Blessings From Heaven

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope yall are doing well.  We’re still among
the living LOL.  Winter is slowly overriding
autumn as it keeps getting colder and colder.
Yeppers,  we’ve even had snow in the forecast,
but none yet to fall in our area.  It’s just a bit
cool right now with a temp of 40 F degrees at
2 PM.  Judy just strolled in and so I think it
might be time for me to fix her and I some
breakfast 🙂  I got up before her because my
old body was aching and I wasn’t getting any
sleep anyways.  Of course those of you that
may be reading my journal for the first time
may be saying to yourself,  2 PM breakfast!
Yeppers,  Judy and I are night owls and we
normally don’t go to bed till early morning.
So,  yes we get up around noon and eat our
breakfast.  Well we got done with breakfast
and it seems I forgot what I was doing and
began browsing Facebook LOL.  So.  I’m
back now.  I’m listening to some peaceful
music on my PC right now.  It helps me to
relax.  It’s a pretty day today even if it’s a
little cold.  It’s 42 F degrees now at 4 PM.
I think that might be as warm that it gets
today 🙂  Judy and I went and voted early
last Thursday,  so that’s done.  Now I will
be happy when the political commercials
die off.  I’m sick of them.  OK next topic.
There are still a few trees hanging onto
their leaves,  but most have lost them due
to the high winds that passed through here
a while back and also the fact that it’s that
time of year,  but there’s still a few holding
tight.  Yes,  of course the evergreens are
still with their leaves,  limbs and whatnot.
The Christmas tree farms are all getting
ready for the season.  We might drive to
take a few pictures of them when the snow
commences.  They’re beautiful with snow
on them.  Of course,  it might be a while
before we can do that.  Maybe a few weeks.
Hopefully though we can get some more
rain before all of that begins.  We’re still
in dire need of some rain,  but I welcome
the snow with open arms :).  It is always
so very beautiful with snowflakes floating
down from the sky.  As they land one by
one they begin painting pictures upon the
landscape that create art where there was
none before.   I call them blessings from
Heaven.  Of course that’s until there is
way too much and then it’s a pain from
Hell LOL.  Yet for the most part,  I love
snow.  I’ll be going out to lie in it time
to time using it for an ice pack on my old
aching body hehehe.  Yep,  it does come
in handy LOL.  Judy and I haven’t any
plans for this week.  We might do a little
grocery shopping if we find that we need
anything,  but that might be all unless
something else comes into the play.  Yep,
we plan on taking it easy this week,  like
we don’t already do that 🙂  Activities in
this house are left mostly to the dogs 🙂
They keep us busy hehehe.  Anyways,
God is still watching over us protecting
us from what He knows we can’t handle.
Thankfully He has sent many angels to
be with us and guide us.  Thank You God
for all that You have done for us and all
that You will do.  AMEN.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to be taking a little read
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 lil
place of my recollection that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe I found
a decent title just about halfway through
my rambling and now after checking I
see that it has not been used.  So,  Used
it shall be.  Here goes…

Blessings From Heaven

Many see raindrops
as pain from the sky,
but others see it as
help when it’s dry.
Rivers of a lifetime
may need a little rain
blessings from Heaven
and not just complain.
Time may show snow
as flakes fluffy white
then as a blessing
to create a scenic sight.
Formed compilations
the breezes may blow
blessings from Heaven
to display the snow.
Then as it’s melting
it becomes wet again
blessings from Heaven
just like fallen rain.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling 🙂
So,  that’s about all I have for you aside
from continued prayers for my friends
Sara and Sandy.    I think I’ve told you
all there is to tell other than what I tell
you every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more
poems with 4 Christmas poems mixed in.
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.
I guess now,  it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Alrighty then,  where is
that ornery switch hiding this time?????
Hmmm,  no,  that couldn’t be you again
hiding amongst my face masks,  could it?
Surely not hehehe,  but there ya are LOL.
What’s the matter,  did claustrophobia
get the best of you?  Hehehe,  ya got a
bit buried under there huh.  How about
this,  try to find a good hiding spot next
time and don’t be stupid.   You are silly.
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 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Our Reflections

Some might see
themselves as plain
in their reflections
times they attain.
Yet they might only
be comparing views
looking at others
striving their shoes.
We all have a walk
a subsequent phase
creating reflections
in our life’s waves.
Maybe as a ripple
or maybe a rhyme
reflecting our views
for others to find.
Look where you are
and see every fact
that our reflections
may want to retract.
Look for the good
and bring it in place
with our reflections
a true smiling face.
Open your eyes up
and let in a view
to be our reflections
of love me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2020

Stories Unfold

Created from time
a stage will form
weathered designs
may be reborn.
Found as a ghost
of a yesteryear
times may become
what many fear.
Formed from wood
a weathered array
as a story ones told
of a distant day.
Unleashing times
seconds procure
as old rotten wood
of scenic allure.
Changing the views
from bad to good
is done by learning
what you should.
Seeing the patterns
that can become
a Christmas scene
for a toy drum.
It could be a sight
a manger scene
with holiday style
sweet and serene.
Just like a book
of days of old
Christmas becomes
as stories unfold.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2020

Sky of Illusions

Blue skies above us
become as charades
forming a story
as each cloud fades.
Creating an illusion
of time with words
while it’s depicting
the flight of birds.
Illusions of seconds
the minutes become
opening doorways
to life’s shining sun.
Breathing a breath
of changes galore
while showing times
eyes can explore.
Becoming a rhythm
with a poetic dream
formed up above
within aquamarine.
The sky rearranges
it’s colorful hues
seeming as illusions
of various blues.
 Allow your dreams
to discover a phase
moments of life
with magical ways.
Let your mind find
a dream to thrive
in sky of illusions
as a bird flies by.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 20,  2020

Christmas Whispers

Words in a scene
become as a flight
snowflakes falling
each day and night.
Whispers of times
can create a world
of scenic designs
as time is unfurled.
Places with traces
of Christmas views
found in a breeze
that seconds infuse.
Snowflakes dance
like tiny ballerinas
performing life
in winter’s arenas.
Displaying sound
as a peaceful array
Christmas whispers
of wintertime’s day.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 21,  2020

Blessed Memories

Snow filled days
as echoes of style
seen as a dream
of a child’s smile.
Written in flakes
white snow falling
blessed memories
time keeps calling.
Artwork of love
as a seasonal hue
as sounds of life
a wonderful view.
Christmas scenes
may surely become
distant memories
a daughter or son.
Children playing
in winter’s breeze
as time creates
blessed memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 21,  2020

Eve of Enchantment

 Life finds a moment
that it can enhance
scented with aromas
evenings romance.
Seeming so magical
as it creates a dream
eve of enchantment
a wonderful scene.
Within the sunshine
is a wonderful glow
as yellow to orange
of an evening show.
Painting the skyline
with left over paint
to then by nighttime
become very faint.
The minutes tick on
with so many sights
as minutes entwine
the days and nights.
Seeming enchanted
the sky transforms
unlocking doorways
to seasonal storms.
Maybe a dreamworld
or just a nightmare
as a skyline becomes
a moment of prayer.
Look and find peace
within the displays
 eve of enchantment
is a magical phase.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 22,  2020

Summer Surrenders

We might remember
a time and a place
as summer surrenders
what all we embrace.
Unleashing shadows
of wonderful scenes
as summer surrenders
some magical dreams.
Some might discover
some hopeful arrays
as summer surrenders
some fun filled days.
Filled with emotions
of a memory’s song
as summer surrenders
and then it is gone.
Changing to shadows
from now unto then
as summer surrenders
an oncoming wind.
Autumn will awaken
with webs it weaves
as summer surrenders
the falling of leaves.
Time’s just a window
from old to anew
as summer surrenders
the next within view.
Remember the good
when other displays
as summer surrenders
the passing of days.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2020

Venturing Winter

Walking through life
of a seasonal view
time can be found
with a wintery hue.
A snow filled bridge
of a walking essence
displays a phase
a time to commence.
Created by a bridge
of a venturing mind
with winter’s decor
of Christmastime.
Snowy crossroads
to the other side
a wintertime venture
that time’s applied.
Look for the view,
the seasonal signs
when walking across
to other designs.
Let God guide you
and show the reason
as you’re venturing
winter the season.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2020

Sights We See

Seconds ticking
passing views
times we find
green and blues.
The sky above
creates a shroud
formed in time
a passing cloud.
The sights seen
open up doors
some discerned
as time’s actors.
Formed of life
times transcend
as sights we see
around the bend.
Leaving scenes
within a mind
to then become
a time’s design.
Looking deeply
you might see
moments of life
that set you free.
Find the beauty
in each sight
passing scenes
our eyes delight.
Blessings are
as a daily show
sights we see
our times bestow.
God does bestow.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23,  2020

Memoirs Silo

Time’s a keeper
of many views
sights and sounds
things we choose.
So many things
that we embrace
might be but only
a time or place.
With memories
as seeds of life
we may discover
the good or strife.
Allowing scenes
to enter the mind
continuing on
to points in time.
Forming paths
to thereunto
in our memories
of a magical view.
Find the times
that gave a smile
within the silo
the times compile.
Remember life
of better days
sceneries shadows
heartfelt arrays.
Seek for peace
and help it grow
within your heart
as memoirs silo.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2020

Haiku
for Oct 24,  2020

Essence of a dream
begins with a hopeful mind
and often a prayer.

Sometimes meets doorways
unlocking ventures of time
that might not be good.

Passages of time
can find ways of returning
when they’re not wanted.

Listening for echoes
needs first to have a moment
of which to echo.

Fields of perspective
will bloom from within our eyes
as we look around.

Pictures on a wall
might be hung by only nails,
but their beauty thrives.

Hearts beating of anger
can become as dynamite
just waiting to blow.

The heat of summer
becomes wishes for winter
and then more complaints.

Looking for the good
while the bad is all you find,
many close their eyes.

Autumn leaves may die,
but they give us many colors
to take pictures of.

Letters to the heart
can be written within words
 and shared with loved ones.

Anger only grows
when it’s fueled with memories
that you should let go.

Playing a fools game
as you argue with liars
can leave you in pain.

Living in the past
can create a wall of time
that becomes regret.

The minutes may pass,
but still leave portions of time
that can be relived.

Regretful are ones
that never listen to facts
and only hear lies.

Moments recorded
can become a glimpse of time
we can watch again.

Challenging liars
only exposes their truth
as they then compete.

Now gives us chances
that many may pass on by
looking back sadly.

Seasons of winter
give many the sight of snow
and some only grass.

Beyond the blue sky
holds a future of beliefs
and times of wonder.

Echoes will return
as the recording begins
and faintly repeats.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2020

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There Are Many

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Well to begin with,  we finally got some
much needed rain and our rivers have
water in them again.  Of course we still
need some more rain,  but at least the
rains may of helped some of the water
wells and replenished them.  Judy and
I are doing well.  I haven’t done much
picture taking,  but I took a few.  I may
share a few in my stationery along with
a few previous pictures from weeks past.
Next week I might take a little drive to
take a few pictures of what it looks like
now as leaves have fallen from all but
the evergreens which do not lose their
leaves.  It rained all day yesterday and
it sure felt good.  It’s bright and sunny
today and 53 F degree at 1 PM with a
high supposed to be 59 :),  but I don’t
think it’ll quite make it to 59.  The boys
went out a little bit ago to potty and I
think they enjoyed being outside for a
while being it’s a sunny day,  but as it
is always,  Rocky was soon ready to
come back inside and he had coaxed
his brother Benny into coming in with
him LOL.  I believe the reasoning for
it was they wanted their morning treats.
I give them each an Old Roy rawhide
dumbbell and they love them.  They’re
good for them.  Anyways,  Judy just
walked in.  I couldn’t sleep any longer
due to my left hip throbbing so I got
up near noon.  It took me a while to
get in the mode for writing hehehehe.
Well I just fixed us some breakfast 🙂
Oatmeal Yummy.  I hear the train in
the distance.  I heard the train whistle
and asked Judy where the music was
coming from and she said it was the
train.  I listened again and yep,  that’s
what it was LOL.  The train has made
it into a few of my music videos with
it tooting its horn while I was playing
my conga drums hehehe.  It’s not all
that near us,  but we can hear it in the
distance.  It’s warmed up a little.  Now
it’s 56 F degrees at 2 PM.  It got down
to 31 F degrees last night.  Just a little
chilly hehehe.  It’s supposed to be in
the mid 50’s for most of the week.  Of
course,  that’s during the day.  I’m sure
it will be a little cooler at night,  but
still not winter.  Maine has already got
some snow in the higher elevations,  but
we haven’t seen any YET.  We have had
snow in October before.  We do though
always look for it to begin in November.
I’m ready for it.  I am always enthralled
when seeing the first snowflakes to fall.
It’s a beautiful sight.  At least I think
it is.  There are many up here that hate
the snow and I’m always wondering
why they don’t move if they hate it so
much.  But then,  there are the other
sights that Maine has to offer and the
temperatures are not that bad during
the summertime.  Plus,  when autumn
comes,  it creates artwork out of the
leaves that make it all worth its while.
Yep,  but I myself love the snow the
most.  I said SNOW,  not ICE.  I hate
it when the snow starts melting and
turns to slush to only become as an
ice sheet when it refreezes.  That part
of it,  I can do without hehehe. Yep,
as long as it’s snow and not too much
if we need to go somewhere,  but other
than that.  Let it fall 🙂  It’s taking me
a while to write this being my hip is
hurting and makes it hard to sit for
any length of time.  I might have to
get a cortisone shot in it like Judy’s
been getting in her knees 🙂  I’ll ask
my doctor what she thinks.  Oh well,
I’m almost done with this.  The boys
are sleeping in their doggy beds right
between Judy and I.  Judy’s watching
painting videos trying to learn other
styles to do.  She’s a great artist in my
view.  I love to use her artwork for my
poetry.  God put her and I together
knowing that we were meant to be.
Yes,  we have our share of squabbles,
but we always work passed them as
we apologize and grow.  I can’t even
imagine being without her in my life.
Thank You God for always taking
care of me as well as us.  You have
always been there for me.  Through
thick and thin I could always depend
on You.  Thank You for all that You
do and will do.  AMEN.  Now I Believe
it’s time for me to be reading 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 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 about
halfway in my rambling and now after
checking I see that it hasn’t been used
yet,  so used it shall be.  Here goes…

There Are Many

Life is bewilderment
filled with digressions
while there are many
so filled with obsessions.
There may be snow
on a wintertime’s day
while so many complain
with every which way.
Seeing the sunshine
and even summer’s rain
there are many people
that but only complain.
Look for the beauty,
look for the styles
found in the seasons
that can create smiles.
Open your heart up
and look at the scenes
for there are many
that are magical dreams.
Let God to guide you
to each wondrous place
for there are many
that you should embrace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a bit of my rambling 🙂
I have a couple of prayer request.  One
for my friend Sara W.  She is still not
doing well and another request for my
ex wife Sandy P.  She is struggling with
cancer.  Please keep them both in your
prayers.  So,  I can’t think of anything
other to tell you accept of course what
I tell you almost every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems and 2 of them
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,
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.  Okey dokey,  so
where can that ornery off switch be
trying to hide this time LOL????????
Hmmm,  where oh where can you be
hiding??  LOL You have to be kidding.
Hiding behind or better yet,  trying to
hide behind my ANIMAL figurine. It’s
not that big,  as a matter of fact it’s
kind of small.  Do ya think you might
wanna start finding something a little
larger to hide behind.  Try harder.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Autumn’s Doorway

We often may view
a scene so serene
as time we may find
as an autumn dream.
It might come alive
with a seasonal taste
as a stage of an age
that came with haste.
The colors of autumn
become as the sun
to gleam as a dream
that can’t be outdone.
Autumn’s doorway
displays its romance
dancing and prancing
a momentous glance.
Life comes in view
as time finds a way
exposing decomposing
autumn colors at play.
We often may view
this moment in time
as ages flipping pages
to recall in the mind.
For within pictures
and ones photographs
an autumn’s doorway
shows future and past.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2020

Tracking Autumn

A train might be
just waiting to roll
on down the tracks
as moments unfold.
Tracking onwards
with visions mind
seasons as dreams
as seconds unwind.
Being well aware
of the fallen leaves
as autumn’s beauty
a leaf fairy weaves.
Seeming as echoes
of times long ago
the clickety clacks
of times to and fro.
Watching change
many colors become
tracking autumn
the season is done.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2020

Winter Comes Knocking

With just the essence
of cold and snow
winter comes knocking
to tell us hello.
It breathes in deeply
to let loose a sign
one of a moment
nearing Christmastime.
It opens up its mouth
to unleash a phase
as snowflakes becoming
the essence of days.
Then as they’re falling
they become a song
magic of Christmas
so many sing on and on.
The song creates style
as joy from within
forming our perspective
for life to enter in.
Becoming as a journey
that we can embrace
as wintertime scenes
show a Christmassy face.
The sky may be blue,
but time will tell
as the clouds will form
with snowy detail.
The sky will unleash
snowflakes talking
floating gracefully
winter comes knocking.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 13,  2020

The Ocean Beyond

Beyond the moment
waves might roll
telling their stories
as times unfold.
We may not perceive
the distant view
the ocean beyond
as a deep sea of blue.
As the changes begin
creating a form
seconds move on
as time is born.
Seeming as windows
 to cosmic scenes,
yet in the darkness
it’s only our dreams.
Minutes might move
to become a wave
hidden in darkness
of future days.
Yet our perspectives
may not be clear
as all of the sights
may seem very near.
Open up your mind
and let it hear
the sounds of now
and yesteryear.
For it’s as a doorway
continuing on
telling the stories
of the ocean beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2020

Sands of an Hourglass

Burning grains of sand
scenes might become
a summer of long ago
with rays of the sun.
Watching the waves
as they roll in and out
while people continue
a beach trodden route.
Life can be as windows
or doorways to find
that heads destinations
of a momentous mind.
Leaving conclusions
that become as a view
with times transfixing
as a deep sea of blue.
Change within the sand
is as grains of desires
formed from the waves
of our wanted empires.
Seeking for the sands
of a wonderful allure
we might fill our hands
with but only manure.
Look for the blessings
that times withstand
and hold them tightly
as gold filled sand.
Time gives chances
to learn from the past
as an ocean and waves
sands of an hour glass.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2020

Transcending

Sat upon a chair
that times unveil
life can be of air
a breathed detail.
Just like a bird
sat waiting away
time transcending
creates a new day.
Syncing seconds
to stay or to fly
time is a journey
to do or to die.
Becoming a door
with a clear view
displaying times
from old to anew.
Windows open
displaying a sight
as a bird that sits
awaiting its flight.
It’s only dreams
so never-ending
forming journeys
as transcending.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

Praying For Peace

Life is confusing
with all that I see
as peace got lost
in all that is free.
So many people
take anger to core
kicking their peace
right out the door.
Let God to guide
your daily voice
praying for peace
and life to rejoice.
Look up to heaven
and find a place
a moment of peace
that’s Godly grace.
Pray for passion
and pray for love
peace that can be
from up above.
Allow your heart
to let anger cease
while your kneeling
praying for peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

We Imagine

Oceans of dreams
become our view
in times we find
we’re wanting anew.
Just like the waves
that roll in and out
so many imagine
what others doubt.
Time’s as illusions
a painting of God’s
as moments reality
each wave applauds.
Becoming as dreams
that many wish for
just as we imagine
and wanting more.
 Find the blessings
truly God given
that is beyond
what all we imagine.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 15,  2020

Road To Winter

The seasons start
and end in place
giving so many
times to embrace.
Often as windows
many will view
all we remember
as a seasonal hue.
Winter is one that
so many perceive
as times they find
and wish to leave.
Yet, there’s others
that see the sights
happy memories
in days and nights.
Dreamers of lights
on Christmas trees
a road to winter
shows all of these.
The scenes delight
as many explore
the road to winter
that many adore.
It may seem long
this scenic drive
road to winter
that comes alive.
It gives us a view
front and center
Christmas details
a road to winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2020

Cloudy Minds

Seeming as dreams
of cloudy arrays
time is often seen
as whites and greys.
Life is like a canvas
brushstrokes galore
painted as emotions
that so many adore.
So often as blue sky
and so often as rain
with cloudy minds
of a windowpane.
Look deeply inside
and locate a flow
found within clouds
a timeless rainbow.
Open up your mind
and see what’s there
found as a moment
time’s breath of air.
Breathing blessings
a new day done
to clear the cloudy
and show the sun.
So look on beyond
a simulated sky
and find a dream
as the clouds fly by.
Open your window
and see the designs
that many confuse
with cloudy minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2020

Haiku
for Oct 17,  2020

Time is a healer,
but can also create pain
if it’s not let go.

Beyond what we see
might be all of the answers
that we want to know.

Looking for a clue
amidst many illusions
you might find a lie.

With truth and fiction
holds many different views
that could be the same.

Life in the fast lane
can wear out the best of us
as time does its thing.

Various viewpoints
can become clouded with want
and not what’s the truth.

Limited gateways
show just a portion of paths
that could be the best.

The links of a chain
can become weathered in time
and one day may break.

A blossoming rose
needs sunlight, water and soil
to become its best.

Knocking at a door
you might find that it opens
and scares you to death.

Listing your failures
you might end up forgetting
what you succeeded.

The windows not washed
can become more like doorways
that are made from glass.

Never is a word
that many might overuse
speaking of mistakes.

Belief in spirits
can create a perspective
that lets you hear them.

Life is like a door,
for some continue knocking
even when it’s answered.

Cherishing a doll
that you had in your childhood
you might not grow up.

A mixture of time
can become fluid of style
flowing as a breeze.

Chance may come knocking
when you find you’re not ready,
so it’s best to wait.

Our struggles of life
might show themselves as blessings
misinterpreted.

Dreaming too deeply
of things that you wish to be
can create nightmares.

When playing head games
you might end up the loser
as the game is changed.

When looking upwards
you might see clouds passing by
that could be Heaven.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2020

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Tomorrow Morning

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a slow week these passed few
days.  Not much has gone on.  I have
been going through all of the pictures
that we took when Jamye and Sami
were here trying to find some I can use
for poetry pictures.  I’ve found a few 🙂
We enjoyed having them here with us
and I miss them terribly now,  but we
have tons of pictures to remember the
moments.  As I said before this passed
week has been rather slow.  Judy and
I did some grocery shopping and I even
had our heating oil tank filled,  so it is
FULL and ready for winter.  Now to
start building the oil tab again for the
day that we need more heating oil and
I’m sure we will LOL.  Winters often
last 6 months up here.  Right now at
4:30 PM it’s 48 F degrees with a high
of 49.  It’s supposed to be 23 F degrees
by tomorrow morning,  which might
concluded that I turn on the heat late
tonight hehehe.  Our radiator heaters
manage to keep us fairly warm,  but
we need the furnace going to keep the
water from freezing.  Then as the temps
start dropping and staying in freezing
mode,  we’ll have to leave the furnace
on because our radiator heaters can
only do so much LOL.  So,  what else
is there to tell ya?  Well, Judy went to
craft night last night and she painted
her ceramic dog and she did a pretty
good job of it.  She has it sitting on
the boys doghouse that’s on the porch.
I’ll include a couple of pictures of it in
my stationary.  It almost looks real 🙂
We had a storm come through here
last night while Judy was gone and I
was afraid we were going to lose our
electricity with all of the wind blowing,
but all we lost was TV reception LOL.
Fortunately Judy didn’t drive home
during the storm.  God has been good
to us.  He’s allowed what all that we
needed in our lives and held back the
storms He knew we could not handle.
Thank You God for always looking
out for us.  AMEN.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to be reading back over
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that will
work for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So it’s away I go to the place of
my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may
have found a decent title halfway back
through my rambling and it seems that
after checking that it has not been used
yet,  so used it shall be.  Here goes…

Tomorrow Morning

Today meets journeys
we might of delayed
with our tomorrows
our moments inlayed.
Forming a turnstile
that swings with ease
into procrastination
that seems as a breeze.
A tomorrow morning
might not be right,
for it might be but only
a stick of dynamite.
The yesterday you had
might of held together
the chances you had
for a time to endeavor.
So don’t procrastinate
and lose what’s there
for tomorrow morning
it may just be air.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even my rambling which this
week was a smaller scale 🙂  Anyways,  I
do have a prayer request and it’s for my
good friend in Texas Sara W.  I am real
worried about her.  I cannot contact her
being she never answers her phone.  Her
health has been real bad,  so please pray
for her.  Ok,  so that’s about all I have
for you other than what I tell you every
week and that is  🙂  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems
with three wintry Christmastime poems
mixed in.  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 with that said I believe
it’s time for me to start my search for
that hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Okey dokey,  so where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this time????   Hmm,  I distinctly recall
that my nose spray bottle does not dance,
so you wouldn’t be trying to hide behind
it would you LOL?  If you could ever
learn to be still and not be fidgety and
all,  I might not find ya so quickly,  but
then I reckon that’s a good thing hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Perpetual Minds

Time is but a cloud
floating in the sky
that many discover
as it drifts on by.
Not seeing the life
up within a breeze
as they dream of
what they believe.
 Looking to the sky
you might fall prey
to a gasping wind
that times portray.
You may even see
a cloud from afar
strumming a song
on a skyline guitar.
Life can be as rain
with a rippling hue
falling from above
as each day’s anew.
Bringing new days
with new scenery
to help remember
a cloud of history.
Clouds are artwork
with fluffy strokes
formed as illusions
a moment evokes.
Lingering breezes
a blessing unwinds
found up above as
perpetual minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 5,  2020

And So We Wait

Just like a stream
a river of time
we wait for waters
a pouring design.
With just a breath
of a scenic path
the minutes move
as future to past.
Becoming the age
that we desire
while searching for
more to acquire.
We wait for stages
changing views
with dusk to dawn
and scenic hues.
So many venture
to find a date
a river of dreams
and so we wait.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2020

Visitors

Gazing upwards
at the night sky
you may discover
 a sight to fly by.
It may be seen
as a falling star
a meteor flying
from here to afar.
Yet it might be
an alien being
a tiny little visitor
that you’re seeing.
Flying in the sky
a saucer type ship
a special design
for a long trip.
There may be two
or more inside
friendly visitors
on a scenic ride.
From so far away
maybe from Mars
they might just be
friendly visitors.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2020

Midnight Sky

Clouds of a night sky
might hold a breeze
floating up above us
in the nighttime seas.
Waters of the skyline
become as a dream
in the midnight sky
as a cloudy stream.
Flowing as an ocean
creating certain sights
a scenic painted stage
with portions of lights.
A painted masterpiece
in the skyline above
seeming to be poured
with essence of love.
Heaven’s own artwork
on a canvas of time
as a midnight window
to an awesome design.
Opened as a pathway
for us to look through
as the midnight sky
tells us peekaboo.
Showing us the beauty
of a dreamers gaze
within a midnight sky
of a magical phase.
It’s always changing
as the clouds fly by
this magical moment
in a midnight sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2020

Winters of Time

Snow laden pictures
create sights to see
winters so delightful
within our memory.
Time can be painted
on a canvas of white
as the winters reveal
a Christmassy sight.
Recorded as minutes
that seconds portray
the winters of time
will never fade away.
For as life’s window
a time seeps through
maybe of Christmas
of an old and anew.
 White snow delivers
a Christmas design
found as snowflakes
in winters of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2020

Many Thoughts

Skies of beauty
that seasons expose
may surely unveil
a time that glows.
It might be seen
as but only a glance
a timeless scene
of living romance.
Many a thought
may seem as a trail
a glistening pond
of wondrous detail.
Imagine a scene
as a page that turns
creating a sight
that time discerns.
Life’s reflection
shows many things
so many thoughts
wildest of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 7,  2020

Dreamer’s Illusion

An ocean of mind
might seem very blue
waters of a moment
a transcending view.
Flowing on beyond,
but seeming so shy
streaming illusions
that’ll never run dry.
They create sights
for minds to perceive
webs that of water
dreamers can weave.
Looking for dreams
within the display,
but finding illusions
of a magical way.
A dream of waves
lives on in our minds
as shallow waters
depict of the times.
Dreamer’s illusions
can come in view
and create a window
for me and for you.
You may only see
memories that thrive
times that passed,
but yet still survive.
Yet looking closer
it may be confusion
hiding a smile in
a dreamer’s illusion.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 8,  2020

Seeming Translucent

Revived with photos
some pictures live on
seeming translucent
as a seasonal song.
So many viewpoints
become memories
scents we remember
grasses and trees.
Some times fade off
that once were there
seeming translucent
as a breath of air.
Breathed out deeply
giving life a flow
that forms a picture
for times to bestow.
A moment may echo
what cannot be seen
seeming translucent
as memory’s dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 8,  2020

After Christmas

Lifetimes continue
as seconds tick on
seasons changing
and some as a song.
Sung of the beauty
as well as the time
life after Christmas
lives on in the mind.
Textured with love
that we remember
formed on a stage
within a December.
It’s a window view
into distant scenes
for after Christmas
continues in dreams.
Living as blessings
a season displayed
is after Christmas
with Heaven inlaid.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 9,  2020

Soon Comes Winter

Daylight meets dark
as nighttime prevails
showing its doorway
to timeless details.
A bridge for walking
creates a destination
as soon comes winter
in time’s acceleration.
Snowflakes of white
become as the scene
scented of Christmas
a wondrous cuisine.
Autumn’s gone away
with snow in its place
providing a window
with a seasonal face.
 The heart of the sky
unleashes its design
as snowflakes falling
within wintertime.
Creating the passion
with a timeless stage
formed within waters
of wintertime’s page.
Now may seem dim
as the days pass on,
but soon you’ll sing
a Christmas song.
A life of amazement
God front and center
Christmas beginnings
as soon comes winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 9,  2020

Haiku
for Oct 10,  2020

The days that pass by
may become as reflections
that can help us grow.

Reality’s worth
is found within the shadows
of what that is true.

The length of a chain
will hold many perspectives
with some broken links.

Colors of autumn
often transform scenery
into that of art.

Life of a storm cloud
changes as the breezes blow
and the raindrops fall.

Minutes become days
as the seconds multiply
creating journeys.

Passionate flowers
might bloom as a rainbow
enhanced by colors.

Time can become locked
in the vault within our mind
and prevent our growth.

Windows of the mind
can become cluttered with filth
if we don’t clean them.

Expressions of life
often become our doorways
found as confusion.

Many illusions
can become as the real thing
living as nightmares.

The past is the past,
for even if it returned
it would be as changed.

Behind many lies
is truth that time exposes
leaving ones heartaches.

Pointless is gossip,
for it’s often built on lies
that others made up.

Forming perspectives
needs the truth to be displayed
to enlighten fact.

Counting your blessings
can open your eyes to hopeful
as you see the light.

Looking out windows
you might see a mockingbird
that’s singing its song.

Blissful is Heaven
as we form a connection
while saying a prayer.

Now is a doorway
to choose if we will enter
or to walk on passed.

Classifying life
as but only a breath
does not hold water.

Existence of life
lives on far beyond our sight
and what we can feel.

The winds of time blow
giving life a chance to breathe
and create a stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2020

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My Animal’s Greetings site below
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Me on YouTube
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

We Survived

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a great passed week.  Judy and
I had a great visit with my daughter and
granddaughter.  We took a scenic drive
and got some great pictures.  I of course
2 days before took a little picture taking
drive to try and see where the best colors
of autumn were depicted.  I took a lot of
great pictures then,  but we had a storm
to blow in the very next day which blew
off many of the leaves.  Thankfully there
were still some trees holding their leaves
in the branches.  We got a lot of great
pictures and a lot of them of us together.
I brought my tripod and Jamye had her
selfie stick so yes,  we got a lot of pictures
of us all together.  It was raining off and
on,  but we survived.  We had planned
on going mini golfing Friday,  but the
weather was not allowing it,  so we took
a drive up to Caribou Maine and visited
with Judy’s eldest daughter and her kids.
Judy’s youngest daughter wasn’t home.
Anyways,  we had a good visit and got
some great pictures of us all together 🙂
Oh yea,  the day before when we went
driving we stopped and had dinner at the
Governor’s Restaurant in Presque Isle 🙂
Friday on our drive we looked for a few
souvenirs for Jamye and Sami to take
home with them so we stopped off at a
few places in hopes of finding something
good for them.  They found a few things
they liked,  one which was many bottles
of Maple syrup hehehe.  Yep,  we had a
great time together,  but they had to be
heading home early Saturday morning.
I hated for them having to leave so soon,
but she had to be back at work Sunday.
So,  fortunately we have a lot of pictures
and memories from the visit.  Hopefully
they can com back again one day soon.
I’d love for us to be able to make a trip
to Texas,  but on top of health issues we
cannot afford it,  but who knows,  it may
happen one day.  LOL I believe I may of
walked a bit too much this passed week.
My legs are aching bad.  Oh well,  we had
a great time.  I didn’t do a lot of writing
last week,  but then I was busy.  I almost
started crying when Jayme and Sami were
driving away.  I will miss seeing them 🙁
Anyways,  onto the next topic.  Judy and
I celebrated our 19 year anniversary also
on Friday October 2nd and Jamye had
her 41 birthday on Sept 29th so we kind
of just bundled them up together into
one celebration.  We had planned to go
mini golfing,  but that got sort of rained
out,  so we just made do.  Other than
all of that,  Judy and I spent the earlier
part of last week getting ready for them
to get here.  We’ve been having a little
problem with mice and we’ve got mouse
traps set up here and there throughout
the house.  It seems the mice want to
come in out of the cold.  LOL Benny
and Rocky are giving them a run for
their money hehehe.  We had forgotten
to start putting the boys food dish up
on the table at night and that I’m sure
attracts them,  but I started last night
by putting it off of the floor in hopes
of discouraging the lil varmints LOL.
As long as it’s during the day,  the boys
are in here and the mice don’t dare go
near the food hehehe.  I’m hoping that
between the lack of food and the traps
the mice will soon be gone from here 🙂
It’s 50 F degrees right now at 4 PM and
the high for today is supposed to be 54.
Tomorrows high is supposed to be 60
so it’ll be a little warmer LOL.  I had
to turn the heater on for Jamye and
Sami in the living room because they
were getting cold at night.  Yep,  it’s
not quite the Texas weather they know
so well 🙂   Anyways,  God has kept His
mighty hands over us protecting us as
always and the many angels and spirits
have continued to watch over us.  We
most surely feel blessed.  Thank You
God for all that You do and all that
You will do.  AMEN.  Now,  I believe
it’s time for me to be reading back on
everything 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 new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go,  to that little
place of my recollection that I like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
may of found a decent title about a
quarter of the way from the beginning
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…

We Survived

We’ve each had trials
and will find more
time and again
sometimes as before.
They may look vague
the passing sights
that we survived
the wrongs and rights.
Look for the lessons,
look for the tools
within the journeys
we’re acting as fools.
Learning the hard way
what not to do
can often be what that
sticks with you.
So use what God gave
to be revived,
for it is through Him
that we survived.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 4,  2020

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and hopefully even a little of my
rambling entertained you hehehe.  That’s
about all I have for ya other than what I
tell you every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
but only 6 poems this week and 1 of em
is Jamye’s birthday poem and there is
1 Christmas poem as well.  Hey,  I was
busy.  I did though write 22 more haiku
for all of the haiku lovers out there LOL.
I hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or
both that you like.  Now I do believe it
is time to start 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.  Okey
dokey,  so where can that ornery switch
be trying to hide this time?  LOL getting
lazy are ya.  Just having a little camp out
on my cloth face mask huh.  You forgot
what day it was hehehe.  It’s Sunday 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

 
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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
and
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is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
6 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

White Winged Tern

I’ve seen a bird
a familiar sight
found near water
always in flight.
It’s like a gull
seeking for fish
and other things
it finds delish.
It’s not common
to see it up here,
but ever so often
it might appear.
Found so scenic
these birds fly
time and again
to do or to die.
Sufficing to fill
a day’s concern
this is about a
white winged tern.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2020

My Daughter

You’ve come far
as life went astray
learning from then
to see another day.
Years have passed
leaving a glance
life that may seem
as song and dance.
Ages of turnstiles
opened with views
giving us chances
to change the news.
Finding heartbeats
from near to afar
you my daughter
are my shining star.
I hope the years
bring time to attain
for you and I
much more to gain.
This day is so great
for now me and you
can share your day
with a better view.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2020

Dreamer’s Train

White snowy tracks
with a train in mind
will wait every day
in a seasonal design.
It’s awaiting to hear
the chugalug sound
as a train continues
to gain more ground.
It blows its whistle
as a singer’s song
telling of its presence
moving on and on.
Christmas may come
as a clickety clack
as the train rolls on
the railroad track.
Dreams come to life
as a scenic destination
creating pathways of
a trains acceleration.
Becoming as a story
from northern Maine
as a scenic reflection
of a dreamer’s train.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2020

Flow of Creation

Sights become alive
as a story unfolds
created with images
that a time beholds.
Moments reflections
may come into view
as a flow of creation
from old to anew.
You may sense time
as a flowing river
a time that displays
a sight as a giver.
Giving us the essence
of a hopeful flow
one that is peaceful
for time to bestow.
The seasons of style
are magnetic days
attracting the views
of magical phase.
An answer to prayer
a time to perceive
the flow of creation
for life to achieve.
Flowing like desire
with creative hue
life is like pictures
and hypnotic views.
Some are as dreams
filled with elation
that’s given by God
a flow of creation.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2020

Forever

Waiting on events
to fall into place
might seem forever,
but only a waste.
Yet our perception
might only perceive
essence of autumn
as a colorful weave.
Woven as blessings
sewn into place
as a page to forever
God’s saving grace.
We might lose time
as the minutes pass
and then become
as shadows to cast.
 Seeming as a path
to another day
as a time and place
ones kneel to pray.
Woven are desires
of wondrous scenes
found written on
a tomb of dreams.
We may never see
the way we view
when crossing over
from old to anew.
Make use of today
in all you endeavor
the best you can,
for soon is forever.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2020

Shades of Autumn

Within a moment
time might display
a passing of scenes
to yet another day.
Seconds grow life
as a scenic design
formed as a style
as a magical find.
Autumn becomes
as a window to see
a beautiful passage
that is so heavenly.
It brings into view
a seasonal stage
one that enlightens
the turn of a page.
Minutes uncover
time’s photograph
seconds portrayals
of future and past,
Opening a passage
to then thereunto
becoming as a page
with a better view.
We’ve all seen life
to change its mind
and become wind
to blow away time.
For with seasons
days can become
shades of autumn
a new day begun.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2020

Haiku
for Oct 3,  2020

Tomorrows memoirs
can be horrid reflections
as now passes on.

Minutes of a clock
might seem to go by quickly,
but be just seconds.

Directions we choose
can often seem confusing
if we cannot read.

Leaning on others
often creates disturbance
when leaning too much.

Lost in a tunnel
in search for a little light
you can find blessings.

Our basic instincts
can often get us through life,
but not without flaws.

Flowing like water
a river will often cease
when life is no more.

Tickling fancies
can often create problems
as ones expect more.

Looking to the west
watching the sun fade away
you might see some stars.

Life is confusion
while death also confuses
creating questions

Mind over matter
often loses direction
with matter of mind.

In summer’s doorway
holds many different views
in fractions of time.

Winds of desire
may blow of many breezes,
some of destruction

We are as actors
on a stage of creation
that each day designs.

Giving ones advice
needs be done understanding
you might not be right.

Someone’s universe
might not have room for your views,
so don’t force beliefs.

Thinking too deeply
ones can drown themselves in grief
over what that’s done.

When overworking
you might end up with nothing
if you do not rest.

Challenges of life
can be the size of mole hills
and seem as mountains.

Today has a plan
that might not include your wants,
so don’t be surprised.

Praying selfish prayers
can often create a wall
between you and God.

Holding onto things
can become anchors in life
that prevent your sails.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2020

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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

Many Wells

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you’ve been doing well.  Judy and I
are getting the house ready for a visit from
my daughter and granddaughter.  They’re
coming up from Texas in a couple of days
and they’ll need a place to sleep while they
are here.  We’ll be doing some mini golfing
and sightseeing while they’re here.  It will be
a short stay,  but we’ll try to make the best
of it.  Sept 29 is my daughter’s birthday and
Oct 2nd is mine and Judy’s 19 year wedding
anniversary.  I guess we’ll be celebrating it
with Jamye as she also shares her birthday.
I hope it doesn’t start raining when they’re
here.  That would put a damper on all of
our plans.  Although we do need the rain
being we are amidst a drought,  but it’s bad
timing LOL.  Oh well,   it’s not like I have
any control over it.  LOL the weatherman
doesn’t even have any control over it.  If it
rains we’ll just have to make other plans,
but hopefully that doesn’t happen.  Next
topic 🙂  Well,   this passed week has been
sort of boring as usual hehehe.  The same
old same old stuff.  Benny hears a noise
and starts barking at it and I begin telling
him to shut up and it goes on and on as
his brother Rocky watches us while tilting
his head side to side as if to be thinking
about joining in hehehe.   Yep,  it’s a mad
house around here LOL.  I’ve taken a few
pictures off and on.  Oh yea,  the colors
of autumn are coming in view more and
more each passing day.  I’m going to try to
take a drive Monday or Tuesday and take
a few pictures of the autumn leaves before
Jamye and Sami get up here,  so I will have
an idea of which way they are the best to
show them, either north or south.  Also I
want to stop and take a few pictures which
is something they might not want to do 🙂
I vacuumed the porch last night and I’m
thinking of using the carpet cleaner vac
on it as well.  It’s warm today.  Right now
at 4:30 PM it’s 76 F degrees.  This passed
weeks has been fairly cool with the nights
at freezing temps LOL.  I wish the weather
would make up its mind.  I’m sure winter
will show up soon enough hehehe.  Though
we’re hoping for a lot of rain before it gets
here,  because many wells are running dry.
Anyway,  as you can see,  not much as gone
on around this place.  God’s still watching
over us as are many spirits.  We feel blessed
to have what we have no matter how little
we may have.  We have what we need and
that’s enough.  Thank You God for always
looking after us and sending angels to help
us in our times of need.  AMEN.  Now I do
believe it’s time for me to read back on all
that I have written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use for a
title for today’s brand new poem.  So,  it’s
 away I go to that place of my recollection
that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may have found me a decent title
just a few lines back and I see that is has
not been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Many Wells

Striving forces
wants and wishes
many seek for
expensive dishes.
Yet there’s some
that have so few
and are happy
with their view.
So many people
seek for greed
and not what
they really need.
The wells of some
are overflowing
with some others
barely growing.
So many wells
might run dry
leaving them to
wither and die.
Help ones live
as God compels
if you’re one
with many wells.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 27,  2020

I hope you enjoyed the poem and maybe
even my rambling.  My legs are hurting
real bad right now and I’ve gotta get up
and walk around time to time,  so this is
taking me quite a while to write hehehe.
I haven’t much else to tell you other than
what I tell you every week and that is, I
wrote some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
10 more poems and 1 of them is a sort of
Christmas poem.  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 do believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely not
before I wish you a blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Okey dokey now,  where can that
ornery off switch be trying to hide this
week?  Hmm,  looking around the room
at normal hiding spots and no sight of it.
Aha,  I see ya you little varmint.  Trying
to hide behind my grandmother’s picture
frame huh.  I might not of seen ya if you
would just quit moving around hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Summer’s Moon

The night bestowed
a summer’s moon
a time of night
that lovers swoon.
It brought emotions
of a magical view
which then appeared
as a dreamers hue.
While focusing on it
as moonlight shined
I could see valleys
of moonlights mind.
It created a journey
my eyes could see
a kind of sight
which set me free.
It helped me dream
and see the stars,
imagining wonders
that are unlike ours.
Look up to the sky
as nighttime’s attune
and see the season
of summer’s moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22,  2020

Rekindling

Spring to summer
displays a sight
times bewilderment
daylight to night.
Spring brings us life
flowers that bloom
seen in the seasons
March unto June.
Rekindling the assets
to come into view
becoming the stages
of a time so anew.
Springtime enlightens
the moments to grow
seen as a doorway
or a scenic window.
Enjoy all the scenery
before it is gone
take a few pictures
from dusk to dawn.
Springtime is new life
rekindling the views
found as blessings
that so many abuse.
Look up above you
at the scenic sky
that may turn gray
as clouds fly by.
Springtime is a sight
that many may sing
songs as a lifetime
of our rekindling.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22,  2020

Wishful Times

Minutes tick onwards
time moves along
creating its patterns
right and of wrong.
Forming our windows
of life thereunto
so many will wish
for a dreamers view.
Dreaming of existence
as a wishing well
with snow of winter,
Christmas to foretell.
You might see a scene
of a wishful array,
a time that you find
Christmas to portray.
Depicted as heavenly
with scenic designs
searching for peace
within wishful times.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 23,  2020

Waiting For Change

We might be as birds
on a sandy shore
waiting for beginnings
just like times before.
Waiting for the days
to return once again
times we remember
to then again begin.
So many anticipating
the times to rewind
while changes become
an unfathomed mind.
Sinking to the depths
of an ocean’s breeze
waiting for change
within hopeful seas.
We might feel breezes
that blow of a style
within many changes
you can’t reconcile.
Seek from within you
the best days of old
holding so tightly
as if they were gold.
Seeming as moments
seagulls in place
standing while waiting
for heaven’s embrace.
Search for life’s peace
if life seems strange
and kneel in prayer
waiting for change.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24,  2020

Setting Sail

As morning comes
it shows a way
an ocean voyage
to then inlay.
Becoming alive
as the sails are set
we might just find
a time all wet.
Waters of emotion
flowing as desire
when we head out
to all we aspire.
A sea of breezes
might become life
just like a journey
a time of strife.
Living for dreams
on a sea of blue
you may discover
a magical view.
Raising the mast
the sails breathe in
as time comes alive
within the wind.
Let your mind fly
over the waves
when striving on
to other days.
Open your mind
find what’s true
when setting sail
to a new you.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24,  2020

Sky High Dreams

Flying with thoughts
as clouds of time
minds might wonder
of dreams sublime.
The sight of a flight
of a moment or two
might be exposed
as a sky high view.
Dreaming of designs
that float and fly
you might discover
dreams in the sky.
They might be born
of a magical flight
found to become
a dreamers delight.
You might see times
remembered well
as sky high dreams
with stories to tell.
You might even see
a cloud to become
as a flight in time
to new days begun.
Bewilderment begins
as a flash of light
when eyes open wide
to a day or night.
Prayers then unfold
as rushing streams
and become alive
as sky high dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2020

The Night Awaits

With every minute
comes seconds to fly
creating a passage
of a passing sky.
Creating a window
with wonderful views
found transfixing
star laden hues.
Look as a dreamer
for the turn of a page
nighttime starlight
a scenic stage.
Pray for a moment
when searching above
as the night awaits
fruitful of love.
Each star twinkles
of its very own glow
as the night awaits
to put on a show.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2020

Dreamer’s Escapade

As we dream on
to wishful displays
scenes might arrive
in wondrous arrays.
Life might seem
of a different stage
as a sight at night
of a dreamer’s age.
God brings alive
the bright sunshine
as rays of hope
of a dream’s design.
So many get lost
in wishes and such
dreaming of a lot,
wanting too much.
 Find what’s true
and let it be made
much better than a
dreamer’s escapade.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2020

Core of Emotion

Seeking for pathways
to find inner peace
we often find illusions
with hectic increase.
Found within the core
of a place and time
might be perspectives
of a wanted design.
Locate the passageway
to a peaceful place
one with calm waters
of a time’s embrace.
The water may trickle
an essence of style
as flowing reflections
a life giving smile.
You may see yourself
as a cosmic ocean
flowing within waters
a core of emotion.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2020

Prayer Begins

Time gives choices
moments to choose
pathways of miles
to win or to lose.
Look within a time
and see what’s there
to find if it’s truly
an answered prayer.
Look in life’s eyes
and find your place
as a breath of air
of saving grace.
Prayer that begins
as a single stride
to awaken within
and let Jesus inside.
Choose a pathway
find a better source
one that won’t end
with sad remorse.
Open up your eyes
and see the show
as blessings of life
and how they grow.
Now take a breath
and breathe release
as God continues
a sense of peace.
Choose real wisely
your living winds,
as there’s answers
when prayer begins.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2020

Haiku
for Sept 26,  2020

Synchronizing steps
on a journey through today
you may seem bizarre.

Stages of a lie
are as pathways down a road
that has a dead end.

Seeking illusions
only guaranties failure
as you have nothing.

Driving in the rain
you might discover raindrops
that look like heaven.

Traipsing through the woods
you might come upon a tree
that looks like others.

Beginning a walk
on a sunny day of life
might end with some rain.

The tears of a clown
are often painted on them,
but they can be real.

Today’s adventures
can become tomorrows quest
if they are postponed.

Leaning to loosely
you might stumble and fall down
so steady your walk.

Sadness of regret
lives within the wrongdoings
that cannot be changed.

Listening to the wind
you might hear it speak your name
deep within your mind.

Many directions
will often find collision
as they each return.

Storms of a lifetime
might be our own memories
that cannot let go.

Building a snowman
without any snow to build
might end up as mud.

Looking to the stars
you might discover a few
shining as planets.

Long and winding roads
can become straight in the end
as the miles move on.

Seeking for a dream
in the midst of a nightmare
you might need to pray.

Doorways into life
are often with rusted knobs
that are hard to turn.

When turning around
you might find the very same
in the other view.

Lightning of a storm
has a volume of rumbles
that tells its story.

Found in loneliness
a flower will still blossom,
but still be alone.

Looking to the sky
you might discover a cloud
that’s a work of art.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2020

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Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
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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/
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

So Thankful

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s getting cooler with each passing day
and we’re in midst of a drought which is
causing quite a few wells to run dry.  We
need a lot of rain.  Normally this is our
rainiest month the same as May,  but it’s
not this year.  If we don’t get the rain we
need before the freezes start,  we’re going
to be in for trouble with many more wells
drying up.  Our well is doing good so far.
It’s a deep well,  but there are many with
shallower wells.  Anyways,  we pray for
rain not only for us,  but for the many
that are suffering with the fires that are
heavily aflame and the many that might
be the same as us up here in Maine with
much need for rain to suffice their wells.
It looks as though we might have a slight
chance for some rain showers beginning
Tuesday,  but for how long,  that is not
known.  It’s just a forecast/guestimate.
It would be a blessing if it poured rain
all week long and put some much needed
water in the rivers that are now ceasing
to flow or have already ceased to flow.
So,  next topic.  The sun’s shining bright
today.  Judy’s youngest daughter Helena
called a little bit ago wanting to know if
her and Christian (her son/our grandson)
could come and visit,  so they’re on the
way.  I figured I’d get as much writing
done as possible before they get here 🙂
Judy has spent a few days visiting with
her sister’s and older brother as they
sorted out pictures that used to belong
to their mom that has passed on.  They
all got a little drunk and all as they had
a sort of Irish wake for their younger
brother Ricky that passed on.  Me and
the boys/dogs stayed here at home while
we waited for Judy to return.  Here at
home it has been not too eventful.  We
have been trying to get things cleaned up
in the living room and the porch to get
ready for my daughter Jamye and her
daughter Sami (my granddaughter) to
come and visit.  They are coming up on
the 30th or thereabouts.  We’ve made
plans to go mini golfing and all for her
birthday which is the 29th and our 19
year wedding anniversary which is Oct 2.
We’re combining them into one event
and hopefully have Judy’s daughters to
join us with a few more grandkids.  It
should be a good time.  LOL hopefully
the rain doesn’t decide to do a dump on
our parade,  but as far as I can see in
the forecast it looks to be maybe a little
cloudy,  but no rain for those days.  So,
what else is in the agenda for us?  Well,
It looks like this week will be pretty lax.
It seems by the sound of Benny’s bark,
that Helena and Christian are here LOL,
so I guess I’ll get back to this in a bit 🙂
Ok,  they’re gone.  We had a great visit
with them.  I got my tripod out and took
a couple of pictures of us all together 🙂
Christian said he’ll try to come and see
us again soon.  I always loved watching
Youtube gaming videos with him and
just spending time with him.  They grow
up.  I now have a feeling that I sort of
understand how my grandparents felt
when I no longer had the time to do the
things I used to do with them,  like fish,
cook,  work in the garden along with
many other things.  I wish I hadn’t of
gotten so busy with things.  I really miss
my time with grandmother and pawpaw.
Those are some of my greatest memories.
Nowadays we have digital cameras and
cell phones with cameras.  Back in those
days the cameras that I could afford
were not that great and plus they were
not that popular.  On top of the fact
that I wasn’t into photography near as
much as I am now.  So,   I haven’t got
any pictures of me with my grandparents.
All I have is memories of which I truly
treasure.  According to one of my many
friends that is a psychic,  my pawpaw is
watching over me and waiting for me
just as my dad is and they come to look
in on me time to time.  That of course
was something that I already knew as
I can often feel their presence.  I am
so thankful for all of the blessings that
God has given me,  such as a loving
family.  I am also thankful for my wife
that He has put in my life.  She loves
me unconditionally even though I am
sure I’m hard to live with at times 🙂
Thank You Lord for all of the many
blessings that I have received and the
many that I am sure I will encounter.
AMEN.  Now I believe it’s time for me
to take a look back on 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.  Hmm,  it looks
as though I may have found a decent
title just about a quarter the way back
through my rambling and now after
checking I see that it hasn’t been used
yet,  so used it shall be.  Here goes.

So Thankful

Yesterdays dreams
are shadows of time
so often remembered,
but real hard to find.
Yet,  in the shadows
the wondrous arrays
make me so thankful
for those distant days.
Remembering a scene
as time’s work of art
created from moments
times heart to heart.
Within those seconds
sweet minutes appeared
showing the blessings
that timeless endeared.
Forming a turnstile
swinging in the breeze
I find I’m so thankful
the times so at ease.
Being able to revisit
each wonderful time
I’m oh so thankful
for my memory’s mind.
A blessing from God
as a gift of true love
recording every thing
that good is made of.
So I thank You Jesus
and Your Father too
for giving me blessings
found tried and true.
Look for the blessings
with each step you take
and be oh so thankful
for the good you partake.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling.
I haven’t got much else to tell you other
than what I tell you every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yep,  10 more poems,  but no Christmas
poems this week.  Maybe next week 🙂
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now,  I believe it’s time for me to
be searching for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you all a
truly blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
to find that off switch that is terrible at
hiding LOL.  Hmm,  I just happened
to notice my prescription bags rustling
a little bit when I glanced that direction.
You wouldn’t happen to be hiding in
or behind those things,  would ya LOL.
I see you peaking from behind my
prescription bags with my Advair and
my asthma inhaler inside.  Why not
try hiding behind something that does
not move so easily or just stay still 🙂
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 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
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Hushaby Lullaby

Dreams in the night
as moonlight shines
might come to life
as cloudy outlines.
Formed as a picture
that envelops you
singing life’s lullaby
a skyline to view.
Moonlight’s sonata
composed up above
as clouds drift into
dreamlands thereof.
Creating a doorway
to another place
the hushaby lullaby
is time to embrace.
Many only perceive
a darkness of night
as just but a phase
of times moonlight.
Yet there are others
that see it as gold
with a sky of beauty
and dreams foretold.
Let loose your fears
of the dark of night
and begin a dream
within moonlight.
Listen to the sounds
of the midnight sky
as it sings a song
hushaby lullaby.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 14,  2020

Waves of Dreams

Waves of life
can create style
formed of time
we might beguile.
Time’s desires
may live within
waves of dreams
minds transcend.
Many designs
blessings arrays
are God’s gifts
for future days.
Yet as dreams
an ocean breeze
a wave becomes
as dreamers seas.
Find some joy
 within the scenes
Heaven’s bliss
waves of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 14,  2020

Wading Through

Searching seeking
a life’s mystery
a wading voyage
can set you free.
Allow your steps
to flow on through
to time and place
with another view.
The waters of time
can become still
and for a moment
give life to feel.
Search for truth
beneath the waves
such as ripples
different arrays.
Become the waters
flowing through
and let the lessons
guide you anew.
God will bestow
the best then to be
in waters of life
for you and me.
Then for a second
you might find
oceans of dreams
of God’s design.
Bestowing peace
in times thereunto
many blessings
wading through.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 15,  2020

Without Walls

Within the sky
clouds might form
becoming designs
to then be born.
Time might hold
a mysterious place
that has no walls,
but only a face.
Cloudy dreams
floating in the sky
maybe with rain
or almost dry.
Life’s designers
of changing debuts
in windows of life
with many views.
So,  look closely
and see what falls
life from above
is without walls.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 15,  2020

Heavenly Sky

Sight of a bird
as minds in flight
creates an illusion
of a magical sight.
Time opens up
to a heavenly view
a transfixing scene
with light of anew.
Scenes exposed
as angels up above
floating gracefully
with heavenly love.
Hope may come
as a prayer of time
becoming dreams
an angelic design.
You might see
the minutes to fly
birds of a feather
in a heavenly sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 16,  2020

Look So Near

Minutes may seem
an unending view,
but faraway sights
may be near to you.
You might not see
the connecting dots
that bring into view
the distant thoughts.
You may even find
a timeless display
mimicking our sky
in wondrous array.
It might transpose
all that you’ve seen
and become nearer
a cinematic dream.
Enhanced illusions
can become styles
that look so near,
but be of the miles.
Formed from want
of a so near design
we might dream on
with hope in mind.
 So open your eyes
to see what’s there
a time or a place
with a breath of air.
Find a perspective
that is truly sincere
with heaven’s scenes
which look so near.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 17,  2020

Sea of Peace

Scenes will awaken
as life’s surprise
creating windows
to reflect the skies.
Sailing in a dream
becomes as a gaze
beating as a heart
with rhythmic ways.
So many try to see
behind closed doors
and find emptiness
with creaking floors.
 Locate the moment
that becomes true
flowing peacefully
within a sea of blue.
Allow for the scenes
of a time’s release
to display Heaven
within sea of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 17,  2020

Flowing Minds

Trickling beauty
becomes a dream
flowing as water
within a stream.
Creating choices
things to become
in flowing minds
of a seasonal sun.
Rippling assets
trickling through
time can unleash
a wonderful view.
Giving you peace
on a stressful day
as flowing minds
discover a way.
Like a small river
a time to bestow
that’s so peaceful
it pours of a flow.
That of blessings
heaven’s designs,
this is a moment
of flowing minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18,  2020

Springtime Memories

I’m often dreaming
of the seasonal hues
that’s after winter
with colorful views.
Flowing blooming
in wondrous arrays
springtime memories
with bright sunrays.
The moments shine
of a seasonal sight,
one that continues
from day to night.
With different views
the seconds expose
as heavenly blessings
that may be a rose.
In grasses of green
display many things
maybe of doorways
to even more scenes.
Moments come alive
as time passes on
springtime memories
 that create a song.
 Sung with emotion
of sentimental plains
seasons of grandeur
a heartbeat attains.
God gives beauty
with seasonal flair
springtime memories
as a breath of air.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18,  2020

The Vulture

So many scavenge
and seek others gain
just like a vulture
for things to attain.
Not putting effort
and giving their all,
some only scavenge
to see others fall.
Taking the earnings
of many that strived
and being a vulture
saying you tried.
Seek the right ways
to earn your keep
and you might then
have peaceful sleep.
Find the blessings
of an honest culture
doing your best
not being the vulture.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19,  2020

Haiku
for Sept 19,  2020

Many that gather
may not be the same value,
but of the same looks.

Listening to life
as a river flows steady
you may hear the rocks.

Time is a bubble
that we cannot see or hear,
but yet it exist.

Venturing a field
you might discover moments
that enlighten you.

The quicksand of life
can be formed from ignorance
digging your own grave.

Beyond existence
there might be some illusions
that become alive.

Traveling minutes
are connected by seconds
that we may not see.

When lost in a dream
you might find some mysteries
that help you along.

Living in the now
allows the past to find peace
letting time move on.

Listing in the waves
many find themselves sinking
without seeking help.

Losing perspective
can cause negativity
when seeking answers.

The lines on a face
might not be from ones laughter,
but from their sadness.

The stages of life
hold many changing chapters
our journeys unfold.

Opening your eyes
you might discover windows
that were always there.

When painting pictures
you might discover colors
that you did not see.

The wind speaks visions
as leaves begin their passage
blowing in autumn.

Sheltered from a storm
ones might not understand it
and one day see rain.

The heart of true love
holds no grip on what it sees,
but what that it feels.

When making changes
look for better ways to go
and not in circles.

Tomorrows doorways
might have a few deceptions
that lead to nowhere.

Breathing in a breath
you might notice aromas
smelling like a skunk.

Without commonsense
ones might end up falling down
without a parachute.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19,  2020

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Once Again

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s a windy day today.  That old wind is
talking up a storm or so to say hehehe 🙂
Benny keeps barking at it as if to tell it
to stop making so much racket LOL.  He
has made Rocky jump a few times when
he would bark without warning hehehe.
Well,  time to get started with this mess.
This passed week has been fairly on the
peaceful side.  Not much has happened.
Judy went down to Bangor to see some
cousins last Sunday and then Monday
I was not feeling well and so I didn’t go
with Judy to the cookout at her sister’s
house,  but Judy brought home some
food for me 🙂  That was so sweet of her.
Yep,  I’ve got a good wife.  She takes
good care of her hubby 🙂  So on with
the week.  Wednesday she went with
her sisters Barbara and Dena down to
Bangor for Dena’s doctor appointment.
Judy and Barb did some shopping and
what not while waiting for Dena to get
her PET scan.  Once again I sat at home
and wrote poetry LOL and people ask
how it is that I write so much poetry 🙂
LOL DUH!!!!  I spend a lot of time at
home.  I’m feeling a bit better,  but my
side still hurts a bit,  but then that’s a
story that may never end hehehe.  So,
looking on.  I made us a big pot of
goulash yesterday and it looks like we
will be eating goulash for the next few
days.   Judy made us potato pancakes
for our breakfast today and they were
GOOD.  We just now made plans to
go mini golfing if the weather is good
for our 19 year anniversary on Oct 2.
We had a great time on  my birthday
when we went.  My daughter Jamye
and granddaughter Sami are planning
on coming up at the end of this month
and if by chance they’re still here,  they
can come with us.  We might even do
some scenic picture taking.  The fall
colors should be amidst their changes.
I can smell winter coming.  It’s in the
air.  It got down to the mid 30’s last
night.  It’s getting near time to bring
the plants inside to keep them from
freezing.  I am thinking about tossing
all of the junk stuff that will not go
to the dump up under the porch LOL.
Out of sight,  ought of mind hehehe.
We need the room on our porch so
that we can move stuff around and
get it looking decent.  My roof repair
I did last summer seems to of held.
Thankfully I do not have to climb
back on top of that thing to do more
repairs being I’m scared of heights
a bit after the bad fall I had a few
years ago while at work.  Yep,  that
skull cracker put the fear of heights
in me for sure.   None the less,  I am
still among the living and God is still
watching out for Judy and I.  We can
feel His presence around us as well as
the many angels and spirits that are
always among us.  We are grateful for
the many blessings that God has given
us.  We are thankful for Him putting
us together when no other could have
done it.  Thank You God.  AMEN….
Now I believe it’s time for me to be
reading 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 little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may
have found a decent title about a 3rd
of the way from the beginning on my
rambling and now after checking I see
that it has not been used as of yet,  so,
used it shall be.  Here goes…

Once Again

Repeating minds
of thinking ways
creates a pattern
good and bad days.
Look for the good
in a repeating sense
and find the value
the better essence.
Once again maybe
might be a dream
or of a nightmare
a moment extreme.
So look closely,
see if you can tell
if it’s from Heaven
or if it’s from Hell.
Find the pathway
the truthful design
within the doorways
of time after time.
Learn to thank God
and then say AMEN
when seeing goodness
of then once again.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 13,  2020

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and even a little of my rambling.
It’s quiet right now as the boys are both
sound asleep in their doggy beds.  They
are both lying on their backs or were 🙂
Rocky just rolled onto his side.  We love
our little boys.  They keep us entertained
even when they sleep hehehe.  Benny has
a habit of snoring LOL.  Anyways,  that
seems to be all that I have for you this
week other than what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more
poems, but with 3 Christmas poems in
the mix :).  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
ornery 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 silly
off switch be trying to hide this time?
LOL Yes I know,  there are not that
many places to hide that you have not
already hidden,  but give me a break 🙂
Doing a tap dance on the keyboard to
my other computer is not hiding LOL.
It’s right in front of me you dummy.
Hello,  now next week try harder OK.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Deep Blue

Beneath our sight
times move on
swishing swaying
singing a song.
Just like a dream
of an ocean deep
you might find
a time to keep.
Held within a life
of a distant day
a deep blue scene
might seem gray.
Just as a window
displays its find
all of our views
might unwind.
We might see life
a different hue
of another phase
within deep blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 6,  2020

Ready For Winter

I envision a memory
that lives inside my head,
it’s a winter wonderland
with snow widely spread.
It lands upon the scenery
creating so much more
winter with a breath of air
is there to then explore.
It creates one by one,
snowflakes fall in place
frozen art from up above
that lands upon my face.
Becoming as a memory
that then was oh so grand
as it floats upon the Earth
and lands in my hand.
Yet now it’s summer
becoming close to fall
as the days move ahead
awaiting colors for all.
Life is like a chalkboard
ones erase for more to see
giving room for new life
to come and make it be.
So now my memory
gives forth a scenic sight,
one that of Christmas
that’s a wonderland white.
It comes within my view
sitting front and center.
I’m a Christmas dreamer
that’s ready for winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 6,  2020

Strawberry Finch

There is this bird
a colorful hue
found within Asia
a wonderful view.
It’s a red munia
by another name
a strawberry finch
is just the same.
It flaps wings fast
to fly all around
singing its song
of a lower sound.
A whispering peep
heard in a sense
is this small bird
a strawberry finch.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 7,  2020

Winter’s Coming

Time’s a ticking
seasons flow
winter’s coming
with some snow.
Just like a plow
time drives on
minutes passing
then and gone.
It might just be
a summer view,
but soon winter
will crash through.
Like a doorway
into a dance
seasons become
times romance.
Creating scenes
oh so stunning
as a snowplow
winter’s coming.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 7,  2020

The Greener Things

God gives chances
choices to choose
and we might win
or we might lose.
So many chances
are like dynamite
and us as the fuses
awaiting to light.
We look for paths
greener to cross
as times so divine
we can’t see a loss.
Yet the pastures
of greener things
might only show
the better scenes.
For hidden within
may soon unveil
the times you find
a moment of Hell.
You might dream
with many wishes
but they’re often
just broken dishes.
Search on beyond
the wanted sights
and see the need
in heaven’s lights.
Let God give you
prayerful scenes
that are more than
the greener things.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 7,  2020

Amidst a Wave

When looking out
to seas of time
sight might show
a scene to find.
It may become as
a turning page
within the waves
of age to age.
You might see life
an evening view
as time and place
becomes anew.
Amidst the waves
might expose
a breath of eve
a scenic rose.
Let not your sight
to but only see
all of the troubles
within history.
Seek for moments
of distant words
heard and seen
as ocean birds.
Find perspectives
within a smile
time’s perception
a certain style.
Let the blessings
of passing days
to be as strength
amidst a wave.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 8,  2020

Scenic Dreams

A sky of night
becomes a path
a timeless tour
a shadow’s cast.
It forms dreams
of distant days
as scenic sights
a moon’s arrays.
So many stars
might be found
hidden within
the sky abound.
Creating sights
a magical view
to be explored
by me and you.
Time might be
an endless page
turning night
from age to age.
Engaging life
upon the sky
scenic dreams
a mind can fly.
 Giving chance
for life to form
creating times
God does adorn.
Twinkling sights
magical scenes
become so alive
as scenic dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 9,  2020

Stages of Christmas

Many times Christmas
is but only a view
that some dream of
with a wintery hue.
Yet some perceive it
as Santa and sleigh
delivering presents
before Christmas day.
So many only think of
the presents to get
while there are ones
with Jesus inset.
Stages of Christmas
form in the mind
as scenes of things
within our own design.
Some might remember
a special someone
a time in December
a father or son.
They might even see
a moment’s array
mother or daughter
on one Christmas day.
The season creates life
stages to be seen
beating as rhythms
of a wintery dream.
Open up your mind
to let your eyes see
stages of Christmas
maybe just a memory.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 10,  2020

It May Look Bland

You might of seen
a place and time
that looked like life
of a dismal design.
It might be found
within a view
just like the echoes
of a time or two.
You might not see
the inner peace
with heavenly love
of God’s increase.
There might exist
a seasonal joy
that’s found within
a girl or a boy.
Christmas dreams
might be at hand
love so true though
it may look bland.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 10,  2020

Springtime Arrives

Portions of a dream
can become our view
when spring arrives
with breath as anew.
It forms connections
relating to the snow
as it uses the melted
to help things grow.
Spring’s beginnings
are a turn of the page
blossoming life from
the snow covered stage.
Time may seem short
as soon it’s summer
 moments consuming
helping minds wander.
Within the changes
our eyes may perceive
a time that reminds
of what we did achieve.
We might view a barn
in the passing days
that once had snow
of a wintertime phase.
You might even see
an old house in sight
seen different from
the winters of white.
The season’s changes
that we see on drives
may seem as dreams
as springtime arrives.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 11,  2020

Haiku
for Sept 12,  2020

When the wind’s blowing
it’s telling us its story
speaking from its heart.

Jumping too quickly
onto the roadways of time
might find some puddles.

Making decisions
needs a little common sense
as well as knowledge.

Change brings confusion
and confusion brings choices
and choices bring paths.

Looking to the sky
you might discover a cloud
that forms memories.

Lightning of a storm
creates beauty in the sky,
but fear down below.

Sought after moments
can turn into our nightmares
as the new wears off.

Windows and doorways
can let in many problems
when too gullible.

An ocean of waves
can become stories to tell
as sinking feelings.

The hands of a clock
hold only the time perceived
and not what has passed.

Changing now and then
gives arrangements of choices
for times discernment.

When naming something
it can create attachments
real hard to let go.

Paper that’s folded
can become as an airplane
to fly and to crash.

Sheltering too much
can prevent lessons of life
that later they’ll need.

Seasons of journeys
create pathways for photos,
memories to gain.

Now is just a place
that becomes somewhere to be
or someplace to leave.

Dreaming for futures
of desires and of wantings
can lead to sadness.

So many pages
of our life are but only
fields of illusions.

Framing a picture
with only your memories
might display regret.

Harnessing power
from a lifetime’s hurricane
can help you along.

The secrets we hide
can become the loneliness
that we created.

The branch of a tree
can become what that we fear
seen in night shadows.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 12,  2020

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Creating Designs

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s Sunday again.  Sheesh,  time sure flies
when your watching the walls collect dust 🙂
Yep,  but then Monday of last week was a
different story.  It was my birthday and we
went mini golfing and we had a blast.  Judy
had never been mini golfing before,  but she
said,  she wants to do it again.  They have
an ice cream parlor there too and so we got
some ice cream after we got done playing 🙂
I told Judy I didn’t know how to keep score
being I had never kept score on top of the
fact it has been since the 80’s that I have
been mini golfing.  I really didn’t care to
keep score.  I just wanted to play hehehe,
but Judy said she wanted to keep score so
she could show and say that she beat me :).
Well,  it seems I have not forgotten how
to play it and I beat her.  Not intentionally.
Many of my shots were luck or that’s what
we called them LOL.  Anyways,  I’m sure
she will get better the more that she plays.
When we’ll go back is up for debate hehehe,
but for sure we are going to make it back
to play some more.  Judy and I both took
a lot of pictures.  A lot of them were of us
playing mini golf.  LOL Judy took a few of
me fishing our golf balls out of the water
hazards.  If you receive my journal in the
stationery form then you’ll see them :), but
if not then try to picture them all in your
 mind LOL.  Life at the Pearce’s Place is
still alive and well with the sound of dogs
running about.  My daughter is coming up
at the end of the month and we’ve been
trying to clean up the living room which
has turned into a collect all.  Judy put the
old computer chair seat out on the porch,
but put too close to the porch door and
when I went out to dispose of the mouse
that was caught in the mouse trap the sun
was shining bright and it sort of blinded
me and when I came back in I tripped
over the chair and got my foot caught in
one of the arms of it and it made me lose
my balance and I twisted my back and now
I am in a lot of pain hoping that the pain
subsides soon.  If not,  I’ll go and see if
I can get a shot in my back to relieve the
pain or something 🙂  I’m trying not to
add to our doctor bill collection hehehe.
Judy went this morning with her sisters
to meet up with some of her cousins at
the Bangor Governor’s Restaurant and
should be home in a couple of hours.  The
boys are in here with me.  I left the front
door open so if they want to go outside
they can.  It’s a beautiful day.  The sun’s
shining bright and there are clouds in the
sky creating designs.  Although I’ll have
to close the front door soon,  so that when
Judy gets home she doesn’t have to dodge
the dogs LOL.  Benny isn’t so bad about
getting in the way,  but Rocky’s not so
bright.  Don’t want Judy to have to park
at the end of the driveway because Rocky
won’t get out of the way unless I hear her
drive up and call him to the house hehehe.
Anyways,  that’s about all that has gone
on around this place.  God is still watching
over us as are many angels that are with
us each and every day as well as ones that
we come into contact with on our travels.
Thank You God for always looking out
for us and protecting us and thank You
for all that You will do.  AMEN.  Now I
do believe it’s time for me to be taking a
lil little trip through all that I’ve written
to see if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go,  to that lil place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found me
a decent title about a quarter of the way
back in my rambling and I see that it has
not been used yet,  but used it shall be.
Here’s goes

Creating Designs

So many places
create their form
as times designs
to then be born.
Becoming a life
of another view
creating pathways
from old to new.
The sky above us
might be a dream
a time reminding
things we’ve seen.
Formed as sights
with distant hues
remembered times
we’d win or lose.
Lost in a cloud
a moment reminds
things we found
creating designs.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 6,  2020

Well there ya go.  It’s not great,  but it’s
what I thought of with that title hehehe.
Anyways,  I also hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  I do tend to ramble don’t I
hehehe!  Well I’ve rambled about all I
am able to ramble and now 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,  but
this time there are 2 Christmas poems
in the mix.  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 do believe
it’s time for me to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch, but surely
not before I wish you a Happy Labor
Day and a truly blessings filled week :).
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Okey dokey so now to find that
ornery off switch.  Hmm looking around
the room.  Where can that thing be hiding?
LOL I saw ya you silly thing.  Hiding just
a little too close to my tissue box hehehe.
  You almost knocked the box in the floor.
  There’s just not enough room for you
and it in the same place 🙂  You’re silly.
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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Healing Essence

Drifting uplifting
times and places
create the scenes
a heart embraces.
Appealing sights
of wondrous hue
a healing essence
from old to anew.
Skimming water
shimmering style
becomes the hope
ones reconcile.
Changing within
of all that roars
and finding peace
on other shores.
Seek for answers
in God’s Grace
healing essence
a smiling face.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

Waters of Time

Flowing over rocks
as a river of style
the waters portray
a moment a mile.
Time might seem
of different array
flowing waters
from day to day.
As many dream
with imagination
they bring views
with desperation.
Scented of prayer
with hopeful mist
time might begin
to turn and twist.
Search deep within
for peace of mind
found in a prayer
of waters of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

Christmas Mysteries

Many view wintertime
as snowy and cold
and don’t see the signs
with times ones told.
Mysteries among us
as heaven divine
the magic of Christmas
some dream the design.
Some can only dream
as stories are read
when then in the night
it lives in their head.
Dreamworlds unite
as time moves on
providing the mysteries
from night unto dawn.
Becoming as a breath
seeming as illusion
as snow’s falling down
creating confusion.
Dreams come alive
with a little hope
displaying a passageway
skiers down a slope.
Look deep within you
and locate a smile
living within memories
of a Christmas style.
Formed as a dream
of snowy seas
our mind can discover
Christmas mysteries.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2020

A Winter Road

There is a pathway
a road of time
that holds in view
a Christmas mind.
It seems the scenes
that come in view
might be roads
a little bit askew.
Yet as our eyesight
looks on beyond
we might find
a seasonal song.
A moment of dream
can open a door
to living views
times to explore.
A Christmas design
might explode
as seasonal styles
on a winter road.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2020

Eve of Light

Some see differently
scenes that become
a night sky falling
decreasing the sun.
Oh so many dream
of a different array
perception of time
the end of a day.
Yet look much closer
at the colorful sky
with the eve of light
that seconds apply.
Open up your heart
and let it shine in
the times so divine
beginning to end.
Locate dreamworlds
of a heartfelt sight
found when looking
at an eve of light.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 2,  2020

Midnight Track

Deep in the night
we might dream
sights and sounds
of so many things.
A track of time
might seem to go
into our dreams
of moonlight flow.
Look deep within
and find a place
a midnight track
you can embrace.
Look deeper now
into the world
as minutes form
seeming unfurled.
Find a heartbeat’s
wondrous design
on trains of night
that move in time.
Look even deeper
to there and back
and enjoy riding
the midnight track.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Just  a Glance

Points in time
we might see
may become
as our history.
Beyond views
of yesterday
just a glance
may drift away.
Becoming time
moments sun
now and then
as life begun.
Forms display
a mindful grin
as remembered
time and again.
Just a moment
a passing phase
a time reminds
of distant days.
Hearts beating
within a frame
just a glance
seconds attain.
Points of views
pages turned
form a window
times discerned.
Bringing alive
a time’s delight
a day of praise
a scenic sight.
 Some of stages
as life’s begun
in the morn
or setting sun.
Find a story
to recall
just a glance
as spring to fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Simple Dreams

Animals running
near and afar
dreams can seem
just like a star.
Maybe an impala
or deer to run
painted alive
in an evening sun.
Life’s simplicity
is that of a style
dreams that seem
to live for a while.
I find I’m wishing
and dreaming too
of the windows
of lifetimes anew.
We can create
so many scenes
that can live on
in simple dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Learning To See

We’ve got times
troubles expose
thorns of life
joining the rose.
So many views
can be displayed
as bad and good
life’s lemonade.
You might find
a time and place
a learning stage
a warm embrace.
It might just be
as passing stages
times reminding
of distant ages.
Find the scenes
a heart’s degree
life and times
learning to see.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2020

Alluring Colors

Windows of time
show many scenes
times that we find
wonderful things.
Some as blessings
and some as style
as alluring colors
of a magical while.
Bringing our eyes
wide opened to see
the alluring colors
that life gives free.
Some are changes
leaving what’s left
as alluring colors
then take a breath.
Breathing in time
not like the others
but of their own
as alluring colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2020

Haiku
for Sept 5,  2020

The leaves of autumn
create many things to view
as colors paint the scenes.

Time is a keeper
holding the past and present
helping us to learn.

Looking for the truth
might display what’s not wanted
and wish it were lies.

Some seeking spirits
will misread the ones they find
and only see dreams.

Pages from our life
can be found in others books,
because they were there.

A scented candle
can remind ones of Christmas
or of an old flame.

Belief in something
does not mean that it exist,
but it can give strength.

Harboring anger
from the depths of memory
can make sadness thrive.

Various doorways
create their very own windows
and some are without.

Seasons of beauty
are displayed as time moves on
showing what they have.

Glancing at the moon
you might see some clouds pass by
creating pictures.

A well without rope
has no use for a bucket,
for it can’t hold it.

Gradient hillsides
can prevent ones from climbing
or help them to learn.

Some lines that are drawn
only keep misery in
and do not protect.

Shadows of a branch
can look scary in the wind
as the leaves rustle.

Emotions of time
become as a tornado
with held in anger.

When searching the sky
you might discover some stars
that twinkle for you.

Pages upon pages
of our stories mysteries
are written in code.

A windsock of time
tells the direction of life
and crucial moments.

Some conversations
are unnecessary words
spoken endlessly.

Challenging a storm
can create your own failures
with what you don’t know.

In desperation
we might try to rush something
that has its own speed.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 5,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 29,  2020

The passing of time
begins with an illusion
that becomes so real.

Tears of a man
are often hidden inside
where ulcers are born.

Walking in the rain
can be a refreshing sight
or sadness to see.

A paper airplane
can fly without an engine,
but it needs some help.

Today begins time
as a counter starts counting
adding the minutes.

Frightened by a storm
many will hide in bad places
thinking it is safe.

Living in a lie
can become many heartbeats
being falsified.

The things that we say
can be repeated in time
as bad memories.

Forms of deception
are often born of a lie
that got out of hand.

The life of a star
might seem to be forever,
but just a short time.

Seasons of despair
will sometimes create journeys
that moments expose.

When one is wasted
on sad intoxication
life might seem too much.

Fears of a haunting
may come from your memories
of something ones said.

Life of a flower
begins as only a seed
that finds strength to grow.

Essence of rainbows
is that of many colors
and a pot of gold.

Stories that we’ve heard
can often become so real
if we imagine.

Listening to rhymes
that a poet reads to you
can become a song.

Passionate people
give forth many forms of hope
that might be sour.

Playing with fire
often means you will get burned
unless it’s contained.

The leaves of autumn
create a stage of colors
that death beautifies.

Now might be a dream
that can become a nightmare
if you don’t wake up.

Beyond the ocean
a sunrise might lay in wait
as night continues.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

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Me on YouTube
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

The Sequel

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Here I am once again to tell you of our
misadventures and adventures that have
come our way.  Well,  we didn’t do much
other than go to the store and buy a few
groceries and of course I took pictures as
she drove.  We’ve had a fairly cool week
and it looks as though it will continue as
the temps stay in the 60’s and 70’s.  Not
too bad huh.   Right now it’s 60 F degrees
with a high of 65 for today.  It’s supposed
to rain a little this afternoon,  but I don’t
think it will be but a drizzle.   Tomorrow
is supposed to be cloudy,  but no rain in
the forecast,  so it will be a perfect day for
Judy and I to go and play miniature golf
for my birthday.  Yep,  I’ll be 64 Monday.
I thought I would be worm dirt before I
got this old LOL.   I guess it’s OK.  My
mind and brain are still alert so I’ll keep
on keeping on until God calls me home.
There has been not much excitement in
our little abode.  LOL Benny was acting
silly last night standing right behind me
almost howling at me to give him a treat.
He has been wanting me to hold him a
lot,  but then both of the boys love me to
hold them.  If I’m holding one,  the other
is usually right at my feet looking up as
to say when is it my turn hehehe.  Yep,
it’s rather boring around here which I’m
sure explains why I write so many poems.
LOL.  I’m getting close to having enough
poetry pictures for book 15,  so when I
do that I might get started on publishing
books 13, 14 and 15 if I get in the mood.
I’ve already got book 13 converted and
ready for publishing.  I’ll only have 14
and 15 to format and convert.  Of course
I’m sure I’ll keep on writing until I have
nothing left to write 🙂  God only knows
how many books I’ll end up with hehehe.
I’ve written around 12,000 poems and
2,350 of them are poetry pictures LOL.
So,  yes I do write a lot.  I also take a
lot of pictures 🙂   We had to buy new
external hard drives to put all of the
pictures that her and I take.  Our old
external hard drives were getting full.
*******
Bad news,  we just had a power outage
and it crashed my computer and all I
had saved was what is above.  So  I’ll
attempt to continue,  but I doubt that
I will be able to recall anything that I
wrote before,  so this might be short
and sweet.  I’m sort of ticked that I
lost all that I had written being I was
already finished with this week’s poem.
So,  here goes.  Judy went to a corn
roast yesterday at her sister’s house.
I didn’t go,  being I cannot eat corn
on the cob and I wasn’t really in the
mood for being around all of them.
Judy got a message from her a little
bit ago sending an invite to The Corn
 Roast The Sequel.  It will be Labor
Day Monday.  I might go, being Judy
said that they’ll have hamburgers and
hotdogs.   God has been good to us.
LOL aside from the power outage
crashing my computer it has been a
pretty good day.  We feel blessed to
have one another and these 2 loving
little boys/dogs.  We can feel the love
from many angels that watch over
us.  Thank You God for all that You
do for us and all that You will do 🙂
AMEN.  Now I believe I’ll try once
again to read back and find another
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
of found yet another decent title to
use that I haven’t already used and
now to see if I can do anything with
it.  Here goes…

The Sequel

Beginnings begun
create a phase
times that remind
of distant days.
Creating stories
pathways of life
some as beauty
some with strife.
It’s how we view it
the seasons of style
that creates time
of a frown or smile.
Look for the facts
and don’t misread
a word you heard
started from seed.
Create a pathway
a good life to find
to be the sequel
as heaven divine.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 30,  2020

Well,   there ya go,  poem number 2.
I’m sure it’s not all that great,  but it
will have to do LOL.  I hope you found
some peace and humor among all of
my ramblings.  There’s not much else to
tell you other than what I tell you every
week and that is,  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems
but this time 2 of them 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 I believe it’s time
for me to begin my search for that silly
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a wonderful blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,   where can that ornery
off switch be trying to hide this time???
Hmm,  does my eye decieve me,  or is
that an off switch dangling from the
light above me LOL.  How in the heck
did you get up there and why are you
up there.  LOL OH you thought that
I wouldn’t look up huh.  Well I did 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
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 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Illumination

An ocean of mind
creates a breeze
illuminating sights
timeless degrees.
Formed from life
as a page with flair
enlightening minds
of a breath of air.
Breathe in deeply
and then exhale
enjoy perspectives
of a timeless tale.
There may be eyes
of a distant gaze
watching our steps
in faraway waves.
It might be above
in a sky of blue
eyes looking down
at me and at you.
It may be a feeling
of which you feel
a life illumination
that times reveal.
Search your mind
and find a place
illuminating sights
times to embrace.
Find you a view
of a great elevation
one with blessings
God’s illumination.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24,  2020

Dreams Adrift

Floating in waters
of a sudden rhyme
dreams can become
an awesome design.
Formed reflections
of me and of you
might come to life
as a rippling view.
They may be vague
becoming clearer
as passing essence
seen within a mirror.
Our dreams of life
may be confused
as blessings arrive
to become infused.
Open up your mind
and let God uplift
showing the truth
with dreams adrift.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24,  2020

Through The Ripples

Paddling our feet
or walking around
often moves water
of lifetimes abound.
We might not see
what that is hidden
as people move on
often greed driven.
Don’t allow wants
to create your design
for they’ll so often
become a land mine.
Seek for necessity
as time moves along
learning the lessons
of right and wrong.
Discover yourself
from day unto day
through the ripples
a heartbeat’s array.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 25,  2020

Recollections

Thinking dreams
of a timeless gaze
becomes a shadow
of distant days.
Remembering life
as a peaceful sight
with radiant waters
beaming sunlight.
Recalling a scene
or a passing time
life’s recollections
that times entwine.
Becoming a stage
for time to discover
as scenic reflections
our minds uncover.
Peace can begin
as a beating heart
with recollections
of a work of art.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 25,  2020

Morning’s Sun

The curtain’s pulled
a scene’s exposed
maybe of a dream
that time transposed.
Found as a doorway
to a scenic delight
with morning’s sun
alleviating the night.
Time is like an ocean
with waves all about
as some seen ashore
going in ways and out.
It’s just like a page
of rhythms design
as a morning’s sun
tells tales of its time.
It speaks of stories
that have begun
this is the journal
of the morning’s sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Winter’s Stage

A road might form
so wintery white
a seasonal style
a Christmassy sight.
It might even seem
as a place of time
creating illusions
to live in the mind.
A cold snowy road
to a distant place
formed as a dream
that many embrace.
It’s a story of time
a road thereunto
in winter’s stage
of a seasonal view.
A Christmassy feel
from age to age,
it is the magic
in a winter’s stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Dreaming Christmas

Some tales begin
as a mere memory
one that of a time
wished then to be.
Creating a moment
of a scenic array
dreaming Christmas
such a magical day.
Starting as a story
with words of rhyme
scenes within scenes
of a special design.
Thinking of a time
remembered so well
as snowflakes falling
creating their spell.
Becoming as magic
the season unleashes
painting everything
as winter releases.
Creating artwork
of a timeless cuisine
centered in moments
 of a wintery scene.
As time ticks on
a sight may become
as a blessing of life
and birth of a son.
The words of songs
might ring of joy
dreaming Christmas
just like a little boy.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Seeing Green

Different views
in different styles
display so many
frowns and smiles.
We might not think
the same avenue
while seeing green
within our view.
Time may show
a moment’s array
a leaf of life
of another display.
We might not see
all that’s there
and only perceive
a certain flair.
There are many
seeking the wrong
living their life
as a sad, sad song.
Look for beauty
within each day
found perspective
another way.
Change within
the way you view
to seeing green
and not only blue.
Search for the joy
of a living dream
heavens blessings
as seeing green.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27,  2020

Resonated Sky

The sounds of life
in view of tales
become as stories
a writer compels.
Written as artwork
written as dreams
a resonated sky
of magical scenes.
Encompassing life
of true blue skies
minutes perceived
in a readers eyes.
Perspective of time
as an ageless tale
becomes so alive
as a writers gale.
We might see time
of different hue
one that becomes
as me and you.
Reflecting our eyes
seen in a mirror
what we became
a little bit clearer.
Find what is true
as time goes on
and let it resonate
before it’s gone.
Find your blessings
and let them to fly
becoming then
a resonated sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2020

Beginning Rails

We each may find
a life of pain
the beginning rails
of a choo choo train.
We might even see
a path in view
that looks so right,
but a little bit askew.
There may be stuff
laid all around
that may look safe,
but surely confound.
So many moments
come and go
beginnings begun
that moments bestow.
Look for the signs
a time details
before you take on
the beginning rails.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 29,  2020

The passing of time
begins with an illusion
that becomes so real.

Tears of a man
are often hidden inside
where ulcers are born.

Walking in the rain
can be a refreshing sight
or sadness to see.

A paper airplane
can fly without an engine,
but it needs some help.

Today begins time
as a counter starts counting
adding the minutes.

Frightened by a storm
many will hide in bad places
thinking it is safe.

Living in a lie
can become many heartbeats
being falsified.

The things that we say
can be repeated in time
as bad memories.

Forms of deception
are often born of a lie
that got out of hand.

The life of a star
might seem to be forever,
but just a short time.

Seasons of despair
will sometimes create journeys
that moments expose.

When one is wasted
on sad intoxication
life might seem too much.

Fears of a haunting
may come from your memories
of something ones said.

Life of a flower
begins as only a seed
that finds strength to grow.

Essence of rainbows
is that of many colors
and a pot of gold.

Stories that we’ve heard
can often become so real
if we imagine.

Listening to rhymes
that a poet reads to you
can become a song.

Passionate people
give forth many forms of hope
that might be sour.

Playing with fire
often means you will get burned
unless it’s contained.

The leaves of autumn
create a stage of colors
that death beautifies.

Now might be a dream
that can become a nightmare
if you don’t wake up.

Beyond the ocean
a sunrise might lay in wait
as night continues.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

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and if you want to buy them all
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do that on my author page below 🙂
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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 🙂

We’ve Had Our Share

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s little old me again with yet another
realm of rambling.  The weather seems
to be cooling down a little bit.  It’s 75
degrees right now at 2:30 PM and that’s
supposed to be pretty close to what the
coming week is forecasted for.  So,  we
will surely be enjoying that 🙂  I can’t
handle the 80 and above temperatures.
I have heat strokes pretty quickly due
to hot temps.  Anyways,  moving along.
August will soon be over with and that
means so will me being 63 years old 🙂
So I’m  gonna be Livin La Vida Loca
for another week LOL.  Ok so I may
not be living it up crazily,  but I’ll try
to enjoy being alive hehehe.  Judy and
I have made plans on going Miniature
Golfing for my birthday.  She’s never
been.  I think she’ll love it 🙂  We may
later dates have some family to join us
on some miniature golfing.  Anyways,
all that doesn’t begin until next week,
not this week.  This week seems to be
without any doctors appointments so,
that’s great.  I hate going to see the
doctor,  🙂 nothing against my doctor/
PA hehehe.  I just hate doctors clinics
and hospitals.  Judy and I are doing
well or should I say as well as possible.
LOL we’re a sickly bunch.  It’s been
quite boring around these parts.  Not
much going on.  Judy and I made a
couple of trips to Walmart and to the
other grocery stores to buy groceries
and get such.  The second time was to
go and get my prescription refilled 🙂
I took a few pictures there and back
as normal.  I’m a weird one,  being
unlike most up here,  I can’t wait to
see autumn and winter.  I adore the
colors of autumn and when seeing the
first snowflakes floating down from
the sky,  I get all excited and have to
take pictures and videos hehehe. Yep,
I’m more of a wintertime guy,  though
with our new journey to play miniature
golf,  I might find I like summer to a
minute degree LOL as long as it’s not
too hot.  It’s cloudy outside with a few
scattered showers.  It looks as though
we may be having a few days later this
week in the mid to upper 60’s 🙂  LOL,
I had to stop writing for a little bit due
to Rocky wanting me to pet him.  He
loves me for some dumb reason that
I am unaware 🙂  I’m such a mean man.
Anyways,  now he’s sleeping in the floor
right behind me,  so I’ve gotta take care
to not run over him with the wheels of
my chair LOL.  We’ve had our share
of bad times,  but for the most part it
has been pretty good.  God is still at
work watching over us along with all
the angels that He sent and the spirits
that enjoy hanging around with us in
our daily life.  We feel blessed,  being
it could always be worse.  Thank You
God for all that You do and all that
I am sure You will do.  Thank You,
and AMEN.  So I reckon it’s time to
read back on all that I’ve written here,
to see if I can find me a good word or
phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  With that
said it is 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 a few
lines back and now after checking I
see that it has not bee used as of yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes…

We’ve Had Our Share

Doors and windows
that times infuse
create the patterns
to win or lose.
So many complain
and never smile
when surely others
are walking the mile.
The times and places
that come and go
become as the doors
or time’s window.
We’ve all had times
we thought we’d die
as now and again
says hello or goodbye.
If you need a breath
say a little prayer,
for trust me my friend
we’ve had our share.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 23,  2020

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even a bit of my rambling.  There’s not
much else to tell you.   Rocky is backed
up a little and now I’m not so worried
about rolling over him with the wheels
of my chair LOL.  That’s about all I’ve
got for ya,  other than what I tell you
almost every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
10 more poems and 22 more haiku for
all of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either of them or
both that you like.  Now,  I believe it’s
time for me to start my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Alrighty then,  where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this week?  Hmm,  looking over at my
other monitor I see something dangling
from the camera on top of it hahahaha.
I see ya you silly thing.  The camera is
unplugged so you’re not getting your
picture taken.  How about try hiding.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

Moments Combine

We might see signs
some of the past
strung all around
as shadows cast.
We might even see
a time and place
that reminds us of
a scenic embrace.
The heartfelt sights
we see in dreams
might come to life
in so many things.
We may remember
a season of white
that at the moment
is still within sight.
It may only be you
to see the design
within the scene as
moments combine.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 17,  2020

Scenic Meditation

Just like a dreamworld
within a fantasy
time can come to life
as a heartbeat’s decree.
Finding in a moment
a passage to unwind
as a scenic meditation
found within the mind.
Just like another world
of passing scenes
minutes can become
as life of many things.
Living in our memory
giving stories to tell
as a scenic meditation
with thoughts to expel.
Moments might expose
minutes we recall
that were emotional
and stood out so tall.
Look for the blessings
in each breath of air
in a scenic meditation
joined with a prayer.
 Just like life’s doorway
times may become
that of a dreamworld
as a bright shining sun.
Locate time’s essence
of correct formulation
as peace within mind
in a scenic meditation.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 17,  2020

Silent Perceptions

A dream’s a place
a timeless sight
often in daytime,
but more at night.
Perceptive scenes
become our glance
often so silent as
moonlight’s dance.
We may see times
of signature ages
as its arrangement
shows new pages.
A field may display
a heart’s cuisine
silent perceptions
as a passing dream.
Time might begin
as a flock of birds
seeming to repeat
the distant words.
There may be seen
a shadowy barn
scenic perceptions
ones told as a yarn.
A simple moment
that time began
dreamers dreams
of shifting sand.
Discovered sights
scenic connections
these are found as
silent perceptions.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 18,  2020

Beginnings Begun

Striving perfection
might find flaw
sights of deception
hung in life’s jaw.
We might perceive
a day’s desire
beginnings begun
times to acquire.
A bridge may seem
to hold the path
of which you want
to move real fast.
Yet as you walk on
you may discover
some distant views
moments uncover.
Pay close attention
before you run
to see what’s true
beginnings begun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 19,  2020

Rippling Aspects

Trickling waters
that of the mind
flows as patterns
seen time to time.
Found as a scene
dreams come true
rippling aspects
within our view.
Time’s counting
minutes unfold
beginning sights
young unto old.
Trickling essence
ripples acquire
counted seconds
times to aspire.
We might splash
in certain phase
within the ripples
of passing days.
Our perspectives
a song and dance
might be ripples
times romance.
Search to locate
a timeless peace
one that of love
as never to cease.
One in a prayer
personal affects
times as water
rippling aspects.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 19,  2020

River Flows

Waters of blue
flowing like wine
speaking of ripples
moments to find.
Times illusions
may become seen
within a river
a watery stream.
A stage is born
with life’s desire
as waters flow
a life to admire.
There are many
times life bestows
that our perception
is as a river flows.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 20,  2020

Images of Peace

Sights may display
a snowy embrace
as time so divine
as a scenic enlace.
Creating the sights
to come unfurled
timeless scenes
a dreamer’s world.
We might perceive
a scented sight
within the images
of peace in white.
A wonderful aroma
as love in the air
scenes enhanced
with peaceful flair.
These are blessings
God filled release
answered prayers
as images of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Rails of Changes

So many tracks
may prove derailed
as signs of times
that minds entailed.
Pathways begun
among rails of desire
create the changes
but not in entire.
The rails may be
in needed directions
a time of changes
showing corrections.
As new and old
connects and refines
a lifetime’s changes
live in our minds.
With just a move
or change of the sail
a ship can be lost
in an ocean’s swell.
For even a train
chugging on and on
can land on a rail
that is so wrong.
Search the path
that’s best to travel
rails of changes
that might be gravel.
Seek the truth
as time rearranges,
find what’s best
on rails of changes.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Deep Meditation

Waters of melodies
flow as a phase
speaking the words
of hopeful arrays.
Meditate softly
all that you hear
and find the ripples
of yesteryear.
Take it in deeply
the moments of flow
and feel the breeze
that begins to blow.
Let your minds eye
to see on beyond
the ripples of water
in a reflecting pond.
Now look inwards
and see the path
as your spirit guide
shows shadows cast.
God is with you
each day and night
to give you strength
with His holy light.
So use the tools
of now and again
to bring you peace
and help you begin.
Think of the waters
 with imagination
and find your peace
in deep meditation.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Waves Encountered

Life might attempt
to pull you with flow
as waves encountered
with times undertow.
Many still struggle
and stand very true
holding to moments
in a deep sea of blue.
Yet so many others
just give up the ship
without even trying
to get a good grip.
Let the waves work
and provide a scene
as time moves onto
an ocean or stream.
 Encountered sights
might seem as shore
a moment’s embrace
that many do adore.
Look deeply within
and make your wish
one that of blessings
as a heaven sent fish.
Given as a doorway
with new ways of life
as crashing of desires
that seems as a knife.
Yet its perception
may be surmounted
filled with blessings
as waves encountered.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 22,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 22,  2020

Time’s within action
counted with daily vision
that becomes our stride.

So many shadows
are often only nightmares
that fear has conceived.

Leaving doors opened
allows good and bad inside,
so watch what enters.

Noticing yourself
within reflections of life
you might see regret.

Painting without paint
needs an imagination
to see what is there.

Opening windows
to let in the aromas
might not go so well.

When tilting your head
you might look intelligent,
but be real stupid.

Learning life’s lessons
often begins with failures
that become as tools.

The length of a chain
does not show the pain withheld,
but only the view.

Hiding your feelings
in a breeze within the wind
can become a storm.

Weeds of a garden
can overwhelm the flowers
leaving them to die.

A leaky tire
might be hard to discover
unless it is heard.

Mountains and molehills
become distinguished factors
when pointing out flaws.

Life is a journey
that many fear to travel
because of unknown.

Paving a pathway
with the choices that we choose
is often bumpy.

Today’s yesterday
might hold a lot of regrets
found in tomorrow.

Seconds evolving
can show minutes and hours
that become our life.

The artwork of clouds
is as unfinished paintings
found always perfect.

Tears of a moment
can often become our strength
in our memories.

Living for right now
can become future poison
as the minutes pass.

Reaching for handles
might find a few hard to hold
if they’re on fire.

Synchronizing thoughts
does not guaranty to work,
for they both may fail.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 22,  2020

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 1
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1537610961
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542948800
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1546322760
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548360279
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977540686
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1983937843
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1717389295
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1726083233
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1791399509
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1095040987
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B087SHBYT9
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B088GJFM21
and if you want to buy them all
or maybe the kindle versions,  you can
do that on my author page below 🙂
www.amazon.com/author/billpearce
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 🙂