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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you’ve had a nice passed week.
It’s been rather nice temperature wise
up this away. Not too cold and not too
hot. OK, it might be a bit to cool for
a few people, but not for me. Yep, it’s
been in 50’s and 60 during most of the
days. Of course we’ve had 1 or 2 days
with it in the 70’s and a few in the upper
70’s but not too bad. We had a couple
of days in the mid 80’s a few weeks ago,
but thankfully that didn’t last too long
and even more thankfully our portable
AC unit kept us cool. Today’s high was
around 64 F degrees. Right now it’s 58
degrees at 6:15 PM. I love this weather,
but I’m sure that those that want to go
swimming aren’t too crazy about it LOL.
Though if we had a swimming pool and
were willing to put up with the trouble
and cost of having a swimming pool,
I might not be too thrilled with the cold
weather 🙂 Oh well, there is always good
with the bad if you look at it that way.
Our grandson Christian came and spent
the weekend with us again. We always
love to have him come and visit. We’ll
most surely miss it when the time comes
that he no longer wants to come and
stay with grandma and grandpa, but
the day will come sad to say. So, we
try to make the best of it and enjoy
the time we have. Our oldest grandson
lives right down the road from us and
he stays busy with his job and all, so
he doesn’t come over much, but he did
come with his girlfriend today and that
was great. Chance installed our doggy
door for the boys and then we all had
a nice visit especially when Christian’s
mom came to pick him up. It’s those
moments that we treasure. Judy’s gone
now to take Chance back to Presque
Isle where he’s working at the moment.
They bought them a little jeep, but it
needs an oil change and a few things,
so it should be ready to roll soon, God
willing 🙂 Benny and Rocky are still a
little bit cautious of the doggy door,
but I’m sure in time, they’ll get the
hang of it. Judy’s sister Trudy has a
doggy door for their dogs and Benny
and Rocky use it. Rocky has already
used the door to go outside without
us having to put his nose through 🙂
Benny will catch on, I am sure of it.
It’ll be so nice, not having to open
up the front door and open the porch
door to let them out to go potty LOL.
We’ll just let them out the front door
and they can go out the doggy door.
and come back in and bark for us to
let them back in. LOL of course it’s
Rocky that does the barking to say
he’s ready to come back in. Benny
just waits for his cue hehehe. LOL
speaking of the boys, Rocky just
now barked saying he needs to go
potty. I opened up the front door
and he went on right through the
doggy door with no problem at all,
but Benny still needed a little bit of
help. He walked up to it and looked
back at me. I put him up to it and
he went on through. Now to see if
they make the entrance OK. Once
again, Rocky has already figured
out how to get back in, but it seems
Benny is still skeptical LOL. Well,
I might spoken too soon. Rocky
was still a little hesitant coming back
in the doggy door even with my offer
of a treat, but after I raised the little
flap a bit, they both came bounding
in. I gave them both a couple of
bite size treats. They’re good boys.
Now back to writing. I’m still doing
a lot of writing for my book. I’m
already well over halfway done with
all of the poetry pictures needed for
book 8. But still that leaves me with
about 55 yet to do which is still quite
a lot LOL. I’m in no hurry. It’s not
like I have a time frame they must
be done. LOL I’m doing all of the
work on them. In the beginning Judy
did all of the formatting for me, but
I figured I needed to start doing it,
so she showed me what she had done
and I picked it up from there. So
the most it cost me is my time and
effort. I do though enjoy writing
poetry and that is the number one
reason I write it. It helps me find
peace amidst a storm cloud. It’s a
gift that God gave to me that I enjoy
sharing with the world. If my books
sell, then that’s great. It would surely
help out with our finances and that
would be great. So life goes on and
time continues its pathway the way
that it’s supposed to go. Judy and
I feel blessed that God has watched
over us and given us all that we need.
Thank You God for all of the many
blessings. Now I believe it’s time
for me to look 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
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I found a fairly decent title
just a few lines back and now after
checking, I see that it has not been
used as of yet, so used it shall be 🙂
Here goes…

Amidst A Storm

When looking back
and looking ahead
our path might look
just like a thread.
Searching for times
to thread on through
when life begins
an awkward view.
When amidst a storm
of life and death
the needles eye
might seem as less.
But as time passes
God shows a way
to make it through
to another day.
Yet if we ignore
the way we should go
the storm of life
might surely grow.
So look for peace
when tired and worn
with a little prayer
amidst a storm.

©By Bill Pearce
June 10, 2018

Well, there ya go. I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even understood it 🙂
If not, then, OH well hehehe, maybe
next week. I also hope you enjoyed my
rambling LOL. Yes, I do ramble don’t
I 🙂 There’s not much else to tell you
about The Pearce’s Place other than we
took Chances dog to the vet to have her
checked out and she seems to be fine.
She just had a cyst on her that they
were worried about and it turned out
to be maybe an insect bite, The lump
has already begun shrinking and Luna
is in good shape 🙂 So that’s about all
from this part of the world. I guess
it’s time for me to tell you what I tell
you every week and that is, I wrote
some more poems and haiku. Yep, 10
more poems and no extras or Christmas
related. I also wrote 22 more haiku.
I hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or
both that you like. So now, I reckon
it’s time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch, but
not before I wish you a truly blessings
filled week. Remember, Jesus loves
you and we do too. Now, where could
that off switch be attempting to hide
this time? Hmm, I don’t remember
putting my nose spray there and I
sure don’t recall it ever rocking back
and forth for no reason. LOL OH,
I see, you bumped the nose spray
trying get behind my tape measure
hehehehe. It’d help if you weren’t
as much of a klutz as me LOL. I’ve
been known to trip over flat asphalt 🙂
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

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

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

Heaven’s Dream

Evening’s encompassed
as a blessing divine
found as a doorway
inside of the mind.
Dreaming of moments
of an unfathomed way
found as a time frame
of a heartbeat’s display.
A Dreamer dreams on
as an ocean of love
that’s found as echoes
from Heaven above,
Life Is but a moment
that becomes so alive
dreams within dreams
in times starry skies.
Blessings uncountable
are sent with release
to give us a moment of
love’s giving peace.
God shows the flavors
of a evening’s design
painted with His love
for our eyes to find.
Scented with aromas
of a dream we can view
as a heavenly moment
of an ocean of blue.
Maybe of a lighthouse
that enlightens our way
within Heaven’s dream
to a blessings filled day.

©By Bill Pearce
June 4, 2018

This Is Love

A birds tiny feathers
are wings in the wind
bringing forth changes
and times to transcend.
The sweet little chirps
that it makes from afar
sing songs of love
of how happy they are.
Swinging on a branch
as life blows on through
while singing their song
to me and to you.
For surely this is love
for it’s true in design
a thing I remember
of a wonderful time.
Listening to their song
as they sing so sweet
songs about moments
in their words of a tweet.
The beauty’s all around
even if I cannot see
for I hear the sounds
in the trees above me.
They sound like Heaven
as the song birds sing
found after wintertime
beginning of spring.
These are the wonders
from Heaven above
sounds found so joyful
oh yes this is love.

©By Bill Pearce
June 4, 2018

Spring’s Repertoire

Those days we remember
that a picture portrays
can become as heartbeats
of our wishing arrays.
Springtime’s personality
is a special kind of gift
a season filled with magic
that most surely exist.
With spring’s repertoire
comes a chance to play
as a child with puppies
on a bright sunny day.
Seasoned with pure love
and a texture of time
life begins a painting
with artwork divine.
Filled with perspective
of moments we’ve found
our life is explored
as our eyes look around.
Seeing all the ventures
of a springtime scene
that begins growing
into every living thing.
Our life is but a story
of a personal glance
as time shows footwork
a little song and dance.
A child seen playing
that is found like before
is a moment’s perspective
as spring’s repertoire.

©By Bill Pearce
June 5, 2018

Searching Beyond

In need of sight
we often search
a frame of mind
our eyes to perch.
To see what life
has given you
beyond the sights
that we now view.
Searching beyond
a dismal scene
we’re often found
within a dream.
As clouds unite
to form a sea
we often search
to find a key.
To a door of time
we loved the most
but now it’s just
a dreamer’s ghost.
It can only exist
in another dawn
while were seeking
searching beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
June 6, 2018

Mysterious World

Looking through time
to places we’ve seen
life can be mysterious
with grasses of green
A mind of creations
can display a course
a place you remember
of life’s daily force.
You may see within it
a moment so grand
that grows within you
as heartbeats command.
Perspective of limits
are a season of styles
as a mysterious world
that creates our smiles.
Found in a pasture
some horses might graze
as you look onwards
to remember your gaze.
Your memory heightens
as time moves along
as this mysterious world
continues to go on.
Within green grasses
a heartbeat may see
the sight of a scene
that is happy and free.
It’s times of emotion
that might surely unfurl
to expose for a moment
a mysterious world.

©By Bill Pearce
June 7, 2018

Moments Of Fall

Onto another
time we remember
moments uncover
times burning ember.
Seasoned as colors
painted by God
times we remember
we should applaud.
Found as blessings
onto another stage
life is a story
of age unto age.
Fragmented patterns
of our memories
are that of autumn
with colorful leaves.
This is a reflection
of all that I recall
scenes with beauty
as moments of fall.

©By Bill Pearce
June 8, 2018

Dusty Memories

Deep in a scene quest
time frames expose
memories of travels
down old dusty roads.
Seeming as miracles
these times are found
when we are riding
just looking around.
Now they’re just scenes
that God gave to view
maybe dusty in essence
but found as true blue.
We might of not seen
the view deep within
as we drove on passed
taking pictures again.
But as we look back
on the views that inlaid
we find within dusty
a time’s promenade.
Looking so formal
as summertime weaves
these are as blessings
our dusty memories.

©By Bill Pearce
June 8, 2018

Dimmer Views

Sometimes our sight
might seem so dim
as life moves onwards
and new days begin.
It might seem as if
you’re in waters depth
struggling daily
to catch your breath.
But yet if you take
time which to breathe
you might find then
a new sight to see.
Our views get cloudy
as oceans of time
when looking for now
in another design.
So often our views
are of other days
so distant in concept
and out of phase.
Life turns its pages
to a different scheme
often as nightmares
of a faded dream.
Look passed the view
and see what’s there
as the dimmer views
are there to compare.
Lessons are learned
as time moves along
and our dimmer views
may see what’s wrong.

©By Bill Pearce
June 8, 2018

Prayer For Life

Struggling through
the waters of life
we might discover
sometimes of strife.
The lack of harmony
in waters ways
as a moment passes
within our days.
A prayer for life
can change the view
from a dusky sight
to a sea of blue.
Let God guide you
as you chug along
learning the truth
of right and wrong.
A prayer can carry
your hearts request,
but only provide
what’s truly the best.
The wages of sin
have different stages
life and its journey
the turning of pages.
Allow the truth
to live and breathe
with a prayer for life
for you to conceive.
Learning lessons
from time and again
a prayer for life
can help you begin.

©By Bill Pearce
June 8, 2018

A Butterfly’s Eyes

We so often view
some blades of grass
as just a time
of which to pass,
but a butterfly
sees another sight
a time of life
for it’s own flight.
Yet we but only
might see weeds
amidst the grass
that time succeeds.
A butterfly’s eyes
see so much more,
for blades of grass
they do adore.
They give a place
for them to rest
their tiny wings
for another quest.
The scenes they see
are great to them
a blade of grass
is like a limb.
Beginning lives
caterpillars style
they then become
wings with a smile.
To flutter within
the low lying skies
this is what’s seen
in a butterfly’s eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
June 8, 2018

Haiku
for June 9, 2018

Now is a version
of the past that is gone now,
hopefully better.

Seasons of flowers
will display their perception
in the days they see.

The middle of life
is as a road with a stripe
to show where to look.

Pages of our times
are written with our actions
and read by others.

Looking too quickly
you might not see the beauty
that passes you by.

Beyond a storm cloud
holds its imagination
to become much more.

Nobody’s ugly,
for it is our perception
that sees ones beauty.

Holding onto life
can sometimes seem so hopeless
as time goes its way.

When bending your words
you can be seen a liar,
for the truth is straight.

Need is for many,
but want is for many more
that are filled with greed.

The style of a rose
is set into a morning
that it awakens.

With our more or less
we tend to over extend
or views on others.

When taking photos
ones might not see the pictures
until they’re reviewed.

Answers are hidden
in the questions that we ask
and answer ourselves.

A mere window scene
might be much more than we think,
as we look away.

Various moments
hold some weeds as their beauty
to prevent mowing.

Lessons from daisies
are taught as our perception
sees much more than weeds.

Looking for favors
one must be willing to give
to receive greatly.

Meaningless thinking
still has its reasons for thought,
for it passes time.

Take time to relax
in a moment of hurry
and answers will come.

Times of fantasy
can become hours of life
that a dreamer dreams.

Nursing a flower
that has lost its will to live
can find life again.

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