mat.
A living breathing
sight to see
time forgotten
our history.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 14,  2018

Our Life Together

With hearts united
we became as one
time then became
as seconds to none.
We are as memoirs
a journey in time
our life together
as Heaven sent wine.
We’ve created times
alive to be seen
our life together
a magical dream.
Found as a heartbeat
connected with peace
our life together
gives joyful release.
We’re now conjoined
as two hearts in love
our life together
from Heaven above.
You are my Valentine
and I am yours too
our life together
from old to anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 14,  2018

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce

Distant Sun

Evenings shadows
sky of phase
the distant sun
right then displays.
Time is colored
orange to gold
as the sun shines
to surely unfold.
Scenes delivered
in evening sky
the distant sun
bids us goodbye.
Leaving essence
in the sky of eve
as it continues
what we perceive.
The distant sun
falls from sight
giving way for
the dark of night.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2015

Within The Mind

We’re as boats
that drift about
seeking pathways
in and out.
Floating drifting
time portrays
what we do in
future days.
As we’re floating
we might see
waves of life
to set us free.
But we might just
lose our path
if we’re rowing
way to fast.
Take each day
with cautions stride
and don’t let
your greed inside.
Within the mind
there is a place
a time of life
that’s out of pace.
Seasons sunshine
comes to be
life we wish for
but can’t see.
Don’t get antsy
row with peace
within your mind
let hurry cease.
Say a prayer
and take your oars
and then row
to peaceful shores.
Allow your stride
of life’s design
to find some peace
within the mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2018

Through The Emptiness

Our longing desires
of wanted arrays
can bring many problems
in oh so many ways.
Ones empty heartedness
sought for with greed
can become emptiness
what they do not need.
Through the emptiness
time will be found
holes in their future
as they look around.
Time has a way of
bringing forth the truth
and making ones feel like
the pulling of a tooth.
Yanking on perspectives
as wantings fall prey
to that of the future
on some distant day.
You might find regret
through all you’ve done
and wish for a change in
your passed setting sun.
Don’t let your passed
to delegate who you are,
seek for much better
you learned from afar.
Those times remembered
can be teachers of life
as our wantings change
the seasons of strife.
Through the emptiness
our lessons can grow
displaying hopefully
a new way to go.
Use what you’ve learned
to be a better display
for through the emptiness
can be a better day.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2018

Enhancing Styles

As ones embrace
for minutes passed
the scenes right then
might move too fast.
Looking beyond
what’s here right now,
might lose its depth
that times endow.
Enhancing styles
of wondrous thoughts
can often appear
as a moment lost,
for changing the view
of truths display
can also lose tract
of the good today.
So look at the views
as flowers will bloom
times we encounter
from April to June.
Seek for the blessings
look for the smiles
and you might see
some enhancing styles.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2018

Stay Focused

Keep your eyes opened
and look for the scenes
a portion of a moment
with ball on the greens.
Don’t let distractions
to mess up your view.
Try and stay focused on
what that is true.
Sometimes a person
will come in your way
distracting your steps
from day unto day.
So stay focused now
don’t lose your stride.
Keep your eyes opened
on your life changing ride.
Don’t let a liars din
to deceive what is true.
Try and stay focused on
what’s good for you.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2018

Guiding Spirits

Guiding spirits
voices true
bring us visions
old and new.
As we wander
with our ways
guiding spirits
fill our days.
Some are silent
actions found
when we one day
look around.
Though we may
see not a thing
guiding spirits
shout and sing.
Giving passage
things to learn
and some bridges
found to burn.
Look within you
see the flame
guiding spirits
times attain.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2018

Haiku
for Feb 17,  2018

Now is just breathing
awaiting a chance in life
for it to perform.

As seasons expire
they leave a few memories
as their reminders.

Losing direction
doesn’t mean that you’re hopeless
if you learn from it.

Time is just a breeze
that blows in with a journey
for seconds to count.

Patterns of a rose
are as sequences of spring
to live through summer.

So many through time
attempt to hurry their lives
and not enjoy it.

Allowing problems
to be all that you can see
you’ll miss the answers.

Windows of our lives
often need a little rain
to wash off the filth.

If we look around
we might see a few moments
that we missed before.

The grass of summer
lives as a mere memory
through fall and winter.

Within our footsteps
are the footprints left behind
that others may see.

Traveling memoirs
are as echoes of the mind
that you revisit.

Today’s beginnings
will have some endings as well
for it’s par the course.

Pleasantness is found
when looking beyond sadness
and seeing blessings.

Snowflakes of winter
are as unique emotions
falling from the sky.

Signatures of time
are often rustic details
that we call antiques.

When starving your mind
and not allowing lessons,
it will never grow.

Many a footstool
is just a person of life
that has given up.

Within the darkness
there might be a little light
to show you the way.

Tomorrows blessings
are awaiting their time frame,
so deal with today.

In fear of spiders
ones will often run away
no matter the size.

Shadows of ourselves
are often all that ones see
and not who we are.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2018

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