ANIMAL’S GREETINGS
Hello my friends
I hope yall are doing well. We’re still among
the living LOL. Winter is slowly overriding
autumn as it keeps getting colder and colder.
Yeppers, we’ve even had snow in the forecast,
but none yet to fall in our area. It’s just a bit
cool right now with a temp of 40 F degrees at
2 PM. Judy just strolled in and so I think it
might be time for me to fix her and I some
breakfast 🙂 I got up before her because my
old body was aching and I wasn’t getting any
sleep anyways. Of course those of you that
may be reading my journal for the first time
may be saying to yourself, 2 PM breakfast!
Yeppers, Judy and I are night owls and we
normally don’t go to bed till early morning.
So, yes we get up around noon and eat our
breakfast. Well we got done with breakfast
and it seems I forgot what I was doing and
began browsing Facebook LOL. So. I’m
back now. I’m listening to some peaceful
music on my PC right now. It helps me to
relax. It’s a pretty day today even if it’s a
little cold. It’s 42 F degrees now at 4 PM.
I think that might be as warm that it gets
today 🙂 Judy and I went and voted early
last Thursday, so that’s done. Now I will
be happy when the political commercials
die off. I’m sick of them. OK next topic.
There are still a few trees hanging onto
their leaves, but most have lost them due
to the high winds that passed through here
a while back and also the fact that it’s that
time of year, but there’s still a few holding
tight. Yes, of course the evergreens are
still with their leaves, limbs and whatnot.
The Christmas tree farms are all getting
ready for the season. We might drive to
take a few pictures of them when the snow
commences. They’re beautiful with snow
on them. Of course, it might be a while
before we can do that. Maybe a few weeks.
Hopefully though we can get some more
rain before all of that begins. We’re still
in dire need of some rain, but I welcome
the snow with open arms :). It is always
so very beautiful with snowflakes floating
down from the sky. As they land one by
one they begin painting pictures upon the
landscape that create art where there was
none before. I call them blessings from
Heaven. Of course that’s until there is
way too much and then it’s a pain from
Hell LOL. Yet for the most part, I love
snow. I’ll be going out to lie in it time
to time using it for an ice pack on my old
aching body hehehe. Yep, it does come
in handy LOL. Judy and I haven’t any
plans for this week. We might do a little
grocery shopping if we find that we need
anything, but that might be all unless
something else comes into the play. Yep,
we plan on taking it easy this week, like
we don’t already do that 🙂 Activities in
this house are left mostly to the dogs 🙂
They keep us busy hehehe. Anyways,
God is still watching over us protecting
us from what He knows we can’t handle.
Thankfully He has sent many angels to
be with us and guide us. Thank You God
for all that You have done for us and all
that You will do. AMEN. Now I believe
it’s time for me to be taking a little read
back on all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a good word or phrase that
I can use for the title for today’s brand
new poem. So, it’s away I go to that lil
place of my recollection that I like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe I found
a decent title just about halfway through
my rambling and now after checking I
see that it has not been used. So, Used
it shall be. Here goes…
Blessings From Heaven
Many see raindrops
as pain from the sky,
but others see it as
help when it’s dry.
Rivers of a lifetime
may need a little rain
blessings from Heaven
and not just complain.
Time may show snow
as flakes fluffy white
then as a blessing
to create a scenic sight.
Formed compilations
the breezes may blow
blessings from Heaven
to display the snow.
Then as it’s melting
it becomes wet again
blessings from Heaven
just like fallen rain.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25, 2020
There ya go. I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling 🙂
So, that’s about all I have for you aside
from continued prayers for my friends
Sara and Sandy. I think I’ve told you
all there is to tell other than what I tell
you every week and that is, I wrote some
more poems and haiku. Yep, 10 more
poems with 4 Christmas poems mixed in.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there. I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
I guess now, it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a blessings
filled week. Remember, Jesus loves you
and we do too. Alrighty then, where is
that ornery switch hiding this time?????
Hmmm, no, that couldn’t be you again
hiding amongst my face masks, could it?
Surely not hehehe, but there ya are LOL.
What’s the matter, did claustrophobia
get the best of you? Hehehe, ya got a
bit buried under there huh. How about
this, try to find a good hiding spot next
time and don’t be stupid. You are silly.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
God bless from Bill, Judy, Benny, Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂
Our Reflections
Some might see
themselves as plain
in their reflections
times they attain.
Yet they might only
be comparing views
looking at others
striving their shoes.
We all have a walk
a subsequent phase
creating reflections
in our life’s waves.
Maybe as a ripple
or maybe a rhyme
reflecting our views
for others to find.
Look where you are
and see every fact
that our reflections
may want to retract.
Look for the good
and bring it in place
with our reflections
a true smiling face.
Open your eyes up
and let in a view
to be our reflections
of love me and you.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19, 2020
Stories Unfold
Created from time
a stage will form
weathered designs
may be reborn.
Found as a ghost
of a yesteryear
times may become
what many fear.
Formed from wood
a weathered array
as a story ones told
of a distant day.
Unleashing times
seconds procure
as old rotten wood
of scenic allure.
Changing the views
from bad to good
is done by learning
what you should.
Seeing the patterns
that can become
a Christmas scene
for a toy drum.
It could be a sight
a manger scene
with holiday style
sweet and serene.
Just like a book
of days of old
Christmas becomes
as stories unfold.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19, 2020
Sky of Illusions
Blue skies above us
become as charades
forming a story
as each cloud fades.
Creating an illusion
of time with words
while it’s depicting
the flight of birds.
Illusions of seconds
the minutes become
opening doorways
to life’s shining sun.
Breathing a breath
of changes galore
while showing times
eyes can explore.
Becoming a rhythm
with a poetic dream
formed up above
within aquamarine.
The sky rearranges
it’s colorful hues
seeming as illusions
of various blues.
Allow your dreams
to discover a phase
moments of life
with magical ways.
Let your mind find
a dream to thrive
in sky of illusions
as a bird flies by.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 20, 2020
Christmas Whispers
Words in a scene
become as a flight
snowflakes falling
each day and night.
Whispers of times
can create a world
of scenic designs
as time is unfurled.
Places with traces
of Christmas views
found in a breeze
that seconds infuse.
Snowflakes dance
like tiny ballerinas
performing life
in winter’s arenas.
Displaying sound
as a peaceful array
Christmas whispers
of wintertime’s day.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 21, 2020
Blessed Memories
Snow filled days
as echoes of style
seen as a dream
of a child’s smile.
Written in flakes
white snow falling
blessed memories
time keeps calling.
Artwork of love
as a seasonal hue
as sounds of life
a wonderful view.
Christmas scenes
may surely become
distant memories
a daughter or son.
Children playing
in winter’s breeze
as time creates
blessed memories.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 21, 2020
Eve of Enchantment
Life finds a moment
that it can enhance
scented with aromas
evenings romance.
Seeming so magical
as it creates a dream
eve of enchantment
a wonderful scene.
Within the sunshine
is a wonderful glow
as yellow to orange
of an evening show.
Painting the skyline
with left over paint
to then by nighttime
become very faint.
The minutes tick on
with so many sights
as minutes entwine
the days and nights.
Seeming enchanted
the sky transforms
unlocking doorways
to seasonal storms.
Maybe a dreamworld
or just a nightmare
as a skyline becomes
a moment of prayer.
Look and find peace
within the displays
eve of enchantment
is a magical phase.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 22, 2020
Summer Surrenders
We might remember
a time and a place
as summer surrenders
what all we embrace.
Unleashing shadows
of wonderful scenes
as summer surrenders
some magical dreams.
Some might discover
some hopeful arrays
as summer surrenders
some fun filled days.
Filled with emotions
of a memory’s song
as summer surrenders
and then it is gone.
Changing to shadows
from now unto then
as summer surrenders
an oncoming wind.
Autumn will awaken
with webs it weaves
as summer surrenders
the falling of leaves.
Time’s just a window
from old to anew
as summer surrenders
the next within view.
Remember the good
when other displays
as summer surrenders
the passing of days.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23, 2020
Venturing Winter
Walking through life
of a seasonal view
time can be found
with a wintery hue.
A snow filled bridge
of a walking essence
displays a phase
a time to commence.
Created by a bridge
of a venturing mind
with winter’s decor
of Christmastime.
Snowy crossroads
to the other side
a wintertime venture
that time’s applied.
Look for the view,
the seasonal signs
when walking across
to other designs.
Let God guide you
and show the reason
as you’re venturing
winter the season.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23, 2020
Sights We See
Seconds ticking
passing views
times we find
green and blues.
The sky above
creates a shroud
formed in time
a passing cloud.
The sights seen
open up doors
some discerned
as time’s actors.
Formed of life
times transcend
as sights we see
around the bend.
Leaving scenes
within a mind
to then become
a time’s design.
Looking deeply
you might see
moments of life
that set you free.
Find the beauty
in each sight
passing scenes
our eyes delight.
Blessings are
as a daily show
sights we see
our times bestow.
God does bestow.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 23, 2020
Memoirs Silo
Time’s a keeper
of many views
sights and sounds
things we choose.
So many things
that we embrace
might be but only
a time or place.
With memories
as seeds of life
we may discover
the good or strife.
Allowing scenes
to enter the mind
continuing on
to points in time.
Forming paths
to thereunto
in our memories
of a magical view.
Find the times
that gave a smile
within the silo
the times compile.
Remember life
of better days
sceneries shadows
heartfelt arrays.
Seek for peace
and help it grow
within your heart
as memoirs silo.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24, 2020
Haiku
for Oct 24, 2020
Essence of a dream
begins with a hopeful mind
and often a prayer.
Sometimes meets doorways
unlocking ventures of time
that might not be good.
Passages of time
can find ways of returning
when they’re not wanted.
Listening for echoes
needs first to have a moment
of which to echo.
Fields of perspective
will bloom from within our eyes
as we look around.
Pictures on a wall
might be hung by only nails,
but their beauty thrives.
Hearts beating of anger
can become as dynamite
just waiting to blow.
The heat of summer
becomes wishes for winter
and then more complaints.
Looking for the good
while the bad is all you find,
many close their eyes.
Autumn leaves may die,
but they give us many colors
to take pictures of.
Letters to the heart
can be written within words
and shared with loved ones.
Anger only grows
when it’s fueled with memories
that you should let go.
Playing a fools game
as you argue with liars
can leave you in pain.
Living in the past
can create a wall of time
that becomes regret.
The minutes may pass,
but still leave portions of time
that can be relived.
Regretful are ones
that never listen to facts
and only hear lies.
Moments recorded
can become a glimpse of time
we can watch again.
Challenging liars
only exposes their truth
as they then compete.
Now gives us chances
that many may pass on by
looking back sadly.
Seasons of winter
give many the sight of snow
and some only grass.
Beyond the blue sky
holds a future of beliefs
and times of wonder.
Echoes will return
as the recording begins
and faintly repeats.
©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24, 2020
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