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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s another week gone by and we’re
still among the living. Fall is upon us
and it’s been getting cooler with each
passing day. It’s been in the mid 50’s
for the passed few days and the nights
have been in 30’s and 40’s, Fahrenheit
that is LOL. Celsius that would be on
the warm side hehehe. Nope, the 30’s
F would be like 3 to minus 1 degree C.
So whenever speaking of how cold or
hot it is, I am using Fahrenheit, not
Celsius. I’m still a Texan, remember
that hehehe. Right now at 5:30 PM it
is 50 F degrees. It got down to 38 F
early this morning and the forecast for
tomorrow morning is 36. Winter’s not
too far away. Judy and I are planning
on sometime this week making a trip
back down to Baxter State Park for
fall foliage pictures. I called the park
rangers the other day and they said
the leaves have begun changing, so
look out park here we come. We’re
not sure when we will go yet, but we
will. OK so what else is happening up
this way? Well, Judy and all of her
sisters and daughters have seemed to
of got hooked on painting. They are
all getting pretty good. They had a
craft night last weekend (Saturday).
Judy made a scarecrow out of hat 🙂
It’s cute. She hung it on the wall in
here. Judy has been doing a lot of
painting. As a matter of fact she’s
painting an abstract bluebird right
now. Both Benny and Rocky are in
the floor right between Judy and I
just snoring away LOL. Thank God
they finally wore themselves out LOL.
They were running all over the place
back and forth from the living room
back into here. They went outside
a few times and we had hoped they
would run off all that energy outside,
but NO. I wish I had half of their
energy hehehe. Yet, for now, they
are out of it, sound asleep and you
ask, how do I know they are sound
asleep. LOL I accidentally bumped
Rocky with my foot and he didn’t
even budge. Still snoring hehehe 🙂
Judy’s coming right along with her
bluebird. I think it’s looking quite
nice. I have yet to of gotten back to
the painting that I began a week or
3 ago LOL. I guess painting’s just
not in my blood. I’m more of a poet
than a painter. But I will one day
get back to the painting I began and
finish it. Although I have recently
had a different idea of what to end
the painting as, which might be a
little harder than what I was going
to do in the beginning hehehe. Oh
well, life goes on. It’s just that the
painting has been postponed hehehe.
I did a few more picture poems using
pictures that Judy’s painted and ones
we have taken as time has passed. If
you are not on Facebook, but would
like to see some of the picture poems,
then let me know and I’ll send some
to you. Judy and I got an invite to
my daughter’s wedding December 3.
Sad to say, we are unable to make
the journey. Especially in December.
We will be having to invest in heating
oil, not to mention the price for the
drive is not in our budget. But Judy
and I are hoping to one day in the
future make another drive to Texas
and visit and hopefully even be able
to make a trip down to Port Aransas
which is one of our favorite places.
Sadly our last drive to Texas in 2014
was cut short because our dog Milo
was sick and we needed to get him
back home. We were wanting to do
a lot more than we did when we were
in Texas, but even our car died. My
mom gave us her car and bought her
another one so that Judy, I and the
boys could get back home. That
was a sad moment. That old Mazda
was with me for over 19 years and
she was a good car. LOL now she’s
in automobile Heaven if there is such
a thing 🙂 Milo is also in Heaven now
as Cancer took his life. But I’m sure
he’s prancing in the fields as he waits
for us at Rainbow Bridge. Now we
have Rocky and he’s got many of
Milo’s qualities aside from being a
lot younger and with a WHOLE LOT
more energy hehehe. Yeppers, God
has been good to us and made sure
that we had what we needed and He
still has us in His mighty hands. Well,
it’s 47 degrees now. LOL again, that
is not Centigrade or Celsius. We might
be turning on our radiator heaters soon,
but for now, it’s not too cold. We’ll do
without them as long as we can being
our light bill is already $150. LOL 🙂
Social Security only goes so far ya know.
We’ll survive as long as God intends us
to. The boys have awoken and Benny
is now in the living room and Rocky
is sitting right behind me playing with
a squeaky toy LOL. He just ran out
of the room, maybe to try and find his
brother. Back to romper room LOL.
We love those boys. They gives us
tons of smiles. Oh yea, our youngest
grandson Christian came and spent
Friday and Saturday with us. We
always enjoy having him come and
visit. We watched gaming videos and
whatnot as we usually do on my PC.
He usually brings his tablet PC with
him just in case I’m busy writing, but
I had already gotten all of my writing
done before he got here. So it seems
that the Pearce’s Place is still active.
God is still in control as He always is
and shall be. I know I have misery
in my life, but I’m thankful for the
many blessings that He has given me
that totally outweigh the misery. Our
journey is but a second, a minute and
a day, for anything after that is just
a guess and not yet in our view. Look
beyond the misery and find the many
blessings that you may have let to
pass your view. I guess it’s time for
me to be taking my little journey back
through all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a word or phrase that I
can use for the title for today’s brand
new poem. So it’s away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I found a decent title near the
beginning of my rambling while I was
talking about Judy’s painting hehehe.
So here goes. I hope I can write
something that makes sense using it.

Abstract Bluebird

A little bluebird
timeless fact
made a painting
found abstract.
Just a thought of
times details
finds a pattern
life compels.
Abstract bluebird
of the mind
might just be a
point and time.
Found as artwork
things to do
sometimes peace is
painted blue.
With a moment
seemed absurd
peace is found,
abstract bluebird.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25, 2016

LOL there ya go. Yes, the poem is about
Judy’s painting that she just did. The title
just jumped out at me hehehe. Anyway, I
hope you enjoyed my rambling and maybe
even liked the poem a little 🙂 if not, then
I’m so sorry hehehe. No I’m not mwahaha.
In any sense I at least maybe amused you
a tad. Rocky is back in his doggy bed. I
guess he wasn’t quite rested up. This room
looks like a toy box. He’s brought almost
all of the toys from the toy box in our room
and strung them out all over the floor LOL.
I sure wish we could teach him to put his
toys away hehehe. Yeah, that’s pretty
much a dream I’m sure LOL. Oh well,
at least the toys are being enjoyed. His
brother Benny only has 1 or 2 toys that
he likes to play with and of course he’s
getting old and not filled with as much
spunk as he had when we got him 🙂
But he still gets into his rambunctious
modes. When we mentioned going for
a walk in the field or for a drive, he’s all
ecstatic and making all kinds of noise.
When heading out in the field, Benny’s
most times leading the way with Rocky
close by and often running side by side.
They truly love one another and look
out for each other. So I reckon it’s
time for me to be telling you what I
tell you almost every week and that is,
I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers, 10 more poems, but as I’ve
done in the passed few weeks, I wrote
a few more which were for picture
poems and that ups the count to 17 🙂
Nope no Christmas poems this week,
but I once again wrote 22 haiku for
all of the haiku lovers out there. I
hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or
both that you like. Now I believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch, but
not before I wish you a wonderful
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a truly blessed week. Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too. Now
where is that ornery off switch hiding
this week? Hmmm, LOL I’m seeing
a bit of shaking from under a paper
towel that it lying right in front of me.
I guess you were cold huh hehehehe.
Trying to warm up under that paper
towel were ya! Hehehe it’s only 64 F
degrees in here. That’s not that cold.
Oh well LOL, I guess you’ve got thin
blood. Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzz.

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

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

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+7 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Harbored Thoughts

A sunset evening
brings forth a sight,
now just a harbor
of moments delight.
Found in the minutes
timeless detail
thoughts unending
surely set sail.
Harbored thoughts
of memories
funfilled days
of beach side seas
Thoughts so wondrous
time goes on
seasons recorded
now are gone.
Yet those moments
are not lost,
for they’re surely
harbored thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19, 2016

Waves Come Crashing

Journals of a wave
are a distant shore
words of an ocean
that many adore.
Waves come crashing
bringing their words
joined by the sound
of so many birds.
It tells of seasons
children splashing,
summertime’s days
waves come crashing.
The essence of it
grows as a heart
with waves of time
of which to impart.
The morning brings
a reflected scene
waves come crashing
as aquamarine.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19, 2016

Sunrise Sky

Walking on the beach
in sands morning sun,
our cameras seem to find
a new day that’s begun.
A sunrise sky
as a bright orange gaze,
with a glow that shines
in the mornings waves.
Distant as a thought,
waves crashing through,
a sunrise sky
creates such a view.
Seeming as magic
the morning sun glows
as a beacon of time
like a fiery rose.
Blossoming truly
with more to apply
the beginning of day
in a sunrise sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19, 2016

Life’s Reflection

Seen as ripples
glazed as glass
life’s reflection
shows the past.
Timeless moments
counted true
life’s reflection
comes in view.
Ripples mildly
flow upon
glistened minutes
moments pond.
Some fall colors
coincide
life’s reflection
far and wide.
Then as memoirs
unfold scenes
life’s reflection
creates dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20, 2016

An Evening Sky

Mountains outlining
the distant scene
an evening sky
looks so serene.
Just like a painting
more than a stroke
painted by Heaven
as minutes uncloak.
An evening sky
of such display
is found within
the end of day.
Mountainous scenes
of orange and yellow
that play a song
as a scenic cello.
Magical music
that comes in view
as the mountains
bid their adieu.
Strums of strings
an evening sky
is song and dance
to say goodbye.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20, 2016

Inside A Dream

Hope is flourished,
a sailboat’s desire
inside a dream
of which to aspire.
A distant horizon
is painted with blue
inside a dream
of a magical hue.
Seasons of summer
as oceans and waves
bring alive dreams,
some wonderful days.
Inside a dream
sometime is displayed
as ones are sailing
a seasons cascade.
Time is a portion
of momentous skies
inside a dream
of sailboats premise.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20, 2016

Another Dance

Steps in time,
a waltz or two,
a change in life
will come in view.
Another dance
a riddled rhyme
becomes a day
another time.
The scenes we see
that come alive
can then become
a jump and jive.
Without lessons
one might think
another dance
will surely sink,
but the times
of life’s romance
can become
another dance.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

Through The Heart

Minutes change
as times report,
some as long
and some as short.
Through the heart
ones eyes can see
a life of love
or past debris.
The choice is ours
to look beyond
the saddened times
for brighter dawn.
Places and faces
of then and there,
through the heart
can find a prayer.
Allowing sadness
to go away
will then allow
a brighter day.
Through the heart
can then be found,
life of love
God’s solid ground.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

Different Roads

Turns discerned
of roads of miles,
often have some
bitter smiles.
Laughter hidden
troubled loads,
needing times of
different roads.
Scenes that pass
at just a glance,
different roads
might give a chance.
Stages set up,
different scenes,
different roads
might lead to dreams.
Leaving nightmares
heavy loads,
you might need some
different roads.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

As A Cloud Floats By

Morning is a picture
painted in the sky
displayed as artwork
as a cloud floats by.
The painting is changing
with each minute there
as a cloud floats by
with the slightest of air.
Movement’s recorded
as seasons delight
as a cloud floats by
from daylight to night.
The sky’s as a window
of scenic blue tint
as a cloud floats by
that seems heaven sent.
A page of a journal
written in the sky
is a white fluffy dream
as a cloud floats by.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

Autumn’s Leaves

Across a lake,
a gentle breeze
rustles all of
autumn’s leaves.
With some geese
in waters waves
autumn’s leaves
display the days.
Ripples gently
thereunto
autumn’s leaves
complete the view.
The style of time
that meets my eyes
becomes blessings
in disguise.
The colors magic,
autumn’s leaves
are within
what life achieves.
For with geese
that gather there
autumn’s leaves
are everywhere.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

The Crane

This bird it stands
so very tall
spring through summer
onto fall.
The crane is fishing
food to eat
in the drink
with such a feat.
The sun is setting
on his view
reflecting light
a wondrous hue.
This bird so tall
within the gaze
now just watches
evenings ways.
Some birds above him
fly on by
while he looks up
at the sky.
He’s made a choice
to just remain
and stand and watch,
for he’s the crane.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

A Road To Fall

Rhythms of tires
roll down the way,
finding the colors
of autumns array.
A road to fall
with trees of style
paves the way
for autumns mile.
Scenic stories
tell a tale,
a road to fall
the holy grail.
Still the rhythms
tires are heard,
a road to fall
every single word.
Singing of colors
on trees so tall,
this is the story,
a road to fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

As Silence Becomes

Oceans of mornings
with timeless detail
display the stories
that will never fail.
Time is a heartbeat
with waves evermore,
as silence becomes some
seabirds that soar.
The bright orange horizon
with colorful clouds
displays the patterns
of so distant shrouds.
Ships out at sea
are finding what’s true,
as silence becomes some
waves crashing through.
Yet from the sea shore
that bright orange array
displays the colors
of a wonderful day.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21, 2016

A Little Barn

Within a field
of grasses green
a little barn
is surely seen.
Amidst some trees
it stands alone
a TV dish,
but not a phone.
A little barn,
a photograph
now just seems
a moments past.
Sawhorse standing
lean and tall
and a table
by the wall.
A little barn
is standing true
of gray and brown
within my view.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22, 2016

A Sweet Summer’s Day

A blue sky of summer
becomes as a place
for some bike riders
and dogs to keep pace.
A field full of beauty
with green grass of time,
a summer’s day surely
is then so divine.
Seeming as a painting,
yet one not of man,
a summer’s day tinted
with a wide scope of land.
From home to the field
the bike rider’s view
sees the green grass
and the deep sky of blue.
Clouds floating briskly
as they go their way
scenes of bike riders
on a sweet summer’s day.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22, 2016

Times Connections

True love is displayed
when time is asleep,
times connections
are then found so deep.
Love in a moments time
displayed with style
becomes a storyline
God did compile.
Times connections
of moments and means
finds then the pathways
filled full of dreams.
Heaven is a portion
of poured out display,
times connections
of day after day.
Hold fast to true love
and don’t let it die,
for it needs you together
to not say goodbye.

Haiku
for Sept 24 2016

Remembered problems
can become problems today
if lessons aren’t learned.

A challenge of time
is often a brand new tool
to be used one day.

Within scenic views
you can find another sight
that needs magnified.

A peaceful river
might become a raging mind
with too much water.

Various turnstiles
will give view to brighter days
while others will not.

A changing season
gives way to a another sight
that needs its moment.

Another minute
brings us another moment
to try to do good.

Onlooking people
will often not see right now
as it fades from sight.

Many disasters
are actually designers
of a brand new day.

Lack of believing
does not change reality,
for truth does exist.

An opened doorway
can be a welcoming sign
of evil or good.

Fearless is not good,
for one without any fear,
will jump to their death.

Pathways through snowstorms
are often hidden footprints
that you cannot see.

Silence emerging
can bring fear to a moment
if it’s too quiet.

Yesterdays thinking
is not always today’s thoughts,
for each day is new.

Marks on some paper
are the remains of a time
that might just be marks.

Years in existence
show many patterns of life
and how we view them.

From childhood to old
we find ourselves repeating
things that we have done.

Ignorance is bliss
unless it concerns our lives
and then it’s deadly.

Dividing people
only leaves many in want
for another view.

The difference seen
might just be the outer shell
with the same insides.

Change is a value
that many seek for through want,
but not what they need.

Judy’s newest books (Pearlescent)
and (Just Get Up And dance) can be
found here which has all of her books.
Take a look sometime.
http://www.amazon.com/Judy-Pearce/e/B00N5CW382
My wife Judy’s Poetry other books 🙂
{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/moonlight-and-owls-judy-pearce/1114669533?ean=9781630009021
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hello-my-name-is-benny-judy-pearce/1120261452?ean=9781627721400
They can also be found at Amazon
http://www.drawingart.net
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My Animal’s Greetings site below
https://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂