Hello my friends

It’s another week gone by and the month
of March has passed it’s center point as
the end is just a couple of weeks or twelve
days away.  Spring begins March 20 and
ends June 21 of course that’s the time in
the Northern Hemisphere.  I’m not sure
about the southern and of course with
tomorrow being the first day of spring,  it
will look as it always does up here at this
time of year.  Yep,  it’s still white with a
ton of snow.  Right now though it’s a bit
on the warm side.  The high for today is
40 F and that’s what the temperature is
right now at 5 PM.  I just went outside
to take a few pictures of the scenery and
happened to notice a lot of doggy trails
through the snow LOL.  They both love
to play in the snow.  I know a couple of
dogs that are gonna miss that white stuff.
Of course in time they’ll find fun in the
sun without the snow as usual.  We’ll go
back to making our many field trips out
in front of our house.  It’s hard to do now
with all of the snow.  Yep,  the life of a
wintertime world has its ups and downs.
We had a noreaster come through last
Tuesday,  but it wasn’t too bad.  We
only got maybe 12 or 13 inches of snow
from that,  but boy did that wind blow.
It blew all of the snow off of our house,
but piled a ton of it in front of our house.
LOL I had to get out with the shovel and
snow blower to make the boys a little
path so they could go potty hehehe.  The
poor things couldn’t get over the mound
of snow.  Wednesday I went out and dug
out our car.  Our driveway was already
plowed but it left our car sort of buried 🙂
Benny and Rocky came out with me and
they enjoyed playing in the snow and all.
I walked out to check the mail and they
stood and watched me hehehe.  They’re
not allowed to go out to the road with or
without me.  They know that,  but they
still watch and dream LOL.  We might
still get a little more snow before winter
finally loses its grasp hehehe.  My PC
weather program shows a chance for
snow this coming Friday and Saturday,
but that can all change as we all know 🙂
The weather for tomorrow and Tuesday
seems to be fairly nice with a high of
around 39 to 41,  but Wednesday’s high
is set at 18 F and Thursday 26 F,  so we
shall see.  We’ve still got freezing temps
at night all week.  Tonight’s low is 17
which is what it should be real early
Monday morning still considered as
tonight LOL.  Anyways,  spring is on
its way.  It just takes a little longer for
it to get a good grip up this ways than
it does down south LOL.  Judy’s done
a lot more painting.  She’s turning into
a great artist.  I am so proud of her 🙂
I use many of her paintings for poetry
pictures.  They inspire me.  I’ve already
written 104 picture poems for the new
book.  I’ve got about 50 to go before
we begin getting it published 🙂  LOL
yes I write a lot.  Writing is one of the
many things that helps keep me sane
along with photography and jamming
on my conga drums from time to time.
Of course,  Judy and the boys always
help me smile 🙂  OK,  maybe not always.
We all have our off days hehehe.  I’d
be lying if I said I was always happy 🙂
Life has its ups and downs which are
often connected by mere seconds LOL.
But time has a way of putting things in
the past.  It’s usually us that fail to let
things go that create problems from the
past.  Today is today and yesterday is
yesterday while tomorrow will always be
tomorrow.  When we begin dealing with
today as best that we can,  tomorrow and
the future will be OK.  When we allow
the mistakes of yesterday to become all
that is remembered,  then that becomes
our focus not allowing only the lessons
to exist.  Let the lessons evolve into your
life as you use them to make yourself
and the future much better.  Don’t just
thrive on others mistakes.  Learn to see
the lessons involved and learn from them
and let God help you with your choices.
Now I believe it’s time once again for me
to begin my journey back through all of
my ramblings 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 call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I found I decent title.  Now to see
if I can do anything with it.  Here goes.

Already written

A moment,  a minute,
a seasonal time
might have been written
to form a straight line.
The words of a story,
the scenes set in place
have been already written
yet different the case.
So many problems
and so many views
time has already written
in somebody’s news.
We’re all connected
in life as we grow
and what’s already written
might put on a show.
Seasons as pages
with stages to see
are already written
in our history.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2017

So Ok,  that poem might seem to be a bit
confusing to you,  but there might be a few
that get it hehehe.  I hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  I seem to always find something
to ramble about don’t I LOL!  So what else
is there to tell you?  Well at the moment my
little Judy is doing a little cleaning on her
side of the room.  Throwing away stuff that
neither her nor I have a clue of what they
are of have used in a decade LOL.  I might
start on my side one day,  but not today 🙂
I cleaned it out a while back making room
for the dogs toy box on my side,  but that
is all I could find room for.  This room is
not all that big LOL.  Remember,  we live
in a single wide mobile home.  Anyways,
we’ll survive.  The temperature is dropping
and now it’s 37 F degrees at 7 PM.  Yes I
have been writing for 2 hours.  That and
answering Judy when she ask me for help
or letting the boys out and then back in
when they needed to go potty LOL So,
you see,  writing gets a tad hindered in
the process hehehe.  No matter,  I’m just
about done.  A little news,  My Uncle
Earl passed away yesterday.  Please keep
his sons and the family in your prayers.
With that said,  it’s time for me to be
telling you what I tell you almost every
week and that is I wrote some more
poems with an extra 6 and 3 of them
being Christmas poems 🙂  which ups
the total to 16.  I also once again wrote
22 haiku for all of the haiku lovers out
there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like. I reckon
it’s time for me to begin my search for
that infamous off switch.  LOL,  but
before I go any further I’ve gotta ask
this question.  Why are there words
such as Infamous and Inflammable.
They mean almost the same thing as
famous and flammable don’t they LOL.
I know infamous means being famous
with a bad reputation,  but still hehehe.
Anyways,  I want to wish you all a most
wonderful week.  Remember Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now,  where is that
off switch attemping to hide this week?
Hmm,  searching,  still searching and
still searching,  AHA,  I think I saw a
bit of movement from behind my lil
flashlight that’s sitting right in front
of me 🙂  Yep,  there ya are.  I might
not of seen you if you wouldn’t of
turned the flashlight on by mistake 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+6 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Blustery Day

Winds that are blowing
display such a sight
a wonderful day to
go fly a kite.
A blustery day
of a seasons grand tour
with the winds blowing
a kites flight allure.
Yet as a picture
a painting of time
a blustery day
is a seasonal rhyme.
Poetic wording
of a blustery day
is a kite flyers journey
a wonderful way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Daylight’s Desire

With a farm in the snow
and a chimney alive
snow’s on the ground
with a time to survive.
Just a like a story
a written prequel
and daylight’s desire
that our hands can feel.
The page from a book
is a seasons entire
filled with emotions
daylight’s desire.
With a farm in the snow
and sun shining bright
a daylight’s desire
is a seasons delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

A Photograph

When time evades
and leaves you dry
a photograph
will get you by.
A timeless scene
of long ago
a photograph
can end your woe.
Let not the days
of shadows cast
to be of sadness
of the past.
A photograph
can make you smile
a time recorded
wondrous while.
So when moments
come to you
take a picture
later to view
Then when minutes
and hours pass
you can relive
a photograph.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Reliving Christmas

As time flies by
and moments pass
the times we recall
are gone so fast.
Scenes remembered
seasons displayed
reliving Christmas
is times lemonade.
Poured out like water
and filled full of cheer
Christmas remembered
is a great time of year.
A home with blessings
and snow all around
reliving Christmas
is magic unwound.
A red barn of winter
displayed in the scene
with a home settings
found so serene.
Reliving Christmas
is a wonderful sight
driving down the road
in winters of white.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Driving Through Time

A day within sunshine,
a day that fulfills
is a day worth driving
with autumns appeals.
Seasons of back roads,
finding the course
can become journeys
of a magical force.
Driving through time
is a wonderful thing,
lining up doorways
for bluebirds to sing.
Trees come with colors
to heighten the glance
driving through time
as life’s song and dance.
Open up your eyes now
and find what’s to see
driving through time
with God as the key.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2017

Joyful Is Life

While minutes are counted
and ones wish away
a day comes with blessings
when we kneel and pray.
Even those that pray not
will find blessings true
found within their journeys
that God gives to view.
Christmastimes scenery
brings forth displays,
joyful the time frames
wonderful ways.
Yes so joyful is life
when it’s painted by God
and seasoned with angels
that seek no applaud.
As Heaven in the field
of a snowy afternoon
so joyful is life
when time comes attune.
Christmas with moments
that many remember
as heartbeats rekindled
with God’s burning ember.
Peaceful with hillsides
all covered with snow,
time is a doorway
a Christmastime show
A stage set with snowflakes
to lessen ones strife
this momentous journey
shows joyful is life.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2017

A Little Rhythm

With time but seen
as minutes waves
a little rhythm
makes the days.
A time remembered
brings a smile
a little rhythm
times compile.
Life on an island
gives me peace,
a little rhythm,
a moments release.
I find a photo
that brings into view
a little rhythm
of then thereunto.
It is a blessing
a wonderful scene
a little rhythm
found so serene.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

A Rose

Looks of passion
of moments apart
a life alone
is a beating heart.
Just like a rose,
a stem so complete
passionate fervor
is often discrete.
Yet as a rosebud
a blooming flower
time is momentous
true loves empower.
A scene that is found
that comes into view
can become a rose
a wonderful hue.
Displaying colors
that God did compose
this is the essence
so timeless a rose.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

Sunset Evening

Parked one evening
the sun set real low
found then displaying
some moments to grow.
The scene comes alive
as the sunshine fades
with sunset evening
the end of the days.
Still brightly shining,
but fading real fast
the sun is presenting
a shadowy cast.
The hands of the clock
tick on forevermore
as sunset evening
walks through the door.
The picture’s momentous
as life comes to be
a sunset evening
somewhere by the sea.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

Lavender Fields

Fields of color
on a summers day
are as a painting
an awesome display.
A trail to a barn
is seen in design
lavender fields
of a wonderful find.
Time comes alive
as scenes of life
displaying beauty
to ease the strife.
Lavender fields
of yesterdays
bring forth journeys
to end the grays.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

Village Church

Painted emotions
with wintertime’s glow
enhances stories
of so long ago.
A little village Church
in a painted array
stood with a steeple
near a barn full of hay.
Footprints imagined
of a painters design
a Christmassy scene
with starlight to shine.
The big round moon
is painted so high,
a Christmastime scene
in the wintertime sky.
Moments recorded
as the seasons aglow
with a village church
in wintertime’s snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

I Dream Of Springtime

My heart envisions
the flowers that bloom
sometimes by March
then April to June.
I dream of springtime
as tree leaves bestow
seasonal journeys
with blessings to grow.
On throughout winter
the snowflakes will fall
giving their beauty
with spring yet to call.
Then as the snow melts
it leaves in its wake
springtime’s revival
that we can partake.
I dream of springtime
as colors unite
displaying beauty
a Heavenly sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

Life At A Glance

The sound of the wind
as a breeze speaks its mind
is a special conversation
that a lifetime will find.
Peaceful recognition
as a journey is inlaid
is a stage with the actors
as a day on parade.
With life  at a glance
a mere moment flies by
leaving but a segment
that’s seen beneath ths sky.
Maybe a bird calling
with a little bit of rhyme
on a lake on a journey
with true love on its mind.
Yes life at a glance
might not catch your view
as minutes tick away
till they bid their adieu.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2017

A Sweet Scenic Sunrise

An ocean of beauty
with a taste of style
displays the wonders
that time does compile.
A sweet scenic sunrise
with beauty displayed
shows all of God’s work
so wonderfully made.
A man fishing silently
right there in the waves
as a seagull flies by
just enjoying the days.
A sweet scenic sunrise
is found in the view,
a time so complete
yet each day’s anew.
As a page from a book
with some cloudy skies,
it’s a painting by God
a sweet scenic sunrise.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2017

Moonlight Bench

A minute passes
with a bench all alone
sat in the moonlight
black and white tone.
This is but a scene
that becomes as a tale,
a story ones read
when life’s not so well.
A moonlight bench
with a river flowing
seen as pure white
with moonlight bestowing.
The time comes to be
as a momentous glance
of a moonlight scene
that’s filled with romance.
It comes alive at night
with a song singing finch
and the sounds of water
this moonlight bench.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

A Day At The Beach

A kite flying high
as the waves roll in
is time on a journey
beginning to end.
A day at the beach
with puppy dogs too
displays a scene
a wonderful view.
There’s a sandcastle
that soon will disband
a day at the beach
in summertime sand.
This is a painting
a memory of time
a day at the beach
so scenic divine.
Minutes are passing
that many beseech
this is a blessing
a day at the beach.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

for Mar 18,  2017

A misty morning
might seem as really gloomy,
but life is within.

Summertime daisies
are as flowers illusions
that are merely weeds.

A shadow of time
can sometimes become fearful,
but turn into good.

Living on the edge
allows problems to prosper
that could mean your end.

As minutes tick on,
a life is in the ballast
that you may not know.

Various doorways
bring many hidden journeys
into your pathway.

Life of a feather
is often up in the sky
as a bird travels.

Tomorrows worries
are often begun too soon,
and today is lost.

Beyond our heartbeat
holds an enormous moment
that God has promised.

Within a window
there is glass allowing sight,
but nothing to touch.

A year and a day
can become one of the same
when now is detained.

In the oceans depth
there’s a world we don’t know,
yet we search above.

Challenge gives us growth,
for without any challenge
we stand stagnant.

A budding flower
becomes a blossom of life
that will soon be seed.

Mornings vantage point
might be a little cloudy,
but sunshine is there.

With the moon shining
and stars twinkling above,
a passion will grow.

History repeats
when the lessons are not learned
and it might be worse.

Various motions
become who we are known as
when ones do not know.

Flavors of sunshine
come as billows of mornings
as a day begins.

Lakes of confusion
become turbulent waters
with stupidity.

Mindless emotions
often lead to destruction
for they’re without facts.

A sheltered lifestyle
can prevent ones from growing
and being prepared.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

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Hello my friends

This passed week has been fairly decent
aside from being a slight cold.  The high
for Saturday was -3 F degrees LOL. Not
too bad.  It snowed a little off and on
last week.  Judy and I went to the dollar
Tree last Monday and browsed for her
some craft stuff.  We like to shop at the
Dollar Tree store.  They usually have a
lot of good stuff that we can afford LOL.
The weather has been on a wintery scale.
Last Tuesday I let the boys out and they
wanted to go running in the field of snow
and so they headed out.  Of course they
wanted me to come with them,  but my
weight presented a problem LOL.  The
top layer of the snow was frozen solid,
and the boys could run right over it,  but
with my 225,  it began cracking.  I went
out as far as I could before the ice broke
and I fell through where there was a fresh
layer of snow on top that had insulated it.
The snow was about 2 or 3 foot deep LOL.
I had to crawl out of it to where the top
layer was still frozen solid and then walk
real softly back to the house.  Hehehe,
Rocky came running to me when I broke
through.  Benny just sort of watched me
from a distance 🙂  Anyways,  I said,  time
to go home and they both headed back to
the house stopping ever so often to look
back and see if I was coming.  I couldn’t
walk fast being I had to be easy not to
break the top layer of ice.  LOL When
I was walking out to them,  I heard a
loud BOOM where the ice underneath
complained about my weight hehehehe.
Anyways,  we made it back to the house
with me only busting through the ice
a couple of times before getting on solid
ground hehehe.  Yep,  life with these
boys is never boring.  They tried to go
out in the field again Thursday,  but I
hollered,  NO and they turned around
to see me.  I hollered a couple of more
times and they came running back home.
I knew I couldn’t go out there with them
then after it had snowed a bit.  There
was a fresh layer of snow over the once
frozen snow and I would of surely fell
through LOL.  Yeppers,  I had walked
out to the mail and when walking back,
they thought I was going to walk out in
the field,  but no way Jose.  So that was
pretty much for us.  Judy drove up to
Eagle Lake to check on her mom that
day and I saw on my computer weather
radar that she was driving right into some
snow squalls and was going to have to
drive through them on the way back home.
I was really worried about her,  but she
made it there and back safely.  She said
there was times that she only drove about
20 MPH being it was too bad to drive any
faster.  We’re expecting a Nor’easter to
hit us Tuesday afternoon and it looks as
though it’ll last until Thursday around
noon.  A Nor’easter in our case is a bad
snowstorm.  So it looks like we’re gonna
get some more snow.  It could change,
but at this moment it looks as though it
is headed our way.  Right now it’s 16 F
degrees at 6 PM.  I guess being that’s as
warm as it got today,  that was the high.
Our grandson Christian came Friday
to spend the weekend with us.  We all
headed to Walmart shortly after he got
here to try and find him a cord for his
tablet,  but we couldn’t find one.  He
forgot to bring his charging cord with
him when he came.  Anyways,  I went to and found him one and
ordered it so it will be here the next time
he comes and forgets his cord hehehe.
Judy is over at her desk painting and
Christian is right behind me on his cell
phone watching gaming videos.  His
mom should be here any minute now
to pick him up.  We always enjoy him
coming to spend time with us.  These
days will surely be missed when he gets
to the age that he no longer wants to
spend time with Grandma and Gramps.
He’s gone now and Judy has gone back
to painting.  Christian is pretty good at
drawing.  He drew a couple of pictures.
Judy gave him some colored pencils
and some paper to take home with him
and do some more drawing.  I’m still
better at doing picture poems.  Using
our pictures and Judy’s paintings for
poems.  It seems to be one of my knack’s.
Anyways,  on with the day.  Right now
at 6:50 PM it’s 14 F degrees.  Yep,  it’s
getting colder.  So,  as far as yesterday
(Saturday) is concerned,  we spent a
lot of the day watching silly Youtube
videos and Christian tried his hand
at artwork.  We also watched a few
game shows together.  I hope he comes
back soon.  We can see God’s blessings
all throughout our lives.  He has surely
blessed our home.  🙂  It may be cold up
here,  but the warmth of Jesus is great.
LOL the warmth of this hot chocolate
that I fixed me a little bit ago is also
pretty nice 🙂  Anyways,  that’s about
all I have for now.  I guess it’s time
for me to begin my little journey back
through all that I’ve written here to
see if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So,  it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I found me a fairly
decent title less than a third of the
way from the beginning of all of my
rambling hehehe.  Now to see if I can
do anything with it.  Here goes.

Headed Back

Time will echo
there and to
things we find
our daily view.
Some might even
find their place
headed back
a journey’s race.
Allowing times
of long ago
to be repeated
might not flow.
For we’ve changed,
within the view,
even though
we think not true.
Sometimes moments
railroad track
is not so good
when headed back.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 12,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even understood it hehehehe.
Also I hope you enjoyed my rambling 🙂
Hopefully I didn’t bore ya to tears and
I brought you a smile.  There’s not much
else to tell you.  Life here at the Pearce’s
Place is most times fairly peaceful.  Judy
with her painting and drawing and me
with my poetry.  Of course Benny and
Rocky create a little excitement from
time to time hehehe.  So,  it looks like
it’s time for me to be telling you what
I tell you almost every week and that is,
I wrote some more poetry and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems,  but with a
few extras.  Yep,  3 extras which ups
the count to 13 with 1 of them being
a Christmas poem LOL.  I also once
again 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 not
so great at hiding off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most wonderful
blessings filled week.  Hopefully you
remembered daylight savings time
and moved your clock up an hour if
of course where you are you do that.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  Now,  where is that dadgum
off switch hiding this time?  LOL 🙂
you have to be kidding me hehehehe.
Hiding behind my cup of hot cocoa.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

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

Lighthouse Of Sea

Stories of an ocean
symbolic of the sea
are often the pictures
of our history.
A lighthouse picture
in a photo frame
painted with passion
for times to attain.
A heartfelt moment
a scene that’s contrived
is painted with love
as each wave arrived.
Artwork of memories
becomes such a phase
with a lighthouse of sea
of so distant days.
Moonlight shimmering
in a awesome degree
gives forth a painting
lighthouse of sea.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2017

A Snow Filled Hill

A boy and sled
on a snow filled hill
await to slide down
with dreams to fulfill.
Two dogs upon it
the sled full of hope
seek to begin their
slide down the slope.
The little boy sees
the time to begin
for him to jump on
and slide with them.
A snow filled hill
to a wintery dream
with the dogs and him
and hearts all agleam.
The time is arrived
for them to fulfill
their snowy ride down
a snow filled hill.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2017

Christmas Memoir

Wintertime’s drive
down a old snowy road
displays all the scenes
that Christmas bestowed.
A house in the snow
with seasons of white
a Christmas memoir
of a magical sight.
Remembering songs
that Christmas entails
with rekindled love
of snowflakes set sail.
A picture I’ve taken
becomes great to see
a Christmas memoir
so happy and free.
With a photo taken
one day from our car
I can now recall
a Christmas memoir.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2017

Frozen River

One day a journey
through the snow
I came upon
a river flow.
Ice was melting
I could see
this frozen river
The winters grip
was losing hold
this frozen river
oh so cold.
Seasons threshold
showed its face
in the rivers
time and place.
Frozen river
time to time
found its form
in winters sign.
Though the ice
was melting fast
frozen river
days would last.
With a moments
ice display
frozen river’s
on its way.
A winter voyage
to seasons sight
frozen river
winter white.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 7,  2017

Snoopy’s Kite

One day with a breeze
and beagle in sight
this dog named Snoopy
was flying his kite.
He laid down to rest
with his kite flying true
as he dreamed of the sky
a deep shade of blue.
He held to the string
with a tight pawed grip
made sure while sleeping
his grip wouldn’t slip.
He looked up to see
this momentous flight
that was held by a string
onto Snoopy’s kite.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

Winter’s Bridge

A snow filled ground
and scenic ridge
is found displayed
with winter’s bridge.
The river flowing
is frozen in time
creating a picture
of a bridge so divine.
The bridge gives way
for many to cross
and look down below
at the ice frozen gloss.
Reflecting the clouds
as the ice displays
with winter’s bridge
of day after day.
The weather procures
its dynamic sight
with winter’s bridge
of day and night.
The scene comes alive
as a passionate view
with winter’s bridge
of old and anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

Water Flowing

Winters cascade
water flowing
springs to call.
Seasons journey
comes to view
water flowing
fresh and new.
Ice is melting
winters ways.
Spring is coming
with its phase.
Moments display
counted scenes
water flowing
just like dreams.
Like a story
times unfold
water flowing
like the old.
Winters pathway
time’s bestowing
comes with ice melt
water flowing.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

Evening Glow

With but a second
an hour of day
the evening glow
begins its display.
Then as the minutes
gather in time
the evening glow
finds its design.
Seeming as painted
in the evening sky
the glow represents
how moments fly by.
The moon soon is seen
as an evening parade
along with the stars
of a timeless cascade.
With but a second
the moments bestow
the lesser of light
in the evening glow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

An Ocean Dream

When waters speak
about their time
they might sound
like rhythm rhyme.
An ocean dream
with a little boat
rocks in waves
to churn and float.
Without a captain
at its helm
it sits and waits
within the realm.
The waters taunt
and tease about
an ocean dream
without a doubt.
But the boat
still looks ahead
through the scene
a moments thread.
Between the hills
it sees the gate
an ocean dream
that it can’t wait.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

Tides Of Thought

Lessons favor
mornings waves
seen within the
summer days.
The tide comes in
with many things
and then goes out,
the ocean sings.
Tides of thought
are night and day
times they come
and go away.
Waves will speak
an oceans mind,
tides of thought
their own design.
The wind will blow
in many ways
that often sounds
just like the waves.
An oceans life
cannot be bought,
the life and times
tides of thought.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 8,  2017

Morning Sun

Beyond the ocean
time begins
the morning sun
and summer winds.
The day unleashes
things to see
a morning sun
so wondrously.
With the minutes
time is found
morning sun shown
on the ground.
For with sunshine
comes a view
Heaven’s blessings
sea of blue.
Seasons gather
finding frame
as morning sun
finds more to gain.
Life is growing
in the scene
morning sun then
like a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2017

Losing The Day

As our lives finds growth
it also then dies
with all of the gadgets
that science applies.
So many lose grasp
of our own humanity
as the daily net portal
envelops you and me.
So many cell zombies
just walking around
finding themselves
without common ground.
The minutes tick onwards
as they meet their demise
as technology leaves us
found in disguise.
Not knowing our truth
and our God given way
ones walk with their cells
while losing the day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2017

A Day’s Display

With grasses of green
and a sky of blue
a day’s display
is a magical hue.
Some clouds float by
and create a scene
in the true blue sky
and grasses of green.
Each minute passes
with life to attain
some within sunshine,
some within rain.
A day’s display
is an ocean of time
found within beauty
and love so divine.
Yet many people
lose sight of it all
and a day’s display
they find they appall.
So don’t let your life
to just fade away
and miss everything
a day’s display.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2017

for Mar 9,  2017

Between the pages
holds stories that ones don’t read
because of hurry.

Life is a flower
that often loses focus
due to no water.

Without our problems
we would not have any growth,
for problems are seeds.

Shadows of our lives
are found within the structure
of our family.

Allowing storm clouds
to find refuge in your life
will cause you much rain.

Beneath the ocean
holds a world we’ll never know
unless we dive down.

Space is a venture
that many seek ones like us
and not of other.

As heartbeats unite
they have a chance for growing,
yet some fall apart.

A house full of lies
will only flourish despair
as truth is exposed.

Life without passion
finds only the minimum
of what life can be.

A summer shower
is more than just of water,
for it gives us life.

Belief without sight
needs you to not be with doubt
but open minded.

Life is a journey
that many will lose their way
through times illusions.

Without a window
we might just sit and just dream
of what we can see.

So many people
become doormats to others
because of their fear.

Glancing at someone
you might not see who they are,
but have assumptions.

A leaf that’s blowing
could end up on a journey
that leads to nowhere.

Challenges of life
are the tools to help us grow
and not grow stagnant.

Displayed in moment
our lives might seem without hope,
but prayer can help.

Counting the minutes
will only make them longer
while you are waiting.

Long awaited dreams
can change as you grow older
and become nightmares.

Many perceptions
can turn into confusion
as fact’s fall away.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 9,  2017

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
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them at you can buy them both on my page
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and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

So it seems that February is over with
and now March is upon us.  Yeppers
and ye ole winter winds are still doing
their thing.  Yesterday evening when we
got back home from grocery shopping
we found that our hot water had froze.
I called our landlord and he came today
and got it thawed.  It was a bit too cold
for him to get out to fix it last night 🙂
The wind chill was -18 F degrees and
the wind was blowing profusely.  We
didn’t expect him to get out in that.
He’s an old guy like us LOL.  It’s all
good now.  Though Rocky had a bit
of a poopy butt and the water was too
cold for me to wash it last night hehehe.
So I took care of that when Calvin got
the hot water thawed out.  I trimmed
Rocky a little more while I had him in
the bathtub and then did my regular.
I washed out the tub real good.  I gave
both Benny and Rocky haircuts Friday
while Judy road down to Bangor with
her sister Barbara.  They went to visit
their brother Ricky and Barbara had
a doctors appointment down there too.
Anyways,  I got the boys trimmed up
fairly well.  I’ll need Judy to help me
hold them so I can do final cuts or she
can cut and I’ll hold them hehehe.  It
don’t matter to me.  Friday I cut off
over 2 Walmart bags of hair.  If I had
the power of life I could of created two
more dogs out of all that hair hehehe.
But,  I am not God,  so therefore the
hair just went in the trash 🙂  Right
now it’s 17 F degrees at 6 PM.  Just a
bit chilly LOL.  Oh yea,  Friday after
I cut the boys hair,  I went outside
with them for a little romp time and
they decided that they wanted to go
for a field trip,  so I walked as lightly
as I could over the frozen two or more
feet deep of snow.  Just a few steps out
I heard the loudest BOOM as the ice
began to crack.  I hollered at the boys
to come back,  but they just stopped
to see what the noise was about.  So,
I kept walking and caught up to them,
but by that time I was near the trashed
mobile homes and the snow was fresh
which meant the snow beneath it was
insulated and was not frozen so well.
Yep,  you guessed,  I fell through and
had to crawl out where I could find
the frozen snow again.  Needless to
say,  that pretty much did me in and
Rocky knew it as he came running to
my aid.  LOL Benny just watched me
in wonder.  Anyways,  I said that’s it,
time to head to the house and they
were off in a mad dash.  I took a little
video of them running side by side
heading back to the house stopping
ever so often to wait on me.  Then
Rocky ran inside the front extension
to our house,  but Benny climbed up
on a snow mound to keep watch over
me till I got home and then he went
with me and we all went back inside
out of the cold.   Right now,  Judy
is over at her daughter’s house for
their new paint night.  It’s the first
one.  They meet over at Judy’s sister
Trudy’s house once a month for craft
night.  We went shopping yesterday,
but stopped off at the Dollar Tree for
a little craft shopping and what not,
then we headed to Walmart for food.
Yes I’m a guy and yes I like to shop 🙂
and yes I am straight LOL.  I’m not
your everyday guy I guess.  I don’t
like or watch sports either.  Judy is
the same.  It may seem weird,  but
we enjoy pretty much the same things
favorite TV,  poetry,  photography
and I use many of her paintings for
picture poems 🙂  I’ve already got 76
picture poems written for the new
book.  I’m halfway there LOL.  It
does keep my mind busy.  I enjoy
writing picture poems/poetry pictures
and they do keep me busy hehehehe.
For that matter,  so do these boys 🙂
They had to go out a minute ago and
Rocky was just barking saying they
were ready to come back in,  so now
they’re both in here warming up by
the radiator heater.  Rocky’s right
beside me lying in his doggy bed and
looking up at me with his little toothy
grin LOL.  Benny is on the other side
of him.  Our little home is always with
something stirring about 🙂  Did I tell
you that it snowed again Thursday 🙂
Not a lot,  but enough that the boys
wanted to go out and play in it LOL.
Oh yea again,  Last Monday Judy
and I did pictures of us holding our
books.  So we’ve both got pictures
us holding them and of us together.
I thank God for bringing Judy into
my life.  We have a few problems as
that’s life,  but we work through them
together.  There’s no marriage that is
without its struggles,  for nobody is
perfect.  Make a point of not going
to bed with anger  for it will only
grow and cause you a restless night.
Now I believe it’s time for me to be
looking back over all that I have
written here to see if I can find me a
decent 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 believe I may have found a decent
title about a third of the way back
through my rambling :).   Now let’s
see if I can do anything with it.  Here
goes nothing hehehe.


Times a moment
shadows cast,
everyday is
with a past.
Scenes recorded
in our minds
become memoirs
distant times.
Everyday is
not the same
even if it
is your aim.
Distant scenes
of times accord
never fail
to find The Lord.
He is always
watching you
wanting your life
fresh and new.
So with troubles
kneel and pray
give them to Him

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 5,  2017

I hope you enjoyed the poem and it
maybe even made sense to you LOL.
I never know if anything I’m writing
makes any sense to anyone but me.
I also hope you enjoyed my rambling.
I do tend to drift from topic to topic
don’t I hehehe.  I can’t help it,  that’s
how I remember stuff LOL.  Surely
you don’t expect me to go back and
rewrite this every time I remember
something Hahaha.  If I were getting
paid for it maybe,  but I’m not LOL.
I guess though it’s time for me to be
telling you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems with an extra 10 due to
my many picture poems this week 🙂
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there. I haven’t
written any Christmas poems lately,
so who knows,  I might write a few
next week :),  but don’t hold your
breath hehehe.  Ok now I guess it’s
time for me to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch,  but
not before I wish you blessings filled
week.  Remember Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that
off switch hiding this week?  Hmm,
I think I spy with my 1 good eye
a bit of movement from behind my
aspirin bottle.  Sheesh,  you’d think
you would learn that the bottle is
CLEAR and I can see you hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzz.

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
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

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

Painted Church

In colors found
of timeless gaze
a painted church
displays the days.
It’s as a portrait
wood beheld
a moments scene
for time to tell.
A painted church
of blue and white
with black trim
an awesome sight.
The painters eyes
began the chime
the churches bell
unique design.
Within the scene
a cross is found
for God and love
His common ground.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2017

Baby Giraffe

Within the wild
there stands so tall
a baby giraffe
that ones see small.
It holds its head up
real high to see
the sights around
the tallest tree.
It’s a tall baby
to surely grow
and one day see
what times bestow.
Each day he dreams
of skies of blue
with a neck so long
to see the view.
His heart is filled
with hope and dreams
as he walks up
to rushing streams.
The life and times
of a baby giraffe
are found with joy
as years will pass.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2017

Winter’s Bench

The season’s closing
leaving signs
snow filled moments
winter times.
A winter bench
is sat in snow
while the season’s
good to go.
Left are portions
winter white
found as stages
scenes in sight.
As an actor
snow is seen
with a bench then
so serene.
Snow has melted
inch by inch
leaving signs of
winter’s bench.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2017

A Lonely Owl

One peaceful night
an owl would sing
a song so lonely
near a stream.
Upon a limb
beneath the moon
a lonely owl
would sing its tune.
The sounds of love
with every who
a lonely owl
seeks thereunto.
In the moonlight
this great fowl
seeks a mate
a lonely owl.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27,  2017

A Certain View

When days get bad
and time stands still
a certain view
might spin the wheel.
Opening pathways
to brand new days
bringing in sunshine
of which to gaze.
A certain view
of seasons delight
can open the door
to a much better sight.
For with the pages
of pictures and more
a certain view
can open a door.
Bringing in lifestyles
so fresh and anew
time can become then
a certain view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2017

The Old Fisherman

This man he stands
in summers sun
while fishing wishing
more than none.
His pole is ready,
his line is taunt
anticipating waiting
a fisherman’s jaunt.
Waves are thrashing
singing a song
as the old fisherman
just sings along.
He sings of journeys,
he sings of the day.
He sings of pleasure
a wonderful way.
He sees the blessings,
he sees the bliss,
the old fisherman
cannot resist.
Time is his favor
he patiently waits
the old fisherman,
hook that he baits.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2017

Work Together

When troubles come
with waves of time
work together
for peace of mind.
Don’t let the waves
of time destroy
your floating essence,
seek for joy.
Find the blessings
times can attain
by working together
and find the gain.
With two together
the journey will be
stronger in essence
in life’s shining sea.
Find the moments
that two can improve
and give you hope
to win not lose.
When seas of struggles
come into view
work together
through seas of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2017

Swings In The Snow

With trees standing near
there’s swings in the snow
standing projecting
a swing to and fro.
As a doorway of winter
the swings sort of sway,
swinging in the breeze
in their own little way.
Swings in the snow
become a memory,
as patterns in the wind,
a blessing given free.
Seasons recreation
with a snowy attitude,
swings in the snow
that children have pursued.
Winter is enlightening
as it paints within its flow
seasons on a journey
with swings in the snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2017

Field Of Snow

A heart of grandeur
views a scene
a field of snow
so white and clean.
Some cattle grazing
makes the scene
a wondrous view.
There’s a valley
with rolling hills
a field of snow
that time fulfills.
A pleasurable sight
of times display
brings into view
God’s wondrous way.
His mighty hands
created this sight
a field of snow
seen day and night.
Viewed in the day
the sun bestows
and even at night
the moonlight glows.
A painted picture
from God above
a field of snow
His whitest dove.
Within a memoir
His hands bestow
from Heaven above
a field of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2017

Two Love Birds

Life in a picture
a painting of time
is of two love birds
an awesome design.
A moment unending
a moment so true
finds birds united
a wonderful view.
Seeming as people
two love birds display
passion for minutes
that gather the day.
Painted as notions
of true love to find
finds two love birds
a scene intertwined.
Seasons of true love
become song and dance
two love birds singing
of moments romance.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2017

Within A Mountain

Scenes of beauty
fill ones eyes
as mountains reach
to highest skies.
A story book
becomes alive
within a mountain
times survive.
Written in rock
and stone thereof
a mountain holds
life like a glove.
A scenic point
from distant times
within a mountain
are designs.
Seasons splendor
is displayed
within a mountain
times have made.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2017

The Sun In The Sky

An ocean settings
waves rolling in
becomes a scenic
time to begin.
The sun in the sky
shines so very bright
it makes the clouds
as a magical sight.
Painting a picture
with its bright charm
the sun in the sky
is so very warm.
Its rays are as time
with waves to foresee
the passionate stage
that’s given so free.
The voyage of a ship
on a summery phase
displays the scene
with ocean and waves.
With but a moment
the clouds fly by
creating a picture
the sun in the sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1,  2017

Waves Of Summer

Beyond our shadows
time is found
waves of summer
sight and sound.
The scenes recorded
picture frames
minutes moments
times champagne.
Watching people
daily true
waves of summer
seas of blue.
A man and dog
that found the joy
a summers day
with dog and toy.
Waves of summer
times embrace
footprints found
with smiling face.
Times remembered
shadows gaze
waves of summer
wondrous days.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2,  2017

Fishing Dream

Time’s in sequence
a painted array
a little guy fishing
enjoying the day.
His boat is rocking
as ripples of time
a fishing dream
is found so sublime.
The sun is bright
with its reflection
bringing to life
a solar perfection.
A momentous scene,
a sight for sore eyes,
a fishing dream
beneath the skies.
Seconds and minutes
pass by with peace
making this moment
sweet Heavens release.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2,  2017

Moonlight Bears

A time in a scene
when dreams come true
becomes such a time
when life is anew.
Moonlight shining
a yellow phase
as bears together
stand and gaze.
A time in a scene
when minutes tick on
leaving the moment
a time before dawn.
Moonlight bears
they stand together
to see the dreams
of life forever.
A time in a scene
when peace comes alive
with moonlight bears
that time does revive.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2,  2017

A Steady Heart

Hope filled dreams
with signs of truth
are many stages
of our youth.
A point and time
when life is gray
a steady heart
takes it away.
Sealed with love
of times recalled
we all might find
those times enthralled.
A distant page
of timeless scenes
a steady heart
rekindles dreams.
As time moves on
with works of art
our lives will find
a steady heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2,  2017

A Path Of White

Beyond the day
there is a trail
a path of white
that times entail.
With guiding lights
and handrails too
to guide someone
that’s walking through.
A path of white
is given free
to cross it truly
without fee.
It holds a moment
there entwined
that soon becomes
a special time.
A scene recorded
such a sight
that’s found to be
a path of white.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2017

A Clouded Mind

Past to present
now and then
time is found
beginning again.
God sends angels
to be our guides
on the days of
cloudy skies.
We might worry
about someone
a moment then
a time that’s done,
but God is always
with a way
to give you peace
when life’s astray.
For when struggles
fill your heart
God and prayer
gives place to start.
Let His blessings
be entwined
when you’ve got
a clouded mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2017

Smoke That Drifts

A day and time
with winter’s white
finds a fireplace
there in sight.
The time and place
where winter shines
smoke is drifting
in my mind.
As an echo
of yesterday
the smoke drifts
with color gray.
While I walked
I looked right back
watching billows
from the stack.
It gave me
a certain gift
peaceful seen
the smoke that drifts.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2017

Within A Child

The hopes and dreams
of a little girl
become the joy
within the world.
Within a child
holds many things
somes puppy dogs
and wondrous scenes.
The smallest sight
becomes so great
within a child
of time and date.
A story starts
with seasons stage
within a child
of age to age.
The minutes pass
as time’s compiled
the hopes and dreams
within a child.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3,  2017

for Mar 4,  2017

Before and after
will connect in the middle
with our memories.

The seasons journeys
that are stages of a year
that bring us beauty.

Life’s a scenic route
that often has some speed bumps
to slow down your stride.

Flourishing flowers
become blessings for our eyes
as they come to bloom.

Change is deception
when all that’s changed is the view
and not what’s inside.

Morning bring shadows
across a few nearby trees
that create daydreams.

Time creates moments
that can become memories
along with lessons.

Within a doorway
holds chance to enter or leave,
for it’s up to us.

Morning remembers
all that nighttime brought to view,
so make peace at night.

A windy winter
brings forth many chilling nights,
so prepare yourself.

Yesterdays children
will be tomorrows choices
so teach them the facts.

Losing direction
can find you down lonely roads
if you fear to ask.

Now is a moment
that will soon be in our past
that ones remember.

Lose the yesterdays
that you made many mistakes
and make it better.

A fly in a room
recognizes fly swatters
without it knowing.

Rekindled lifestyles
can become either large flames
or burning bridges.

A season’s sunshine
brings peace into a heartbeat
if it’s not sunburned.

Life is a river
flowing sometimes too quickly
that many build a dam.

News of a person
might be merely just gossip
as it’s only lies.

Now gives us a chance
to change how we have become
and seek for better.

Looking for trouble
might procure more than wanted
and dig you a grave.

With each passing day
life continues with its stride
while some waste away.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 4,  2017

Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them both on my page
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

Well,  it’s another day of winter,  but it
seems to be warming up a bit.  The snow
is melting away,  although we could still
have another few days of snow,  but it’s
not in the near futures forecast.  Right
now at 4 PM it’s 29 F degrees and we’ve
still got tons of snow outside.  It looks
like there will be a lot of floods down in
the lower lying areas as always due to the
melting snows and rain.  It happens every
year.  We’re on high ground so we have
nothing to worry about,  unless of course
there’s a massive flood that we have yet
to see.  So it’s on with the journal.  The
winter season is seeming to be wending
its way to springtime a little earlier than
normal.  Usually we have cold and snow
all the way through March and there’ve
been a few times on into April hehehe.
Benny and Rocky have been having fun
playing in the snow.  It seems we’ve got
a couple of snow dogs LOL.  If it were
not for the price of heating oil,  I would
not mind winter staying around a little
longer.  I love the snow and love to go
out and play in it especially with the boys.
It’s a windy day today.  The wind’s been
blowing quite briskly all morning and is
still with its gusto 🙂  Judy’s still doing
a lot of painting and getting better with
every stroke of the brush.  Her and her
sisters,  daughters and family are going
to start a paint night March 5 which is
next Sunday.  They have been just doing
their paintings at their homes the same
as Judy,  but now they’re going to all
get together one night a month and do
painting together at Judy’s daughters
house.  I wish there were something that
I was able to do with others that I like
to do such as play music or even fish,
but it doesn’t look like that will happen,
at least not now.  Maybe one day,  who
knows 🙂  I’m still busy working on new
picture poetry.  I’ve already got 56 new
picture poems.  Believe it or not,  they
aren’t that hard for me to do.  It seems
to be a knack of mine.  Our books are
slowly but surely being purchased,  but
they’ve got a long way to go before we
will see much of any income with them.
That’s OK,  I enjoy writing them and
Judy enjoys painting as well as writing.
It’s hard to believe that I’ve been writing
poetry for over 50 years huh LOL.  Yep,
and I’ve been writing this journal for
more than 20 years.  I’m sure there are
a few of you that remember near the
first publication of it LOL.  It wasn’t
near as wordy as it is now.  I guess I’ve
gotten a bit more rambly hehehehehe.
Plus I write a lot more than I used to
being,  then I was working and now I’m
retired.  Well since I began writing,  the
temperature has dropped a couple of
degrees 🙂  Now it’s 27 F degrees and the
wind is still talking to us 🙂  It looks as
though tomorrow will be a mirror image
of today,  temperature, wind and all :p
So what else is going on around here?
Hmm,  well to be honest,  it’s not been
too exciting.  Nope,  it’s pretty much
been the same old same old.  Though
a bit different than other weeks I did
not take many pictures,  being it was
way to bright and hard to see with the
sun reflecting off of the snow.  Plus
Judy and I didn’t do many drives to
town and when we did go,  the sun was
already going down making it hard to
get a good picture.  But I did take a
few around the house.  Remember the
lighthouse that Judy and I made last
year?  Well it weathered the winter and
the light is still shining.  I built it pretty
sturdy so I figured it would survive 🙂
Some of the paint has peeled,  but that’s
an easy fix.  All in all,  it still looks nice.
and lights the way.  So I reckon that’s
about all that’s going on around here.
God has kept His mighty hands over
us protecting us.  Of course we have
had a few trying times,  but nothing
that was going to tear us down.  Our
two boys keep us entertained. They
were most surely a blessing from God.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin
my journey back through all that I’ve
written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  It looks like
I may of found a decent title just a few
lines back.  Now to see what if anything
at all I can write using it.  Here goes.

Trying Times

A page from a moment,
a book that’s inlaid
is trying times minutes
of life’s promenade.
The seasons of thresholds
display in their gate
times we’ve been bitten
by when we can’t wait.
Mornings we’ve awoken
and gotten out of bed
to seek without thinking
to try and get ahead.
Sometimes our efforts
are without any prayer
as we waltz out the doorway
to times all aglare.
The problems become as
a weed that begrimes
when we went without praying
and found trying times.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2017

Ok there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even understood it.
Also I hope you enjoyed my rambling.
I’m sure a few of you read it while you
scratched your head saying,  what????
I do have a busy mind and it does tend
to drift from time to time LOL.  Oh well,
at least it gave ya something to read that
was clean hehehe.  Well,  as I said before,
I have been busy with picture poetry and
getting ready to have volume 3 published
maybe sometime in April.  I have found
that I enjoy writing picture poetry.  It’s
something that makes me have to write
outside of the box more often to find a
story in a photo or painting.  Most times
writing a poem,  I just find a title and
write using it.  So,  I hope many of you
will go and buy our books.  It would sure
help us out.  Judy and I have put a lot
of work into them.  I guess it’s time now
for me to be telling you what I tell you
almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yep,  10
more poems with only 3 extras this week.
11 of them are picture poems 🙂 without
the pictures of course hehehehe.  Oh and
yes I once again wrote 22 more haiku for
all of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both that
you like.  Now I believe it’s time for me
to begin my search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you a
most joyous weekend or whatever is left
of it and a most truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Alrighty then,  where is that off switch at?
Where can it be hiding this week?  Hmm,
I think I see something out of place that
is behind my tape measure.  Yep,  there
ya are.  You had to push it out a bit so
you could fit behind it huh LOL.  You’re
getting better,  but still,  no cigar hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

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

A Storm

A time of sadness,
a time of grief
a storm becomes
a fallen leaf.
The pitter patter
raindrops make
can become
a hopeless lake.
But the moments
a storm finds
can bring hopeful
peace of minds.
Using lessons
times have shown
a storm can be
a times atone.
With the raindrops
seasons show
a storm has seeds
for you to sow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

The Imagination

Those special times
that we come to
the imagination
within our view.
They are our dreams
our hopes desires
to extinguish
sadness fires.
So many things
that we bring forth
east to west
and south to north.
The many dreams
that come alive
a timeless scene
our hearts contrive.
Maybe a painting
of a unicorn
that comes to life
as fleshly born.
The imagination
can blossom true
a magical place
for me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

Country White

Scenes of winter
country white
become paintings
God’s delight.
Mornings display
timeless shows
country white
a scene bestows.
As a painting
photos taken
I find pictures
come awaken.
Through the sticks
a scene is found
country white,
I look around.
Life’s a blossom
found in sight
a winter scene of
country white.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

Reaching For A Star

Midnight fantasies
of heated desires
seek for the starlight
and what that transpires.
The twinkling essence
of a distant place
brings ones a smile
to display on their face.
Reaching for a star
of a distant memory
a time far away
at night you can see.
Painted emotions
might surely be seen
a time that is found
as just but a dream.
Found as illusion
this painting has filled
colors of emotion
with heartbeats instilled.
Yet in the painting
of near and afar
there displays someone
that’s reaching for a star.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

A Lonely Heart

Life with stories
ones can tell
finds ones living
near to Hell.
Without seeing
knowing true
a lonely heart
might be with you.
Often without
actions seen
a lonely heart
might have a dream.
A dream of life
that they succeed
found in pages
books they read.
Yet we often
do not know
that they’re there
and feeling low.
A lonely heart
might be so clear,
but you’ve sought
to never hear.
So ones teardrops
might just fall
without no one
they can call.
Don’t let someone
fall away,
a lonely heart
of day to day.
Seek for friendship,
show them true
love and life
for them to view.
Don’t let someone
fall apart
always being
a lonely heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

House Of Memories

Amidst a long drive
of so long ago
we came then upon
a house within snow,
It seemed to be alive
with many memories
as windows of time
of oceans and seas.
This house that we saw
was a shadows cast,
a story,  a journal
found from the past.
It held in its walls
a scented array
seeming as haunted
in a wondrous display.
There was no fear,
not a moments unease
as we drove on past
the house of memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

Beside The Tracks

An autumn stroll
through mystery
was found one day
a sight to see.
Beside the tracks
of thereunto
there was my stride
a wondrous view.
An autumn day
with photographs
was beautiful
beside the tracks.
Footsteps made
as minutes form
waiting to hear
a trains loud horn.
Beside the tracks
the season shines
an autumn stroll
the moment finds.
Just like a page
of memory
beside the tracks
is history.
A time unfolded
for me to share
a photograph,
a breath of air.
The autumn leaves
are on the path
while I am seen
beside the tracks.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

A Timeless Pier

So long ago
in times so warm
a photograph
was then and born.
Upon a pier
was fishermen
a moments scene
to then begin.
It’s now recorded
a timeless pier
with deep blue seas.
The stage is set
as shadows cast
the echoes of
a photograph.
Within the scene
my wife adheres
my photograph
a timeless pier.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

As Life Begins

With morning glories
oh so blue
a life begins
a day anew.
Bluebirds landing
there in place
the day is found
a wondrous face.
A smiling essence
God has shown
morning glories
birds have flown.
Blessing filled
to give a smile
as life begins
to then compile.
Some bluebirds fly
with wondrous grace
and land so gently
to embrace
the morning glories
time has shown
as life begins
and birds have flown.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2017

A Heavenly Day

Clouds as a painting
shimmering sight
display the beauty
of heavenly light.
A day within portions
of sunshine of love
pours out like liquid
from Heaven above.
A heavenly day
with a beautiful sky
finds ones the motive
a photograph high.
A farm in the distance
is displayed so fine
while clouds all billow
their wondrous design.
The scene is as magic
of a blessings array
as a great memory
a heavenly day.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2017

Bridge To View

Evening is displayed
sometime in sight
with a bridge to view
the evenings delight.
Often a moment
will come into view
a time so special
that enlightens you.
With a bridge to view
a wintertime scheme
from our car one day
such a wonderful scene.
Snow driven pathways
to a distant time shore
become as the essence
that many adore.
A picture of a moment
that then comes alive
with a bridge to view
that so many drive.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2017

Snowscape Painting

Scenes come alive
in the snow of white,
a moment painted
is pure delight.
A snowscape scene
of wintertime’s love
finds in a painting
timeless thereof.
Two dogs posing
in a picture of snow,
now just a painting
that seems all aglow.
Trees in the distance
become as the heart,
all covered with snow
as times work of art.
Time’s remembered
as a magical theme,
found now as painted
with light all agleam
A snowscape painting
with our two boys
is found in a moment
as winter employs.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2017

Within The Cold

As if a story
that’s written in time
there is a farm house
a picturesque rhyme.
Within the cold
of wintertime’s grasp
there is a story
of future and past.
Scented with snowflakes
timeless the essence
within the cold
is winter’s candescence.
A flag is blowing
in wintertimes breeze
as it shows near it
a tree without leaves.
With autumns pathway
to winters behold
there is a farmhouse
within the cold.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2017

for Feb 25,  2017

Shadows of dewdrops
come as echoes of the day
displayed in silence.

Without a heartbeat
life is just a memory
found in existence.

A flower’s beauty
is depicted by the time
and date that it blooms.

A storm of today
could become your memories
that seem as much less.

Within our thinking
holds the choices of many
that have changed our thoughts.

Living fantasies
can become many nightmares
that weren’t meant to be.

A desires flaw
can be enhanced by actions
as truth is revealed.

Inside life’s doorways
holds the chances for new life
or passed reflections.

Mornings of sunshine
may be hidden behind clouds,
but the sun is there.

A glimpse of starlight
can become a wondrous dream
that’s filled full of hope.

Allowing anger
to become all that you are
makes you dynamite.

Seasons of snowflakes
will melt away in springtime
with rivers to flow.

A mere emotion
can bring forth much destruction
if it is sour.

As life has begun
it shall also find demise
if we lose the truth.

Plants that are watered
also need sunshine and Earth
to become stronger.

Beyond ones thinking
holds the factors of belief
or ones lack thereof.

Sliding down a hill
puts grooves in the footings
that others will see.

Searching too harshly
will only find you much despair,
for your search is null.

The leaves on a tree
will fall off during autumn
but decorate well.

The glance of a friend
can be filled with joy for you
and still be real sad.

Deceptive people
leave a trail of misery
when truth is revealed.

The term perfection
is what ones misinterpret
as being the best.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2017

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Hello my friends

How’s it going in your neck of the woods?  Ours
is a little bit white.  We got almost 3 foot of snow
last week and it snowed off and on throughout the
week.  It snowed a little bit today,  but nothing of
a grand scale.  The temperatures are seeming to
be going up a little bit.  Right now it’s only 32 F.
Yeppers,  it looks like we might get an early spring
if this keeps up,  but I’m not betting on it hehehe.
The temperature could drop without warning LOL.
So,  we might still have a few surprises awaiting us.
Now it’s onwards with the journal.  I’ve taken the
boys outside and played with them a few times this
week and took a few pictures and videos to boot 🙂
They love it when I go outside and play with them.
Right now the boys are right beside me begging
for treats LOL.  We’ve already given them their
dentist sticks and a couple sausage links a piece,
so I think they can wait.  They have dried food in
their dog bowls if they’re hungry LOL.  They both
gave up and are now lying on the floor between
Judy and I.  Judy’s over there painting pictures.
She’s getting pretty darn good at it too.  If she
keeps up like she is,  she might become a famous
painter in the future 🙂  The future is a mystery
that we can only guesstimate.  The weatherman
only forecasts the weather which means the same
as guesstimate unless there is an actual radar
image showing what is actually in progress and
then they can only guesstimate the outcome of
it.  OK so what else has gone on around here or
thereabouts LOL?  Well Judy and I took a drive
up north to Presque Isle while it was snowing
and went to KFC and bought us some chicken.
It wasn’t snowing too bad.  If it had been bad,
we would not of gone.  It was a nice drive.  I
took pictures and a couple videos while she
drove as usual LOL.  I’ve been working hard
on my new book and I’ve already got 45 new
picture poems for volume 3 of Pearce’s Poetry
Pictures.  At this rate,  I might have it ready
for publication by April or before.  I know,
you’re probably saying,  how can this guy
write so much.  Well I have no answer except
that it’s my God given gift.  LOL  I never
have a clue of what I will write about until I
begin with the title and it’s like a blooming
flower.  Yet sometimes it might have a few
thorns hehehe.  Yes sometimes the words
can get a bit sticky.  Nonetheless I seem to
manage to work through it.  I wish I could
paint like Judy,  but it’s just not my forte 🙂
I know,  she has been practicing and all
and maybe if I too practiced painting I also
might become good,  but it’s not what I am
interested in at the moment.  I’ll stick with
writing for the moment LOL.  Hopefully
when I’m dead and gone our books will
become a big thing and maybe help Judy
to survive.  Yet,  for now,  at least they’re
selling a little bit.  OK next topic hehehe.
Thursday,  I took my conga drums out in
the snow and did a little drumming after
of course I tossed a few snowballs for the
boys to try to catch or more to the point,
chase after LOL.  I did a couple of videos
of them chasing snowballs and of me on
my conga drums.  I had to do two videos,
being that Rocky decided to take a couple
of dumps right in front of the camera in
the first video LOL.  When ya gotta go,
ya gotta go hehehe.  All in all,  the week
wasn’t too bad.  Oh yea,  we’ve gotten
news that Judy’s brother Ricky is going
to continue staying in the nursing home,
being his health has not gotten any better
and is not expected to.  He cannot take
care of himself anymore.  I feel for him,
because I know it hurts for him to not
be able to live on his own anymore,  but
a lot of things happen that none of us
are wanting,  but may just have to accept.
Life doesn’t always play fair,  but with
God there is a better end to the story.
Time has a way of painting a picture that
we might not understand until it is fully
painted.  Have faith that it will all be OK.
Now,  I believe it’s time for me to begin
my journey back through all that I have
written here to see if I can find a decent
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem.  And
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 of
stumbled on a fairly decent title near
the beginning of my rambling hehehehe.
Now let’s see if I can do anything with it.
Here goes nothing hehehe Maybe so LOL.


A plotted course
of indecision
to guesstimate
the inner vision
becomes a path
a time to tell
a mere forecast
of times detail.
We often view
our yesterdays
as minutes seen
and just a phase,
but tomorrow
brings to view
a chance to see
another new.
To guesstimate
the facts of time
we might not see
the moments sign.
The phase in fact
might be too late
for we can only

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 19,  2017

LOL so there ya go.  I hope you liked the poem.
I know it may of seemed a bit confusing,  but it’s
my thoughts that come out in spurts hehehehehe.
Also I hope you enjoyed my rambling as I filled
you in on the craziness that goes on around this
place.  This Place is teeming with poetry and
painting as well as love and life.  Our little boys
Benny and Rocky keep us entertained.  Though
at this moment,  they are both sound asleep and
maybe dreaming of treats LOL.  Milo’s spirit is
alive within our home.  I can feel him now as he
brushes up against my leg as he used to do.  Yes
our old boy is still with us in spirit.  I guess it’s
time for me to tell you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems,  but um,
I got a little wacky on writing with many of
the poems being picture poems and I wrote 10
extra poems.  So in total I wrote 20 poems 🙂
Yes of course I wrote 22 haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can find
at least 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now,  I believe it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,  but
not before I wish you a most wonderful God
filled week,  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  OK now,  where is that confounded
off switch hiding this time and I use the term
hiding loosely LOL?  Hmmm,  nope it’s not
behind my nose spray and not behind my
orange juice glass.  Aha,  I see ya you little
varmint.  My flashlight began to roll just a
tad as I saw my harmonica begin to slide 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

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

Seasons Gestured

Driving down
a winters way
we saw a sight
amidst the day.
Seasons gestured
in a style,
timeless fashioned
snows compile.
A moments scene
of wintertime,
seasons gestured
snow combined.
A real old house
and old garage,
seasons gestured
like mirage.
I took a picture
a photograph,
seasons gestured
of the past.
It brought to mind
a hopeful scene,
seasons gestured
as a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2017

Dreamers Moons

A dreamers mind,
a special place,
A certain scene
way out in space.
This is a time,
a point of view
of a certain one,
maybe me or you
A spacy voyage
of dreamers moons
upon a planet
of circled swoons.
Within the rings
the planet shows
a wolf howling
all it knows.
Yet it’s painted
as a place,
dreamers moons
way out in space.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2017

Midnight Waterfall

Seen in blue
without a sound
a midnight waterfall
seeks the ground.
Splashing waters
find their flow
that the painter
did bestow.
A painted waterfall
seeks to find
time and place
a peaceful mind.
A mere painting
seen in blue
becomes something
great to view.
With some cranes
stood through it all
watching the midnight

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2017

Barn Of Winter

Blue skies playing
fun with clouds
display seasons
time endows.
Barn of winter
is enhanced
as the snowflakes
surely danced.
But the barn
withstood it all
as it did through
leaves of fall.
Time is nothing
but a gaze
barn of winter
seasons phase.
Like a memoir
its reflection
seeks the patterns
times connections.
As a tree stands
front and center
the time is found
a barn of winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2017

This Old Barn

One day on a drive
from town to home
I saw an old barn
of a wintery tone.
It stood as artwork
awaiting critique
with snow on its roof
with nary a leak.
This old emotion
was a season delight
so timeless created
as a wonderful sight.
It became a story
a written decade
with minutes added
to a seasons cascade.
One day on a drive
we saw an old farm
that displayed so truly
this old barn.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2017

The Motmot

This bird of colors
is kingfisher kind
colorful feathers
with wondrous design.
A beautiful plumage
and a real long tail
that they wag quickly
to often set sail.
They use it for warning
and use if for flight
to help them navigate
a moment of fright.
They eat bugs and lizards
and will also take fruit
the motmot of many
an owl gives a hoot.
With so many colors
and blue on their head
the motmot of time
is surely widespread.
Now as a painting
a simple memory,
the motmot recalls
a sight you can see.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2017

Snowy Field

Within a field
is seen a hill
a certain scene
that times fulfill.
A snowy field
is found in view
with a tiny farm
and a snowy hue.
The distant hill
has turbines spun
with skiers paths
in winters sun.
Some trees create
a photoscape
a picture portal
dreams escape.
The minutes pass
with sun concealed
a winter scene
with snowy field.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2017

I Wish It Was Friday

Today and tomorrow
of times in my past
are just but a glimmer
that now goes too fast.
The Fridays remembered
of yesterdays age
are times in my youth
of a musical page.
When I looked forward
to Fridays at last
and had a good time then
that’s now shadows cast.
I wish it was Friday
and my health was good
with a band to play with
in our neighborhood.
But the seasons of age
have knocked on my door
and I wish it was Friday
like it’s not anymore.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

A Moment Of Peace

Life in a mirror
reflects how we fill
a time found within us
that we can’t conceal.
A minute, a moment,
a sequential time,
our reflection reveals
inside of our mind.
A moment of peace
is a place we can see
if we look for the good
that’s in you and me.
Windows of the heart
are often not clear,
for we spend so much time
on our own yesteryear.
Now is just a moment
that soon fades away
to give of some chances
to kneel down and pray.
The blessings we find
in our mirrors release
are given from God
as a moment of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Ocean Sunrise

Standing on the shore
of an ocean sunrise
a couple stands gazing
with love in their eyes.
The sand is awakened
as waves come ashore
with the ocean sunrise
that these two adore.
With the rhythmic beats
of the harmonic waves
the sounds are so blissful
this wonderful phase.
As a Heavenly blessing
that’s displayed so grand
these two stand together
in early mornings sand.
Creating their dreams
as a moment of time
the seconds turn into
a scene so sublime.
Making their impressions
with love in their eyes
these two stand together
with an ocean sunrise.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

A Memory

Mornings sun
displays a sight
a rod and reel
to seek a bite.
It sits so lonely
within the sea
as tide came in
with a memory.
The stage is set
for times recoil
a scene a dream
in ocean soil.
With just a sign
of the fisherman
as a memory
and certain plan.
The sea is seen
to hold in place
a memory
of its embrace.
A rod and reel
with fish to find
a memory
of another time.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

The Catch

One day a man
with fishing pole
had sought to fill
his daily goal.
He fished along
the ocean side
to catch a fish
with time applied.
The hours passed
as sun grew dim
and then he felt
a fish to swim.
It grabbed a hold
of hook and line
the catch he sought
that filled his mind.
They tugged away
a battle true
this man and fish
in a sea of blue.
It was a scene
of timeless match
this man so proud
that held the catch.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Waterfall Wall

Minutes pass
a painted scene
a moments time
a wall serene.
A waterfall wall
of blue and white
is such a scene
painted in sight.
It has some birds
that fly around
this painted scene
without a sound.
I look to find
a fish or two
within this scene
of white and blue.
The waters crash
creating foam
found as white
with bluish tone.
This painted scene
where waters fall
is a magical place
a waterfall wall.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Bubbles Float

Bubbles painted
in a picture
become essence
scenic fixture.
Seen as thoughts
our times display
words we hear
and words we say.
Bubbles floating
in romance
can become as
song and dance.
Maybe seconds
passing by
as our lessons
do or die.
Words of wisdom
find their way
with a moments
own display.
Yet now painted
as a note
there’s a picture
bubbles float.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Sliding Through Summer

This day I remember,
this time I recall
is a moment of summer
that’s soon before fall.
Sliding in the water
down slippery rocks
some kids might slide
with shoes and socks.
Seasons own journey
is a wonderful thing
sliding through summer
in memory of spring.
Some kids having fun
on a slippery slide
with waters flowing
creating a ride.
Those days I remember,
those days I recall
sliding through summer
just having a ball.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Life Of Love

Then is a moment
a wonderful scene
with life of love
and hearts agleam.
We are the feathers
the wings of life
two as a doorway
to husband and wife.
Time is a portion
poured out like rain
love and emotion
not to abstain.
Then is a moment
we hold on so tight
the life of love
with Heavens delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2017

Dandelion Dreams

Gradient colors
seem to unfold,
a dandelion scene
is painted so bold.
Timeless precision
flowers a bloom
found as a weed
from April to June.
The dream is alive
as a passionate stage
painted as memoirs
the turn of a page.
Pointless perception
is often foreseen
dandelions needing
a mowers requiem.
Yet as a flower
it’s painted so true
dandelion dreams,
a moment in view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 18,  2017

Big Blue Flowers

Painted with some
shades of blue
there’s some flowers
tried and true.
Found as pictures
that are seen
big blue flowers
like a dream.
The highlight shows
but just a trace
the flowers painted
times embrace.
Heartfelt moments
come in view
with the shade of
flowers blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 18,  2017

Prints Are Made

One summers day
with waves to roll
horseback riders
took a stroll.
A scenic sight
of time serene
prints were found
by oceans sheen.
A timeless trail
a wondrous view
prints were made
with horses hooves.
Moments passed
and it was gone
to be remembered
views so strong.
It was a moment
that will not fade
for it’s a picture
prints are made.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 18,  2017

Casting Out

Within our lives
is fear and doubt
that sometimes seems
with no way out.
An ocean of waves
might roll on in
and make a path
to lose or win.
While casting out
our lines of want
the fish we catch
might come to taunt.
The seas of life
are filled with waves
to rock our ships
on distant days.
But there is hope
from time to time
when casting out
with peace in mind.
With every scene
and time so true
our casting out
can change the view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 18,  2017

for Feb 19,  2017

A list of stories
of a fisherman’s moment
might grow much larger.

Chance is a second
that a day will give to you
to change how you think.

Morning brings sunshine
even if it is hidden
behind a few clouds.

The life of a cloud
is an ongoing process
that we may not see.

Timid is the sheep
that is wary of the wolf
that’s in sheep’s clothing.

Various doorways
have their own different paths
as some are dead ends.

Without yesterday
we might not see the lessons
for our tomorrows.

Vision of a ant
is one that is without fear,
for it does not know.

Beyond our own mind
is a world that we can grow
to exceed this one.

Heaven is a time
and a place of which to see
when the time is right.

Nearing dynamite
the fuse might not seem as lit,
but be near the end.

Misleading flowers
are as weeds of a turnstile
that might be daisies.

Lost on a dark road
the wheels of life will move on
and light can be found.

Winters precision
is a snow filled emotion
that fills many minds.

Mending a sweater
needs the right color of yarn
to make it better.

Within a snowstorm
you might not see the pleasure
until it is done.

Delusions of life
come from over active dreams
with no truth in them.

To have and to hold
is just a play on our words,
for air is not held.

The scenes within scenes
are those of microscopic worlds
that we do not see.

The needs of many
are not greater than the few,
for a life is life.

Dreaming of a world
that there’s no hunger or pain
is one worth dreaming.

Uncountable lives
find many doors locked tightly
due to only fear.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 19,  2017

Our Newest book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and if you are not in the USA
you can buy them both here at Amazon
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

It looks like wintertime has finally grabbed
a hold and is giving it its very best.  We’ve
had a few nights at -18 F degrees and gotten
a lot of snow.  We’re expecting 12-18 inches
tonight and tomorrow on top of what we’ve
already got.  It snowed a little bit Saturday
and it snowed off and on throughout last
week.  I’ve been taking the boys out in the
snow and playing with them.  They love it
when I do that.  Right now according to my
computer radar,  it looks like the snow will
soon commence.  It’s supposed to be heavy.
Oh well,  we haven’t got anywhere that we
need to be,  so we’ll just sit tight and enjoy
it.  This is the life of living up north hehehe.
I might have to go out from time to time
and brush the snow off of our satellite dish,
but that’s no big deal now that it has been
lowered to where I can get to it LOL.  It
was up on top of our house and then I had
to just wait for it to clear itself being it was
out of reach.  That meant us being unable
to watch TV until the snow cleared off of
it on its own.  Bummer!  But now that it’s
within arms reach I can brush the snow
off of it and we can go back to watching
TV hehehe.  Anyways,  next topic.  Judy
is still painting.  She’s gotten pretty darn
good at painting too.  I’m amazed at how
much she has improved since she began.
I’ve written a lot more picture poems for
book number 3 LOL.  I never thought I
would be putting my picture poems in a
book,  but it is being done.  Big surprise!
It seems I spend every day working on my
picture poems.  It’s a lot harder than just
writing a poem LOL.  I’m writing about
each picture and then having to format
the poems into the pictures.  I know,  it
may not sound hard,  but it is when you’re
a perfectionist hehehe.  I am very picky
about the way it looks and reads.  LOL,
I might do one over 4 or 5 times before
I get it the way I am happy with it.  Yep,
it often gives me a headache LOL.  So,
next topic.  It looks like Judy and her
sisters will be starting a painting night.
They have a craft night once a month
that they get together and create,  but
now they’re fixing to start up a painting
night once a month.  Sounds cool to me.
While she’s doing that,  I’ll work on my
picture poems and what not.  Of course
I will also play with the boys hehehe 🙂
Benny and Rocky miss Judy when she’s
gone,  but I do my best to take their
thoughts away from it by taking them
outside for a play day and take a few
pictures and videos.  It all works out
well.  Everybody needs some time away
from each other.  It gives Judy and I
a breath of air,  being we’re both retired
and disabled.  It can get stuffy in the
house LOL.  Well,  it looks like since I
began writing this,  the storm has gotten
a lot closer according to my PC radar 🙂
Maybe a couple of hours away.  I might
go out and play in it LOL.  I’m still a kid
at heart.  I’m sure the boys will want to
come out and play with me hehehe.  They
always do 🙂  So what else is there for me
to tell you?  Hmm,  well,  our grandson
Christian came and spent Friday night
and Saturday with us.  We always enjoy
having him here.  We’ll miss these days
when he gets to the age that he no longer
wants to come and visit us.  He’s 15 now.
They grow up so fast.  I thank God for
the many blessings that He has given us.
Yes, I get discouraged from time to time,
but God pulls me through one way or
another.  I guess it’s time once again for
me to begin my little quest back through
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem.
So it’s away I go,  to that little place of my
recollection that I seem always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found a
decent title near the beginning of all of my
rambling hehehe.  Now to see if I can do
anything with it.  Here goes.

Right Now

Since the beginning
a time might not be
the moment you wanted
for now which to see,
but a pathway trodden
of just any old how
might not be needed
for you then right now.
A portion yet maybe,
but not fully true,
for right now might just be
not so clear to view.
The scenes in our vision
of a daily attire,
might not be right now
of Lord God’s desire.
So take heed with patience
and seek to endow
what God has envisioned
for you then right now.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2017

Okie dokie there ya go.  I hope it makes
sense to you.  Also I hope my rambling
made a little sense to you and didn’t just
put ya to sleep LOL.  Let’s see,  is there
anything else I need to tell you.  Judy’s
brother I doing OK.  There’s a lot going
on with him.  Please keep him and Judy
in your prayers.  Judy is often stressed
out worrying about what to do with her
brother.  So,  OK,  that’s all I’ve got and
now it’s time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I tell you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  10 more poems
with an added 4 being many of them are
picture poems.  So that brings the count
up to 14 poems and yes 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 it’s
time for me to begin searching for that
old off switch,  but first I want to wish
you a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where is that off switch hiding this week
or more to the point,  playing peekaboo 🙂
Hmm,  looking around the room and in
places it has hidden in the past.  Wow,
ya done good this time,  but even still,
hiding behind my PC camera would of
made a better hiding spot for something
half your size LOL.  Better luck next week.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Home From The Store

With clouds above
and snow of white
we took a drive
in winter’s light.
There and too
I took some pictures
the scenic drive
in winter’s mixtures.
My wife drove on
to town and back
and then we both
sought to unpack.
Our little dogs
were happy to see
us open the doors
and set them free.
They loved the ride,
but happier more
that we returned
home from the store.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

An Autumn Farm

Leaves of colors
yellow and red
display scenery,
autumns bed.
An autumn farm
becomes a sight
a scene to see
within daylight.
Seen as a painting
a picturesque view
this time and place
that colors accrue.
An autumn farm
of temporal time
seen as a painting
timeless sublime.
Yet it’s a picture
a mere photograph
an autumn farm,
a time that’s passed.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

Morning Sky

Ocean’s speaking
crashing waves
minutes passing
distant days.
Morning’s threshold
song and dance
waves become
a true romance.
Seen as stories
written true
morning sky
within my view.
Sunlight beaming
through the way
becomes blessings
in the day.
Scenic wonders
waves become
sounds of life
a beating drum.
With the oceans
morning sky
there are seagulls
sought to fly.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

Bird In Flight

A cloudy sky
displays the sun
while a morning
is begun.
A bird in flight
displays its wings
while it flutters,
shouts and sings.
Beneath its flight
the ocean flows
waves of time
that it bestows.
Time is echoed
words sincere
a bird in flight
of yesteryear.
The moment finds
a heartfelt day,
a bird in flight
that flies away.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

I Found A Trail

While one day
when walking around
I found a trail
of common ground.
It seemed to go
where I was too
this trail I found
within my view.
It had a sense
of driven time
this moments trail
so well defined
It seemed a path
for ones one day
to drive along
within their way.
The leaves displayed
an autumn scene
with thereunto
and in between.
As I trudged on
this autumn path
my mind found peace
with time to pass.
The steps I took
were found with ease
among the autumn
fallen leaves.
This was a time
of great detail
this fine day
I found a trail.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

A Distant Ship

While searching through
the waves that crash
a distant ship
is seen to pass.
The view is hazy,
but yet it’s seen
a distant ship
just like a dream.
It seems to sail
the ocean blue
within the waves
of thereunto.
While searching seeking
for a photograph
this distant ship
just sailed on passed.
Seeming timeless
it sailed on
until surely
it was gone.
A distant ship
was faded sight
found within
the evening light.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

Summer At The Dock

As minutes pass on
with ships sailing true,
summer at the dock
is a deep sky of blue.
The season is displayed
as the oceans request
summer at the dock
is the days very best.
Pictured as a dream
with a fishing attire
summer at the dock
is what I so desire.
The smell of the sea
with the seagulls flight
summer at the dock
is a wonderful sight.
Displayed as magic
that is seen from afar
summer at the dock
is a dreamers guitar.
Strummed as a blessing,
notes sounding clear,
summer at the dock
is what I wish to hear.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

Reflecting Fall

Timeless waters
show their hue
in reflections
tried and true.
Displayed colors
show so bright
as reflections
autumns light.
As a mirror
waters shine
reflecting fall
and its design.
Pictures taken
ones can see
become as a
mere memory.
Autumns flavors
give a call
within waters
reflecting fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 8,  2017

Tracks Of Autumn

Beyond the tracks
of cold steel rails
an autumn scene
shows its details.
Essence of journeys
displayed so fine
tracks of autumn
an awesome design.
Leaves seem painted
colors of joy
pictures detailing
autumns deploy.
Tracks made worthy
of seasons on worth
leaves changed colors
to show of their birth.
Tracks of autumn
carry on through
showing the season
within its own view.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 9,  2017

Down This Road

God gives places
wheels to turn
lessons gather
times discerned.
Some as headway
journeys through
and some others
more to do.
Down this road
might seem as snow
a driven pathway
which to go.
Yet the journey
might just be
down this road
to history.
A lesson learned
that time misled
down this road
to what’s ahead.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 9,  2017

The Snow Will Fall

Winter awakens
with snow of white
and pictures taken
such a sight.
The snow will fall
and paint its view
within the scenes
of old and new.
While this happens
two dogs play
as snow falls down
its magical way.
The seasons signs
are in the air,
the snow will fall
with love and care.
Pure as Heaven
and white as peace,
the snow will fall
as skies release.
Seen in a picture
dogs so small
display in essence
the snow will fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 9,  2017

One Fine Day

There was a day
of summers heat
that found the sight
of fish defeat.
A little boy
with fish in hand
was found with joy
this time so grand.
He was seeking
with baited hook
to wish a fish
to take a look
and then real quick
his line went tight
one fine day
of summer’s light.
He ran real fast
to show his catch
with rod and reel
and fish attached.
The boy found joy
in this display
that to him
was one fine day.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 9,  2017

Upon My Lap

A day of peace
is found within
a time of life
that did begin.
Our two boys
so furry true
just love to sit
and enjoy the view.
Upon my lap
they go to sleep
or look around
with eyes so deep.
Our furry boys
will always find
a wanted scene
within their mind.
As they look up
and ask to be
upon my lap
sitting fancy free.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 11,  2017

She Stood And Smiled

With snow of season
glazed of white
I saw her standing
in my sight.
This gorgeous woman
stood and smiled
amidst a photo
that time compiled.
Her brown eyes shown
of wondrous gaze
within winter’s
distant days.
She stood and smiled
as time went by
in snow of white
and cloudy sky.
She walked the path
within the snow
then stopped a while
to say hello.
She stood and smiled
my one true love
in snow of white
from Heaven above.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 11,  2017

for Feb 9,  2017

A mystery of life
might be your own perspective
of reality.

Life of a rainbow
is a short lived moment
that displays true peace.

Life as a flower
is a seasonal lifestyle
that is remembered.

A summer shower
brings a brand new horizon
refreshed with new life.

The sun tells stories
of a day to day display
that many are blind.

Snowflakes are journeys
that are as falling water
that changes its mind.

Tomorrows today
might have yesterdays tear drops
that we never dried.

A shadow of life
can become a living thing
through our perceptions.

Four paws of true love
is that of true forgiveness
while we remember.

Displayed as anger
we are often just confused
without the right words.

Living as liars
the truth will one day be seen
and expose the lies.

Thunder and lightning
tells a story in the skies
that ones hear and see.

Deceptions of weeds
are that of dandelions
and summer daisies.

Time is illusion
when the seconds have halted
to find a dream.

White snow of winter
is a moments emotion
that lives as Christmas.

A path through the woods
might be made to guide the way
or to just confuse.

The need of friendship
is a pathway through mistakes
that we must persist.

A forest of trees
may hold a moment alone
hidden fast away.

The sight of a ghost
becomes many thoughts we think
that deny or not.

As our lives find end
the beginning then is seen
to see what is true.

Within a heartbeat
holds a chance for existence
that might not be right.

A session of truth
can become a liars home
if it is allowed.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 9,  2017

Our Newest book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
and if you are not in the USA
you can buy it here at Amazon
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

It’s another day and another week gone by.
Yeppers,  it looks like we survived another
few days into February LOL.  This year is
proving to be a bumpy one,  but hopefully it
will smooth out soon.  Judy and I have been
working on volume 2 of our book.  It seems
to be giving a bit trouble with the PDF and
all,  but I’m sure Judy will get it done so I
can upload it to the site and begin making
it into a book.  We haven’t sold a lot of our
first book,  but we have hopes on it to one
day become a hit 🙂  The same with Judy’s
many other books that she has written.  Yep,
the Pearce’s Place is a busy little place 🙂
Benny and Rocky are in here right now in
their little doggy beds.  They just came back
inside just a moment ago from going potty.
We got a little bit of snow today.  It began
real early this morning,  although it didn’t
snow anything of any grand detail.  It’s
still white outside and cold none the less.
It’s 27 F degrees right now.  Still not near
what it’s been in the past on this day LOL.
I haven’t done any new conga drumming
videos lately.  LOL when I say lately,  I
mean this year.  I will though maybe in
the next few days or weeks or so do a new
video.  In the mean time I think I’ll just
keep on with my writing and doing picture
poems 🙂  So,  what else is happening in
the whereabouts of our place?  Hmmm,
well,  we had 120 gallons of heating oil
delivered Wednesday and hopefully that
will hold us for a while,  being we cannot
afford any more right now.  It put our oil
tank at a half a tank added with the 39
gallons that we bought last weekend on
our little back and forth to town with 2
5 1/5 gallon cans and 1 2 1/5 gallon can.
We have our thermostat set on 60 F and
the spare room and our bedroom shut off
from the living room where the thermostat
is,  so it is only basically concerning itself
with that part of the house.  We use our
radiator heaters in the PC room and in our
bedroom when needed.  Actually the only
reason we need the heating oil is to keep
the water pipes from freezing 🙂  Though
the heat that we get in the bedroom and
bathroom with the furnace does help to
keep it warm enough.  OK,  next topic.
Last Monday I trimmed my beard a bit.
LOL many that saw a picture of me had
thought that I shaved hehehe.  Nope,  I
just trimmed it really close.  It’s already
growing back out.  My beard grows fast.
Last Tuesday Judy and I went to town
and did some shopping at Walmart 🙂
Mind you,  not much shopping because
we didn’t have that much money,  so we
only spent like about 8 dollars hehehe.
We needed a few things and we were
able to get them with the can money we
got when we returned the cans at the
redemption place.  Thank God we got
our Social Security Friday LOL.  We
went to town and paid for the kerosene
and our electric bill Friday.  Wednesday
we just hung around the house and did
odds and ends,  while Thursday I went
outside with the boys and walked out
to check the mail.   They always want to
come with me out to the mailbox,  but I
always tell them to wait for me at the
house.  Then when I got back I played
with them for a bit and we went back
inside.  Friday after we got home from
paying all the bills,  I took the boys for
a little field trip out in the snow.  They
always love to run and play in the field.
Especially when there is snow on it 🙂
I had to walk softly,  because there was
just a few inches of snow on top of about
2 foot of snow that had sort of frozen
and I didn’t want to fall through hehehe.
Benny and Rocky are light weights and
they just skimmed across it no problem.
Yes of course I took pictures as I always
do LOL.  I also took a video of them
running in the snow back to the house 🙂
We love our boys.  There’s not a day
that we don’t see God’s Hands at work
in our lives.  Judy and I were talking
just yesterday about how we connected
and the things that we have found that
we enjoy the same.  With both of us
being writers and loving photography
among the many other things that we
both enjoy doing together.  God’s hands
were busy connecting the dots 🙂  We
each may often sit and wonder if God
is looking out for us,  but if you take a
good look at the miracles in your life,
you might find the answers.  A moment
that you now see might not show clearly
the pathways that God is directing,  but
in time the truth will unfold.  Have faith
that no matter how bad things may seem
there is always a prayer that is heard
and answered.  Maybe not the answers
that you wanted,  but the answers that
were necessary.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to be taking my little journey
back through all that I’ve written here
to that place of my recollection to see
if I can find a word or phrase that I can
use for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go that place I
always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I believe I may have found a decent title
just a few lines back 🙂  Now to see if I
can do anything with it.  Here goes.

Skimmed Across

A time within,
a time without
becomes a time
that’s all about.
Scenes discovered,
scenes recalled
becomes a place
a time of auld.
Skimmed across,
skimmed afar
becomes a point
a shining star.
A person seen,
a person found
becomes someone
with time unwound.
A time of gain,
a time of loss
becomes our lives
we skimmed across.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 5,  2017

Ok,  so it might not be one of my better
poems,  but what did you expect hehehe?
No matter,   I hope you liked it.  Also I
hope you enjoyed my rambling.  Yes my
rambling was mostly about nothing LOL,
but if I entertained you for a moment
then I did my job.  Judy’s taking a break
from working on our book.  That’s good.
We’re in no hurry.  I’m sure it will get
done some time this month 🙂  LOL I’ve
already written 13 picture poems for our
3rd book.  I guess you could say that I
write a lot huh!  Yeppers,  that’s what I
do.  You would not believe how busy my
brain stays.  It rarely gives me a break.
It seems poetry is in my veins 🙂  We’re
expecting 3-6 inches of snow Tuesday
evening.  That’s not a whole lot for us.
We will more than likely stay put here
at home.  Judy’s brother is now once
again  in the nursing home and it looks
like he will remain there.  His health
is not good.  Keep him and the family
in your prayers.  So reckon I’ve told
you about all I can think of to tell you.
Now I believe it’s time for me to tell
you what I tell you almost every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
with an added 6 due to picture poems.
None of them are Christmas poems 🙂
LOL I’m sure I will begin writing them
again soon enough hehehe.  I did though
write once again 22 haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  So now it’s time for me to begin
my search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you a most
wonderful week.  Remember,  Jesus
loves you and we do too.  OK,  so where
are ya hiding this time,  ya ornery off
switch?  LOL,  I reached in my bag of
Cheetos to get Cheeto and guess who
I found.  That was surely not he greatest
place to hide.  You do know that I am
eating them,  right?  Try harder next
week 🙂  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+6 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

A Field Of White

With snow that’s fallen
there are trails
a field of white
our dogs details.
The scene’s alive
with our two boys
that run and play
as snow employs.
They’re now seen
amidst the snow
a field of white
each way they go.
Running quickly
a field of white
a wondrous view.
With doggy paws
and field of white
the setting sun
is blinding light.
The day’s at end
as they run home
a field of white
with winters tone.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

As Time Passes

A drive to town
in winters wake
becomes a scene
for time to take.
A moments view
that comes alive
as time passes,
a winters drive.
The snow is white
with classic signs
of melting days
with passing times.
Yet the snow will
fall once more
as time passes
like before.
The seasons life
is pictured well
a timeless voyage
with great detail.
A drive to town
is such a sight
as time passes,
winters light.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Within My Mind

There is this scene
that comes to mind
a perfect place
and point in time.
A kite that flies
in the evening sky
and bird in flight
so high and dry.
Within my mind
I still can see
this sight so grand
in history.
It’s like a dream
that comes to life
a timeless view
with I and my wife.
So mesmerizing
this was found
a place and time
of sight and sound.
We saw the scenes
a point and time
that’s now just
within my mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017


A tiny bird
of now and then
finds its wings
within the wind.
Flapping quickly
wings of time
are within
a painted sign.
For now seen
it is so free
a hummingbird
that I can see.
Sitting pretty
on a limb
painted thusly
nice and trim.
A hummingbird
of painted ways
sits within
a painters days.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Autumn Memories

Once while walking
autumns days
I saw colors
found in phase.
Orange and red,
yellow to brown
other colors
on the ground.
Leaves still holding
fast to gaze
in their autumn
wondrous ways.
Seasons glimmers
there in sight
become shadows
day and night.
Autumns memories
find a place
found within
a sight to taste
A lamppost stands
to light the way
autumn memories
there to gaze.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

An Autumn Trail

Footsteps through
an autumn trail
display scenes
of great detail.
Colored leaves
that shine like gold
an autumn trail
that does unfold.
Pictures taken
sights to see
an autumn trail
so Heavenly.
In the pathway
time begins
seasons gaze
with autumns wind.
Time is counted
footsteps made
an autumn trail
that leaves cascade.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Trudging Through

Snow was falling
such a sight
while I trudged through
scenes of white.
Footsteps weathered
winds would wail
as I trudged on
not to fail.
Trudging through
the scenes of time
footsteps making
their design.
Bitter winds would
surely blow
as I trudged through
deeper snow.
I saw a light
within my view
our porch light
while trudging through.
It gave hope for
me to find
trudging through
to peace of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Heaven Calls

Our time will pass
as God surveys
to show to us
the better days.
Yet our lives
in flesh shall be
the test through time
to eternity.
For Heaven calls
when least expected
leaving us no time
to be corrected.
So take heed now
the path you make
and do your best
for Heaven’s sake.
Lose your greed
and tarnished desire
for it will lead
to Satan’s fire.
When Heaven calls
be ready to go
with good you’ve done
on Earth below.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Leave It There

While in a moment
you might find want
a time and place
that’ll come and haunt.
Sorely with sought
through ill desires
finds many times
of morbid fires.
Seasons of lust
and unhealthy views
can create a storm
of weathered shoes.
So leave it there
the wanting array
and seek the needs
of best today.
Let God to guide
your daily path
finding your views
in His contrast
and all the times
of wanting where
give it to God
and leave it there.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

The River Quest

One summer’s day
within a scene
our grandchildren
sought a stream.
The river quest
of summer’s fun
to see the sights,
the waters run.
They searched on
throughout the trees
to find the sight
with summer’s breeze.
The day was quaint,
but fun the same
the day and time
grandchildren came.
This special day
was a piece of art
a loving time
with heart to heart.
This timeless view
was the very best
our grandchildren,
the river quest.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 3,  2017

Painted Sunrise

Morning’s started
painted true
as a sunrise
in my view.
Painted as a
day to come
risen from the
mornings sun.
A scene’s scented
with its glare
painted sunrise
none compare.
With its colors
orange and yellow
painted sunrise
seems so mellow.
Peaceful settings
found on cue
painted sunrise,
sky of blue.
With its beauty
in the eyes
seasons show
painted sunrise.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

They Stood Fast

Inside a gaze
is found in white
two dogs standing
there in sight.
They stood fast
to look around
while upon
the snowy ground.
These two dogs
they look to see
the sight of you,
the sight of me.
Within their gaze
they saw each other
they stood fast
brother to brother.
The scene became
a time to view
a loving time
a wondrous hue.
They are so sweet
a scene to cast
loving brothers
they stood fast.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

Our Life Begins

Beside ourselves
we often stand
now and then
hand in hand.
Our life begins
with times awake
becoming aware
of each mistake.
The lessons grow
from times begun,
things we’ve said
and things we’ve done.
Time is essence
with memories
scented with
a lifelong breeze.
The minutes pass
with loss and wins
but each day
our life begins.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

A Ship Of Time

As memories grow
and seasons display
a ship of time
heads on its way.
The shore of life
is in its mirror
and out to sea
is getting clearer.
A ship of time
with oceans waves
is sought to find
the distant days.
With seagulls flight
among the rails
the ship of time
most surely sails.
The memories
become a view
a ship of time
in a sea of blue.
The voyage begins
as moments mind
the view I see
a ship of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

Sunrise Scene

One day upon
a beach of sand
I found myself
a sight so grand.
A sunrise scene
from times array
that brought to me
new life that day.
It seemed a book
of Heavens page
turned to find
a wondrous stage.
This fine chapter
from God sincere
with sights I saw
and things I’d hear.
A sunrise sky
was life’s romance
with memories
of song and dance.
The waves of time
were like a dream
this fine time
a sunrise scene.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

Within The Clouds

The scope of time
is counted there
within the clouds
that none compare.
A scenic sign,
a minds creation
within the clouds
is motivation.
It might become
an artists view
of a painting
amidst the blue.
Within the clouds
a storm might be
that now is found
not clear to see.
Our perceptions
might become
within the clouds
the dimmest sun,
but the scene
might hide away
within the clouds
a better day.
One with portions
raindrops fall
seen as doorways
that we recall.
Yet a moment
might be shrouds
God’s true love
within the clouds.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

for Feb 4,  2017

Beyond our vision
there is imagination
that can come alive.

A flowers beauty
is not just of its color,
but its aroma.

Beneath the night skies
there is a life full of dreams
awaiting our sleep.

Footprints in the snow
might show of a true pathway,
but not direction.

A mind that is lost
can be found with decisions
to choose the right path.

A moments surprise
can become a heart attack
or blessing of life.

Tomorrow will come
no matter what’s done today,
but you can change it.

A long waiting line
gives time to prepare yourself
and to change your path.

A butterfly’s flight
begins when it is transformed
and it crawls no more.

With life’s glancing blow
a purpose can be evolved
that time had hidden.

The storms of seconds
often pass by like hours
as they are noticed.

Searching for a dream
will maybe display nightmares
disguised as your dreams.

Looking through windows
will often show you a lie
that’s only a thought.

Sometimes emotions
can create many problems
that were never there.

Believing or not
in something you cannot see
brings true facts alive.

A hassle free life
will only make you weaker
for you have not learned.

Clouds that create things
are found in our desires
what to imagine.

A seasons rain cloud
brings forth a new beginning
that many never see.

A moments crisis
might become as a blessing
that woke you from sleep.

Someone’s neediness
can envelop your lifestyle
and suffocate you.

Beyond our thinking
holds a life that can be true,
but we never tried.

A new tomorrow
begins with a new today
to release baggage.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2017

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Hello my friends

It’s been a rather eventful week here this
passed week.  Yeppers,  we got our car door
fixed and then we ran out of heating oil LOL.
So,  being we couldn’t afford to order more
heating oil,  we decided to borrow gas cans
from our landlord and go and buy us enough
kerosene that would last us until Tuesday of
next week.  LOL It took three trips to the
gas station being we only had two five gallon
cans and one 2 1/5 gallon can.  We were able
to get 5.4 gallons in the 5 gallon cans so we
were able to get 39 gallons or thereabouts 🙂
I’m guessing that when the furnace was not
working well earlier this month and it was
gassing up the house,  it was using a whole
lot more fuel than it should of.  100 gallons
of fuel were burned rather quickly.  That
made this month rather costly being that it
cost us about 300 dollars for 100 gallons.
Anyways,  we just spent about 114 dollars
on 39 gallons being we went and got it.  So
we’re good hopefully till Tuesday of next
week and then we’re going to have hundred
gallons delivered.  I pray to God that it last
us a lot longer than the previous 100 gallons.
Life goes on.  My side and shoulders are in
much pain from holding those gas cans up to
pour the fuel into that oil tank.  I had to hang
over it standing on our deck ledge while not
allowing myself to fall.  In other words,  I am
sore as all get out.  I can barely breath due
my side aching.  I’m sure that will pass,  so
on with the journal.  Next topic.  It’s snowed
off and on throughout the week.  As a matter
of fact it snowed a little today,  but nothing
of any bragging LOL.  Right now at 5:30 PM
it’s 29 F degrees. It’s supposed to be 13 F by
morning.  It looks like this week is going to
be a little cold with nights in the single digits.
The boys are doing well.  Benny still loves
the snow.  LOL the other day him and Rocky
came in and Benny was covered in snow,  but
Rocky barely had any on him which tells me
that Benny must of been playing in it as he
always does LOL.  Rocky is more like what
Milo was and he prefers to be indoors no
matter what day or season it is,  but he does
like snow and will bounce around in it for a
while.  If I go outside with them,  they will
both run and play like there’s no tomorrow.
Life in the midst of Maine LOL.  It’s one
that can become a wonderful picture,  but
maybe a slightly cold one hehehe.  Yeppers
it’s a whole different world up here from the
one I grew up with in Texas.  One of the
things I love is the fact that the summers
are cooler.  We don’t have those triple digit
days like I remember down south,  plus we
have had a white Christmas every year so
far since we moved up here Dec of 2007.
We’ve been up here 9 years now.  For some
reason it doesn’t seem that long maybe due
to my enjoying the scenery and all.  Judy
and I have still been busy with our poetry
and paintings.  We’re going to begin work
on volume 2 of Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
this week.  I may even get started on some
more picture poems for volume 3 this week.
It’s something that I’ve found that I have a
knack for 🙂  When I did one years ago I had
no idea that I was starting a trend hehehe 🙂
In any case,  I wrote 164 for volume 2 and
Judy has a few of hers she is going to put
in it as well.  We’re hoping that maybe one
day we can make enough with our books
to make a living,  but it looks like that will
be a while away being the sales are not that
great yet.  Maybe one day.  Until then we
will continue doing as we’ve done.  Writing
and painting enjoying each others company.
LOL I just took my clothes out of the dryer
that I washed 3 times yesterday due to them
being saturated with kerosene when I was
pouring it into the tank.  Yep,  it poured on
me too LOL.  My coat,  shirt and pants seem
to be OK,  but my gloves still smell pretty
strong of kerosene.  Oh well,  they were old
gloves anyways.  They were what ones would
call extra large gloves,  but I have double X
large hands and my fingers had ripped through
as well as other parts of the gloves 🙂  When
I see gloves that say one size fits all,  I laugh,
because NOPE  they won’t fit my hands LOL.
I cannot buy a watch that will fit my wrist and
most places don’t sell size 14 rings.  If I buy
a long sleeve shirt,  I often have to buy a size
larger to accommodate my arms.  Of course
here lately that’s not much of a deal being I’ve
put on a few extra pounds,  but when I was
thinner,  I had to buy shirts or coats that were
for much larger persons just so I could get
my Popeye arms in them LOL.  It’s almost
as bad as me buying shoes,  but not quite 🙂
I know guys that have much larger feet than
me 🙂  Some of my friends of old made my
feet look small hehehe.  OH well,  God made
me how am and I try to do my best at what I
am able.  LOL though it is funny that what I’m
best at is writing.  Judy and I have a connection
that I have never known with anyone else 🙂
We love to watch the same TV programs and
we both enjoy taking pictures,  writing and
combining our gifts to create another such as
picture poems.  Thank You God for all of the
miracles that You have put into our lives and
made them to grow into a flower of beauty.
I’m still so amazed at how Judy and I came
together from her living in Maine while I
lived in Texas.  God knows nothing of miles.
They mean nothing to Him.  He was able to
connect the dots from me to her and create
a picture that became her and I.  Thank You
once again Father for never giving up on me.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin my lil
quest back through all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s brand
new poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that place
of my recollections that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may have
stumbled on a good title about a third of the
way back in my rambling hehehe.  Now to
see if I write anything that makes any sense
using it.  Here goes.

Maybe One Day

Mind over matter
might bring into play
times of successful
maybe one day.
It often takes some
bitter sweet pills
to see the connections
that timeless reveals.
Maybe one day
the doorways you find
will be so much better
to fit your design.
Yet many moments
will come into view
displaying portholes
you need not look through.
Time is a pattern
of confusions array,
but God will enlighten you
maybe one day.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 29,  2017

There ya go.  I hope the poem made at least
a little sense to you and my rambling didn’t
bore you to death 🙂  There’s not much else
to tell you.  I think I have spilled the beans on
about every thing that has gone on up here at
the Pearce’s Place LOL.  The boys are in the
floor sleeping right now.  Benny is sleeping
to the left of me and Rocky is right behind me.
Judy is browsing Facebook.  We’re fixing to
watch Finding Bigfoot at 9 PM.  Yes we like
to watch that among many other programs 🙂
We also like to watch game shows such as
Family Feud, The Chase and a whole bunch
more.  They’re better than some TV programs
they have out there.  Anyways,  I guess I’m
needing to wind this up,  so I need to tell
you what I tell you almost every week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with an added 3
which brings the count to 13.  Also I once
again wrote 22 haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2
of either r both that you like.  So now it’s
time for me to begin my search for that not
so great at hiding off switch,  but not before
I wish you a most joyous week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,  where
is that dadgum off switch hiding this time or
better to the point hanging out LOL?  Hmm,
it hid pretty good this time,  but even still
needs to learn to quit peeking to see if I can
see it.  I see ya you little varmint.  Hiding
behind my Halloween crazy eyes again hub 🙂
I saw ya peeking around one of the eyes.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

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

An Old Haunted House

One day on a drive
we passed by a sight
an old haunted house
displayed on our right.
It seemed as a story
right out of a book
written with mysteries
that many mistook.
An old haunted house
of my own photograph
shows through windows
a scene from the past.
A scene from a painting
alive in its walls
an old haunted house
with ghostly enthralls.
The minutes are hours
in an old haunted house
even by the viewpoints
of a cat or a mouse.
A picture of a portal
my mind does explore
an old haunted house
with an old haunted door.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2017

Abandoned Church

Lives of a moment
display as a fact
timeless a pattern
a little off track.
An abandoned church
of a scenes portray
depicts such a story
of a life’s dismay.
The inside is living
without anyone
to give it emotion
from God’s only Son.
An abandoned church
finds peace in its walls
a story to venture
that timeless recalls.
It might be a painting,
it might be a thought,
but the church relives
what Jesus has bought.
Forgiveness from sin
as sadness would search
Memories live within
this abandoned church.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2017

The Melting Of Snow

On a wintery drive
down a old melted road
a scene comes alive
with a moment bestowed.
The seasonal melting
before there is more,
snow to come falling
for us to explore.
The melting of snow
is a pattern we see
when we look now today
and in our history.
Soon will be falling
more snow day and night
to land then becoming
a wonderful sight.
Houses we pass by
on drives to the store
display all the melting
to soon snow some more.
So as we’re watching
the scenes that bestow
we’re seeing winters
the melting of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2017

A Walk Upon The Beach

Morning sun comes shining
as two feet then hit the sand
walking making footprints
that are patterns on the land.
A moment passing slowly
as I take the time to see
someone surely walking
in the scene in front of me.
The dawn of day is wondrous
as the minutes tick along
while I watch ones walking
in the midst of oceans song.
The waves are gently crashing
on the sunrise mornings floor
singing of the sunshine
that the ocean does explore.
A magical moments journey
that the minutes do beseech
are found within a portal
of a walk upon the beach.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2017

Indian Roller

A bird with colors
of ochre and blue
an Indian Roller
is seen in the view.
A painted picture,
a bird within sight
an Indian roller
is ready for flight.
Perched on a log
it awaits its prey
to come along
from day to day.
The Indian Roller
calls like a crow
also some others
they wish to bestow.
They feed on bugs
and other things
the Indian Roller
as it sings.
This fabulous bird’s
acrobatic flight
is a wonderful scene
a magical sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 26,  2017

A Sky Of Blue

A summer’s day
a sky of blue
is face to face
a wondrous hue.
Seasons patterns
come in sync
a sky of blue
a little pink.
The day begins
and paves a scene
a warm array
of blue and green.
A summer’s day
begins so sweet
often dawning
what can’t repeat.
The summer’s sun
is a memory
a photograph
that I can see.
For now is winter
scenes to find
a sky of blue
within my mind.
Yet with winter
snows that fall
a sky of blue
awaits them all.
A picture taken
now in view
is summer’s day
a sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

Fun In The Sun

A summertime morn
with waves of time
creates such a vision
that lives in the mind.
An old photograph
brings back a sight
the scenes of a dream
in mornings light.
The times recorded
as fun in the sun
displays many moments
that had then begun.
Waves come to life
while singing a song
fun in the sun
of mornings own dawn.
A picture taken
that brings it to life
a sweet memory
with I and my wife.
We sat on the shore
watching the waves
fun in the sun
the summer’s days.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

An Old Red Barn

Weathering decades
become such a sight
as an old red barn
amidst the daylight.
Time is a speaker
of words within days
as an old red barn
of a seasonal phase.
As minutes gather
becoming a scene
there’s an old red barn
with grasses of green.
Cloudy skies waiting
to rain down below
on an old red barn
of a seasonal show.
Time is the painter
as age does its thing
on an old red barn
from winter to spring.
Aged as an antique
with lifetimes of yarn
time has created
an old red barn.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

Failing Eyes

Life’s a prankster
scenic skies
things seem dimmer
failing eyes.
Minutes gather
showing sights
old age displays
lesser heights.
Failing eyesight
brings to view
less of patterns
me and you.
Yet with prayerful
God bestows
better viewpoints
smelling rose.
Seasons prosper
age of time
failing eyes
a new design.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

Heaven’s Memoir

Lives pass on
and leave a trace
a memory
a loving face.
Timeless thoughts
of then and there
Heaven’s memoir
with a prayer.
Many echoes
come and go
repeating ones
we used to know.
As a memoir
many view
life and times
of thereunto.
A mere journey
to The Son
Heaven’s memoir
then is done.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

Stormy Skies

Moments clouding
scenes become
stormy skies
with lesser sun.
Raindrops falling
on our hearts
might just be as
time imparts.
As a picture
many find
stormy skies
are in the mind.
Torrent segments
become wet
with the peaceful
we forget.
Past is there to
clear our eyes
as remembered
stormy skies.
Finding portions
we lived through
stormy skies
create a view.
With us learning
from heartache
stormy skies
bring eyes awake.
A scenic view
within our time
stormy skies
have peace to find.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

A Drive To Town

With tires rolling
with a roar
there are moments
to explore.
A drive to town
in winters wake
displays sights
there’s no mistake.
It’s wintertime
the moments show
with its patterns
white as snow.
Though it may not
snow that day
we know snow
is on its way.
A drive to town
like times before
sees the sights
the tires roar.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 27,  2017

Snowy Mountain

Snow of white
in distance scenes
a picture taken
fills with dreams.
Snowy mountain
shares its view
with the landscape
Seasons pictured
as a blessing
with white snow
upon it resting.
Snowy mountain
with some paths
becomes doorways
shadows cast.
As a moment
counted true
snowy mountain
shares its view.
As a painting
snowy white
snowy mountain
is in sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 28,  2017

for Jan 28,  2017

Life’s a mystery
as each day brings surprises
to enlighten us.

Fondness of a dog
is beyond that of humans,
for we hold grudges.

Reason is a path
that many will lose themselves
as fact shows the truth.

Illusion is life
with deceptions metaphor
that becomes the sight.

Lifetimes romantics
are different perceptions
that bring ones to love.

Snowflakes of winter
bring forth their destinations
to become a scene.

A butterfly’s flight
is a flutter in the breeze
as others join in.

A horse that gallops
might stumble in a moment
and then lose control.

Without our mistakes
we would learn very little,
for they are lessons.

Beyond a blue sky
holds a world of mysteries
that time will reveal.

Seeking for tomorrow
when today is plain to see
can lose perception.

Our challenges found
come from the journeys of life
we did not expect.

Without a doorway
our entrance would be useless,
for we would be there.

Time gives us choices
that might be filled with struggles
found with confusion.

A rose is a rose
as humanity’s human
from our blood of red.

Heartbeats of true love
find their pathways together
when the time is right.

Lost in a whirlwind
a breath of air is exposed
as a passing breeze.

Scenes that come in sight
will often be misleading
while the best evades.

A simple story
can become as deception
as a larger fish.

Within the night sky
there can grow a brand new world
we can imagine.

The ground beneath us
holds many versions of life
that keep us alive.

A bird within flight
displays its prime directive
with life in the wind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 28,  2017

Our Newest book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
and if you are not in the USA
you can buy it here at Amazon
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

The weather up this ways hasn’t been all
that bad.  Yes we still have snow and we’re
expecting more Tuesday and Wednesday.
We are staying warm.  Our landlord came
and bricked up the center of the porch so
hopefully it will hold until he is able to come
and jack it back up and level it.  Also he has
(hopefully) sealed up the roof on it so that it
does not leak anymore.  Judy and I hoping
to begin using it one day to store our snow
blower and weed eater along with hang a
few of her creations out there etcetera. But
not until it is all done with repairs.  Judy
has rearranged our living room.  She and
I (more like me) moved the futon from the
spare room,  into the living room so it can
be used.  Our grandson (Christian) came
over yesterday and spent the night with us.
He said the futon was rather comfortable.
It’s about time it’s being used.  It has been
stuck in the spare room with stuff piled on
it since we moved up here LOL.  Maybe
now,  we can get our treadmill located to
where we can use it again.  It has been
blocked by all that collected in our spare
room for a good while. Last Tuesday we
went and got the boys their new dog tags.
Thursday one of the empty rent houses
had a water  leak and I noticed it and gave
our landlord a call.  Calvin came and fixed
it and thanked me for letting him know.  It
would of burned up the well pump if had
kept leaking at that rate and we would of
been without water.  That would of been
a big problem for us.  Anyways,  the lake
that had procured from the leak is slowly
freezing.  We drove to town Saturday to
buy some extension cords and a few other
things before Christian came over.  We
knew he wasn’t going to be able to reach
the wall outlet with his tablet  so we got
him an extension cord and we needed one
also to plug in our table lamp.  Anyways,
I think our living room looks nice and cozy
now.  Judy did a pretty good job with her
rearranging.  Next task is we tackle the
spare room LOL.  But I believe that can
wait a while till my body heals from toting
that futon into the living room which was
no easy task, being it barely fit through
the door and it took both of us tugging
and pulling to get it through.  Even the
mattress gave us the dickens of a time.
Yes we took it off and hauled it into the
living room first.  There is no way that
we would of been able to get the futon
in the living room with it all intact LOL.
So,  OK,  next topic.  Judy has done a
lot more paintings and a few drawings
using her art pencils.  I asked her last
night if she would paint a picture about
pollution to go with a poem that I wrote.
She painted 2.  One of them will work
well for the picture poem I have planned.
We seem to work well together 🙂  God
knew what He was doing when He put
her and I together.  Judy and I are best
friends along with husband and wife 🙂
Yes we have our share of quarrels,  but
that’s normal.  Nobody goes through life
without a few disagreements.  LOL and
being that Judy and I are BOTH retired,
we spend a lot of time together which can
at times be fuel for a quarrel.  That’s one
of the reasons that I don’t mind her going
places without me time to time such as craft
night with her sisters and daughters LOL.
Remember that saying,  “Absence makes
the heart grow fonder”.  It is so very true.
Yep,  it gives us space to breathe.  Too
often relationships are ended because
of no time to themselves.  I’ve had a life
like that.  One passed relationship was
ended due to me not being able to even
look at a female cashier without being
accused of something.  I was suffocating
from the lack of space.  Plus I had found
out later that the reason for her actions
was that she was messing around on me
and wanted to right her wrong by trying
to make me as the bad man.  That’s a very
unhealthy relationship to be in.  I thank
God for bringing Judy into my life.  We
make mistakes,  but we know forgiveness.
When we make a mistake we apologies and
forgive one another and don’t let it grow.
Don’t take anger to bed with you.  Diffuse
the bomb before.  Admit your flaws or your
bad choices and forgive one another,  for
if you do not,  the morning of the next day
will only be found with much added  turmoil.
We can find forgiveness through God’s
Son Jesus Christ,  but we earnestly need
to ask for that forgiveness.  Don’t allow
your ego to hinder your better choices.
An overly sized ego can become a bomb
that explodes with troubles one day when
you least expect it.  Don’t let pride to be
your nemesis that drags you down to the
depths of Hell.  If you are having problems,
ask someone for help.  We all need help
from time to time.  Yes even the strongest
among us can become weakened by life.
So,  I guess I have rambled enough LOL
and I believe it’s time for me to be taking
my little trip back through all that I have
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. I think I may
have found a decent title that I haven’t
already used,  but now to see if I can write
a decent poem using it LOL.  Here goes.

Space To Breathe

A moments window
of life and peace
can give ones air
that they release.
Space to breathe
in many views
can take a bomb
and then diffuse.
Too much closeness
can confound
heartbeats rhythm
sight and sound.
Let a window
bring in air
space to breathe
with love and care.
To hold too tightly
will surely see
ones then needing
space to breathe.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 22,  2017

I hope you enjoyed the poem and maybe
even understood it LOL.  Also I hope and
pray that you enjoyed my rambling.  Yes
I know I tended to drift from topic to topic,
but that’s me hehehe 🙂  Now,  what have
I forgotten to tell you?  Oh yea,  it seems
that Judy’s brother is doing fairly well or
at least that was what we last heard.  Judy
is going down to Bangor tomorrow to see
him.  She’s riding down with her sister
Barbara.  From what we know this far is
Ricky will be going into a nursing home
when he leaves the hospital.  I’m sure
that Judy will find out more about that
tomorrow (Monday).  So I reckon that’s
about all I’ve got for you and now it’s
time for me to tell you what I tell you
almost every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
10 more poems with an added 5 due to
picture poems LOL.  Also I wrote once
again 22 more haiku for all of the haiku
lovers out there.  I hope you can find
at least 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I believe it’s time for me to
begin my search for that hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you a
most wonderful blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Ok so where is that confounded
off switch trying to hide this week???
Hmmmm is that movement that I see
from behind my Ibuprofen bottle?  Yep,
and there ya are,  doing as you have
been doing,  playing peekaboo thinking
I can’t see you LOL.  Please try harder.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Deciphered Thoughts

With ongoing thinking
our thoughts might evade
the meaning ones truly
see actions displayed.
Within our own mindset
our thoughts might not be
what that a moment
is clearly to see.
Deciphered thoughts
that many discover
are often so wrong
when the meaning is other.
The time and the place
that the moment is seen
might display portions
of a nightmare or dream.
Deciphered thoughts
of a timely display
might be uncovered
in an unthinking way.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 17,  2017

Aurora Borealis

A picture that’s painted
displays such a sight
the aurora borealis
better seen in the night.
Painted as a portal
to another dimension
spanning in a painting
that takes our attention.
The aurora borealis
has a greenish detail
with other colors
in the sky then set sail.
Painted as a magical
place which to see
the aurora borealis
is a sight given free.
Yet some don’t see it,
for their latitude is wrong
so the aurora borealis
is there and it’s gone.
But for a moment
ones see it displayed
the aurora borealis
so Heavenly made.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 17,  2017

Asian Golden Weaver

An oriental bird
of purple and gold
Asian Golden Weaver
a story that’s told.
Often as a painting
and sometimes alive,
it’s found within Asia
with a colorful stride.
The female is yellow,
but lesser in colors
a weaver of golden
it seeks for another.
The males are of purple
and golden to shine
as they will flutter
for true love so divine.
Yet now as a painting
it seeks to see her
the female companion
Asian Golden Weaver.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 17,  2017

A Summer Scene

Along the shore
of deja vu
a summer scene
comes into view.
This time repeats
on summer’s days
while two horses
walk in waves.
Horseback riders
seek the path
a summer scene
to surely last.
Crashing waves
upon the shore,
a summer scene
to then explore.
Horses hooves
imprint the sand
with memories
across the land.
A summer scene,
a timeless view
that recreates
a deja vu.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 17,  2017

Wineglasses In Moonlight

In a moonlight night
with a glimmer of stars
some wineglasses sit
with reflections of Mars.
The scene is a painting
found in a dream,
wineglasses in moonlight
with aqua marine.
The deep sea of minutes
display as a sight
with wineglasses found
amidst the moonlight.
Wineglasses in moonlight
become such a tale,
a story that’s written,
a moment set sail.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 17,  2017

Reflections Of Passion

Glancing at a memory
remembering its place
becomes as a reflection
to somewhere or a face.
Passion builds a doorway
to the seasons so divine
as time unleashes moments
that live within our mind.
A time that is remembered
reflects the seasons sights
while passion is enlightened
within a dreamers nights.
Amidst a morning sunrise
is times reflected views
sometimes filled with passion
for what ones want to choose.
The doorways to tomorrow
are often seen to be
but only mere reflections
of our own history.
Seasons displayed truly
seeming timely old fashion
are often as our wantings
reflections of passion.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Keys To Imagination

Looking passed emotion
a sight can become real
maybe an imagination
that truth tries to conceal.
The keys to imagination
are a pathway we can choose
a subsequent reality
to win or then to lose.
The scenes within our sight
are changed how we believe
as keys to imagination
to choose what to perceive.
As an imaginary friend
of a lonesome child of time
the key is to believing
what eyes can never find.
The truth in ones perception
is found within their sight
the keys to imagination
what’s wrong or maybe right.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Whispers In The Dark

Sometimes in the darkness
a whisper might be heard
a seasons on perception
found within each word.
Blessings maybe hidden
inside the dark of night
whispers of an angel
of Lord God’s Holy Light.
Minutes might be gathered
as seasons disappear
while time paints a picture
of your yesteryear.
Whispers of an angel
might be all that you need
to become better standing
and help you to succeed.
Yet within a window
the view might disembark
leaving only shadows
whispers in the dark.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Standing In Motion

Not moving from your place
and standing thinking true
the motion is your mind
as time is in your view.
Ones might be depicted
as thinking you are still
while the motion is within you
what all that you conceal.
Standing in motion
as a statue of a mime
could become misconceived
of your thinking design.
Many are the thinkers
that we find only seen
as a time within waters
of a non moving stream.
Yet even on a still set
that seems without emotion
there might be a person
standing in motion.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Painted Angel

The times we find
our dimmer lights
an angel comes
and changes sights.
A morning woken
brought to see
might display
what’s meant to be.
A painted angel
of ones design
displays the heart
within the mind.
Wings so white
that fly away
and then return
another day.
This painted angel
is a thought,
that unleashes
love that’s sought.
An abstract angel
without face
yet with love
you can embrace.
Painted thusly
in detail
this fine angel
guards us well.
It is displayed
to truly be
a painted angel
you can see.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Life’s Reflections

Sunny days
with frozen sights
life’s reflections
is bright lights.
Passing minutes
counted true
life’s reflections
come in view.
Scenes of winter
snow’s displayed
life’s reflections
moments made.
Scenic mountains
found to show
life’s reflection
in the snow.
Times a portion
poured to be
life’s reflections
we can see.
Tis a moment
timeless true
life’s reflections
found to view.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 18,  2017

Mountain High

Beyond a painting
lies a thought
a mountain scene
a painter sought.
Clouds seen floating
in the sky
with a story
mountain high.
Beyond the moment
water’s seen
a lake of time
and in between.
Tall trees standing
in the clearing
mountain high
is so endearing.
A painter’s thoughts
are found to be
a mere image
you can see.
cut and dry
as a painting
mountain high.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 20,  2017

Wineglass Images

Simple art
a scenic style
might be painted
with a smile.
A wine bottle
and glasses too
are some images
in the view.
A scenic sight
a simple time
found to be
within the mind.
Wineglass images
abstract art
from the heart.
Thoughts procured
from broken pieces
wineglass images
paint releases.
Scented with
a timeless place
simple images
for a taste.
Displayed as
a painted while
seen to be
a certain style.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 20,  2017

Bigrock Mountain

A ski resort
with snow of white
a winters scene
of day and night
becomes alive
with scenic hills
skiers skiing
for the thrills.
Bigrock Mountain
ski resort
times sublime
a winter sport.
Wind turbines
displaying well
twirling whirling
winds exhale.
Paths are clear
to ski around
people skiing
quickly down.
Bigroack Mountain
shows a sign
that for sure
it’s wintertime.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 20,  2017

A Lost Perception

With voices yelling
tossing words
a lost perception’s
killing birds.
The air is clouding
filled with pain
times deceptions
torrent rain.
Our own choices
create styles
a lost perception
without smiles.
A page is turned
to dismal scenes
while creating
polluted streams.
A lost perception
detours growth,
leaving us with
sinking boats.
A lost perception
needs to find
a clear connection
day and time.
A time with peace
and love to share
to fill the Earth
with cleaner air.
Look inside you
find correction
change the path
a lost perception.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 21,  2017

for Jan 20,  2017

Scenes within sunlight
become shadows of our lives
as each day moves on.

Beyond emotions
are the intents of ones thoughts
that often explode.

Near to a mountain
is a chance for a meadow
that’s filled with flowers.

An oceans seashore
becomes footprints of lifestyles
that will wash away.

Within a white cloud
holds a chance for some raindrops
as the cloud turns dark.

Flowers of romance
can enhance a moments life
with hearts beating true.

Countless perceptions
imprinted upon our lives
can be misconceived.

Midmorning hopeful
can become late evenings sight
filled with illusions.

Life of a flower
becomes glimmers of springtime
in summertime’s trails.

Too much neediness
shows an addictive lifestyle
that’s always wanting.

Various people
become helper of others
while others need help.

The life of a star
is many light years of time
that goes beyond sight.

Disdained assumptions
might be just your own viewpoint
as truth is revealed.

Some trails through the snow
become pathways for dreamers
to find mysteries.

Memories of life
are often discolored thoughts
that time has tinted.

Without memories
our lives might be just repeated
and without lessons.

Chance is a second
that can become a minute
grown into a day.

The leaves of a tree
for a while are its beauty
and then they release.

Choice is a moment
that can become good or bad
depending on us.

A bird of winter
becomes a mere photograph
as wintertime fades.

Life’s varieties
are as seasons setting suns
with not one the same.

When facing troubles
seek for answers through a prayer
and then do your best.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 20,  2017

Our Newest book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
and if you are not in the USA
you can buy it here at Amazon
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂


Hello my friends

It’s been a rough start to the new year,  but
we’ve survived.  LOL if it weren’t for problems
our life might become rather boring hehehe 🙂
Yeppers,  we’re still waiting on York’s to get
the parts to fix our car door.  In the mean time
we’re having to climb in through the passenger
side and open the drivers side door.  At least
we can do that HaHaHa.  It’d be a total pain in
the rump if we had to get in from the back seat
and reach up to open the doors LOL.  Oops I
hope I haven’t jinxed us hehehe.  The winter
days have not been too awful on us.  We’ve had
a few days for the snow and ice to melt away
from our house,  but there is still plenty of it out
there.  I know that as it does every year,  we will
have more snow to come before it is over with.
We used our wet/dry vac the other day on the
add on when it was warm enough for some of
the ice to melt.  There was still quite a bit of ice
that was not yet ready to be thawed,  but we
got a lot of it.  Now if our landlord will ever
get over here and fix the leaks,  we might be
able to begin thawing it with heaters,  but not
until.  So,  off to yet another topic.  Right now
at 5 PM it’s 6 F degrees.  Judy is over at her
chair painting.  Now she not only paints but
she does a bit of drawing with the art pencils
that I bought her.  I’m still doing my picture
poems 🙂  Judy is even doing a few picture
poems ever so often.  I don’t know how it is
that I got started doing them.  Well OK,  I
might have a bit of a clue hehehe.  I did just
a couple of them years ago using Print Shop
Ensemble 3.  They were not that great,  but
I was just playing with it.  Now of course I use
my Photoscape and it works so much better.
Plus with my weird ability to bond a poem to
a picture,  it gives me something to do 🙂
At least if I’m doing picture poems, I’m not
pestering Judy LOL.  The boys still pester
us no matter what we’re doing because they
want our undivided attention hehehe.  They
are silly.  I do go outside with them from
time to time and play and they love that 🙂
It seems that they have grown closer to me
due to all of the time that Judy has been
away helping her brother and all of her girls
nights out with her sisters and daughters
to do crafts.  Yeppers,  us boys have had a
lot of guy time here lately.  Judy has been
home now,  longer than she has in a while
and me and the boys are glad about that 🙂
This old house gets real quiet when Judy’s
not here.  LOL for some reason Benny and
Rocky are fairly calm when it’s just me and
them.  Hehehe I think they know who they
can bug to give them treats and it’s not me.
I do give them treats,  but not as often as
Judy 🙂  We love our little boys and we can
tell that they love us.  Plus they love one
another hehehe. They are lying side by side
right now in the floor.  It’s so cute watching
them run.  They will often run side by side
while bumping into each other.  Our home
might not be that great,  but there’s a lot
of love within it.  Judy’s brother seems to
be doing better,  but time will tell.  Right
now it looks like he is headed back to the
nursing home,  but a different one in another
location.  It’s just a hit and miss to tell what
is going to happen.  Please keep Ricky and
the rest of the family in your prayers.  We
have no clue about the future and in most
cases I am glad about that.  If we knew to
the detail what was going to happen in the
future,  we might spend all of our waking
hours thinking about it and worrying about
the inevitable.  I believe it’ better to live
one day at a time and deal with each day
as best that we are able.  Then the future
will be as it should be.  Well since I began
rambling,  the temperature has dropped a
degree.  Now it’s 5 F degrees 🙂  Tomorrow
the high is supposed to be 24 F and that’s
not too bad.  Me and the boys might go out
and play 🙂  I made Judy and I pancakes
for breakfast today and made enough for
breakfast tomorrow as well,  so I will not
have to cook breakfast tomorrow hehehe.
We’ll have to go to the grocery store one
day this week.  We’re getting low on food.
LOL aren’t we exciting!  Yeppers,  we’re
one lively little family.  I’m sure that God
has angels watching over us,  helping us
when we need help.  There are many signs
of it.  When we have troubles,  we seem to
always find answers.  They might not be
the answers we wanted,  but non the less
they are answers.  Don’t let the trials of
life to become as barbells that weigh you
down.  Let God and His angels to help you
lift those barbells.  A little prayer can do
many things.  Now,  I believe it’s time for
me to be looking back on all that I have
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.  So,  it’s away
I go to that place of my recollection that I
always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I found a fairly decent title just a
few lines back.  Now to see if I can do
anything with it.  Here goes…

When We Have Troubles

Time is a meadow
where weeds might inlay
becoming as our struggles
with day after day.
Minutes might tick on
as time finds its course
to display all the answers
in a Heavenly force.
When we have troubles
those times might become
a doorway to worry
as an off beaten drum.
Pages of our journals
that are written in time
are often filled with weeds
of a worrisome kind.
When we have troubles
the thing we should do
is kneel down in prayer
and let God guide us through.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 15, 2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem and
maybe even understood it.  Also I hope you
enjoyed my rambling and it maybe even gave
you a smile.  LOL it amazes me that I am able
to find so much to ramble about.  Judy is now
doing a drawing of wine bottles.  I found her
a picture for her to draw.  The challenge this
week is wine bottles.  It changes every week.
Her and I are in a little Paint Addicts group.
I of course very rarely paint or draw,  but I
love seeing all of their artwork.  I might one
day give painting another go,  but for now I
think I’ll stick with writing poetry and whatnot.
There’s not much else to tell you other than
what I tell you almost every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yeppers,  10 more poems with an added 6
due to the picture poems which most of them
are LOL.  I try to write 1 or 2 poems without
pictures from time to time.  It helps me to
keep my imagination stirred.  I also wrote
22 more haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  I hope you can find maybe 1 or
2 of either or both that you like.  LOL,  it
is now 4 F degrees at 7 PM.  So I guess
it’s time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a most wonderful and blessed
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now where in this room is that
off switch hiding this week or more to the
point loosely trying to hide LOL.  Hmmm,
I think I see some movement from behind
my empty soda can.  Oh for Heaven’s sake
couldn’t ya at least find a decent hiding spot
that doesn’t move every time you do LOL.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+6 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂


This scene in time
came into view
a mountainscape
with wondrous hue.
Mount Katahdin
with snow upon
this scene I see
while riding along.
Yet now it’s painted
a scenes delight
a mountainscape
with snow of white.
This scene in time
is a magical place
a wondrous view
of times embrace.
A moment painted
to then bestow
mountainous ridges
found with snow.
A time sublime
for minds escape
is now the view
a mountainscape.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2017

A Hill Of Snow

White snow glistens
as our boy looks on
the scenes he sees
are far along.
A distant trail
of long ago
our little boy sees
a hill of snow.
As journeys start
and scenes begin
our little boy looks
beginning to end.
His four paws ready
to climb about
a hill of snow
without a doubt.
His little brother
is out there too,
but at the moment
he’s not in view.
The snow glimmers
shimmers and shines
a hill of snow
that our dog finds.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2017

Benny and Rocky

A painted scene,
a wondrous hue
is of our dogs
not one but two.
They love to play
and run around
day and night
till they run down.
Benny and Rocky
are our two boys.
They love to play
with their dog toys.
This great scene’s
a wonderful while
of our two boys
with a little smile.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2017

Old House Of Winter

As a journey begins
you might find a place
an old house of winter
with a scenic embrace.
A fireplace burning
as smoke billows high
soon to be engulfed
by the true blue sky.
It’s a winter scene
white snow’s procured
displayed as a moment
a photo allured.
The picture’s become as
a sweet memory
an old house of winter
my vision’s set free.
It seemed as a painting
a portion of time
scented as a blessing
and wondrous design.
An old house of winter
is a passionate gaze
found on a journey
of wintertime’s days.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2017

Released From Winter

The sky seems to open
and unleash a while
found within moments
that winters compile.
A scene found released
so to become a view
of a magical essence
of a dream come true.
Released as a threshold
that opens its doors
to display all the beauty
that winter implores.
Wintertime’s scenery
displayed as white
found in the sunshine
and also at night.
Time becomes magnified
scenes front and center
displayed as a blessing
released from winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2017

Peaceful Lake

A wondrous picture
painted true
becomes a scenic
awesome view.
Mountains display
their own path
painted in
a light contrast.
A peaceful lake
of bluish haze
a time and place
for future days.
A scene, a dream,
a painted while,
a peaceful lake
that is so mild.
Mountains dance
a wondrous sight,
a peaceful lake
in evenings light.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 10,  2017

Dolphins Play

A passing voyage
to seas of depth.
Dolphins play
and then have rest.
Pelicans watch
as time goes by
while dolphins play
in evenings sky.
The waters waves
are gently seen
as dolphins play
just like a dream.
The pelicans flight
is stopped a while
to watch the dolphins
dance and smile.
The scene becomes
a mere memory
as the dolphins play
in the deep blue sea

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 12,  2017

Driving Through

As four wheels turn
and miles are made
a drive through time
is a serenade.
Scenes come alive
as wheels go around
while driving through
a sight and sound.
The wind is blowing
as moments display
with a mountain scene
on this distant day.
Written as a rumble
of tires that roll
driving through then
makes a story unfold.
White clouds forming
as a magical place
as the car rolls on
in a slow written pace.
The time is a moment
with a wonderful hue
found as a blessing
we’re driving through.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 12,  2017

Seagulls Flying

Upon a shore
is found a sight
a certain someone
filled with fright.
They found a time
so misconstrued
to feed the seagulls
wanting food.
Seagulls flying
have no fear
to poop on whom
that is so near.
Even the feeder
that’s giving bread
seagulls flying
poop on their head.
This person soon
went running fast
from seagulls flying
shadows cast.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 12,  2017

True Love In Disguise

Windows of a heart
often need a little shine
to give a better view
of a persons point and time.
Seasons of a  moment
are as flowers that bloom
becoming as the beauty
for love to come in tune.
True love in disguise is
a version many miss
while they are thinking
it’s brought on by a kiss.
Many find their passion
in the things that they see
while true love in disguise
is a moment given free.
Blessings from Lord Jesus
are so often in the eyes
scented with a moment
that is true love in disguise.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 12,  2017

Mountain Scene

A piece of art
that’s drawn so fine
is a mountain scene
of another time.
It could become
another place
within the artist’s
true embrace.
A mountain scene
that comes in view
drawn with love
that times ensue.
Penciled in
as thoughts unfold
this mountain scene
a story told.
It is a drawing
a piece of art
a mountain scene
that thoughts impart.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 13,  2017

Mallards Flock

On a cold winter’s day
in a pond so precise
I saw some Mallards flock
into a pond full of ice.
These ducks of destination
may have just lost their way
or forgotten it was winter
and not the month of May.
They walked upon the ice
with web feet made to swim
as many quacked together
for some more to join in.
They hardly noticed me there
with my camera there in hand
snapping many photos
of them trying hard to stand.
The moment was enlightening
as I listened to them squawk
while others came in landing
to join the Mallards flock.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 13,  2017

With Starry Eyes

Heartbeats glisten
pounding true
with the seasons
With starry eyes
a scenic place
becomes time
of sweet embrace.
As love begins
and shows its way
a starry sight
begins to sway.
Heavens window
gives a view
with starry eyes
of life anew.
God sends angels
all around
to help us up
when we fall down.
Life is often
in disguise
seen by ones
with starry eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 13,  2017

A February Memory

I found a photo
of long ago
a time and place
that had no snow.
A scene recorded
we could see
a February
This special place
so faraway
was state of mind
another day.
A time sublime
we can’t forget,
a place in time,
a bright sunset.
This photograph
of history
is a February

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 13,  2017

Time Begins

Paths are crossed
as time begins
with our lives
like violins.
Strumming tunes
of love and life
as time begins
husband and wife.
The seasons show
a pathway trod
as time begins
with help from God.
Doors will swing
another way
as time begins
a great display.
Two are joined
to become one
as time begins
with said and done.
Words are spoken
of true true love
bonded together
by God above.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14,  2017

Heaven’s Peace

A day with shadows
that minutes release
are hazy meadows of
Heaven’s peace.
The view is clouded,
but yet it is clear
Heaven’s peace
is truly sincere.
It comes with beauty,
it comes with love,
it comes as magic
of a snow white dove.
Heaven’s peace
is a wonderful view
found as a glimmer
of life found anew.
Seasons are seconds
with time moving on
while Heaven’s peace
is dusk unto dawn.
It is a mere journey
where troubles release
found in the shadows of
Heaven’s peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14,  2017

for Jan 14,  2017

Heaven in the stars
holds our imagination
that often is real.

A journey of time
is a pathway of footsteps
imprinting our lives.

Indecisive thoughts
will create an avalanche
that could prevent life.

Amidst a storm cloud
holds a chance for a rainbow
to shine in its wake.

Life is a gamble,
but a sure thing is Jesus,
so give it to Him.

Seconds that we see
are often more important
than all the hours.

Building blocks of life
are the footsteps that we take
and things that we say.

Falling into holes
is a problem of many,
but we can climb out.

A flower will hide
behind blooms within itself
to allow it life.

Change is a moment
that needs action to be made
or there is no change.

A snowflake’s journey
is a predestined pathway
that changes in stride.

Counting the minutes
will guarantee your sadness,
for patience is key.

When walking alone
you are not really alone,
for God is with you.

Scenes that we have seen
become memories of life
our minds photograph.

Morning is coming
even if you’re not ready,
so start it with prayer.

Harboring sadness
will detain your happiness,
for there is no room.

Signatures of clouds
are as artist in the sky
creating pictures.

Beyond perfection
is the greatest imperfection
called humanity.

Temporal balance
is a change of perception
of how you view things.

A simple fragment
of time that becomes living
might be a shadow.

A heart that’s broken
can be healed with love and care,
but it will take time.

The flavors of life
are as personalities
that ones define us.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 14,  2017

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