Hello my friends

I hope all of the dads had a wonderful
Father’s Day last Sunday.  Mine wasn’t
that great being I was terribly sick and
barely amongst the living.  Judy had to
practically carry me to bed.  I could not
stand up.  That’s the reason you didn’t
hear from me last Sunday :).  Anyways,
I’m much better now.  So onwards with
the journal.  We were with well problems
for almost 2 weeks.  Our landlord though
has finally gotten it fixed.  The well is for
all 4 of the mobile homes.  The pump was
going out and had to be reset every hour
on the hour for us to have any water.
Thank God that’s over with.  It’s quite a
walk out to the well house.  LOL Yes I
know,  I need the exercise :),  but it was
not doing me any good last weekend with
me not being able to walk without falling.
One of our new neighbors tried to keep the
pump reset for me as much as he was able.
He knew I was in bad shape.  Life goes on.
Our landlord got onto us about our dogs
barking,  but I think it has to do with all
of the problems he has been having around
here with the well pump and other tenants
being he has never had a problem with the
boys barking to come in before and we’ve
had them for over 5 years LOL.  Milo used
to bark to come inside when he was done
outside just the same as Rocky does hehehe.
Benny is content with sitting on the porch
or under the car watching life go on until
we let him back inside.  Oh well,  hopefully
things will get back to normal around here
now that the well is operational again,  but
time will tell if the new neighbors stay or
go.  Judy and I actually sort of prefer to
not have any neighbors.  We kind of like
the quietness and privacy.  OK next topic.
We finally got new tires,  brakes and rotors
put on our car and got it inspected.  It’s
ready for another year of Maine weather.
I bought an air conditioner recharger for
our cars air conditioner,  not that we use
the AC that much up here when driving 🙂
Most of the time I have my window open
and I’m taking pictures of all the scenery
while Judy’s driving.  For instance,  the
high for today is 75 F and the forecast for
the week has tomorrow’s high of 70 F as
the same for the rest of the week with a
couple of days with a high of 72 F.  Yep,
the weather up here is nothing compared
to Texas or the other southern states LOL.
I do not miss that heat.  Though,  it will
get a bit warmer beginning around the
middle of July,  being July is the hottest
month up here,  to where in Texas August
is the hottest month.  I’ve got our AC in
here set on dehumidifier right now and it
can almost freeze you out just with that
settings alone brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr LOL.
So what else is going on around this place?
Well,  we’re still scheduled to get our dogs
hair groomed this week.  Hopefully the
boys don’t give the lady too much of a
problem.  I cannot wait to see them with
their hair trimmed nice and tidy hehehe.
We’ll post pictures of them on Facebook
when she’s done 🙂  Judy’s sister gave her
a Fitbit and she’s been keeping tabs on
her food intake and exercise.  She has
even finally uncovered the treadmill and
began using it every day.  As soon as I get
back to feeling more like myself,  I’ll be
using it,  but then I do a lot of walking
outside.  We’re planning on taking the
boys for a field trip tomorrow (Monday)
after she gets back from her doctors visit
in Bangor.  I might go out and run around
with the boys/dogs a bit before she gets
home.  Yep,  we live an exciting life hehehe.
We have our share of problems,  but all in
all,  God pulls us through.  Problems hit
us all from different sides of the fence,  but
none the less it’s the owner of the problems
that has their own perspective on them and
views them as such.  Tomorrow’s journey
is a pathway  to the unpredictable,  for we
can only guess and do the best we can with
now and today.  So,  with that said I guess
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.
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 have
found a decent title just a few lines back
and now after checking I see that I have not
used it yet,  which freaking surprises me for
the simplicity of the word LOL.  OK,  so I
hope I can write something that makes sense
using it hehehe.  Here goes nothing LOL.


Life is a window
that we look through
some seeing differently
the things that we view.
Time’s a perspective
that comes as a phase
written in lifestyles
of so many ways.
Shattered are dreams
that so many will strive
when lost in perspective
of how to stay alive.
Seek for the life light
of Heaven above
find the right perspective
in your life then thereof
Don’t allow your sight
to become only gray
as your own perspective
gets lost in the day.
Let God and His angels
to guide you on through
to a better perspective
of your daily view.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 25,  2017

There ya go.  🙂 I know it’s not much of a
poem,  but it’s what came to me.  So if you
didn’t understand it or like it,  then maybe
it wasn’t for you.  Maybe next week it will
be for you.  Only God knows.  So,  hmm,
I wonder,  is there anything else that I need
to tell you aside from the regular?  Oh yea,
our good friend at Graham’s Redemption
center where we return all of our cans and
what not,  passed away.  He was 3 years
younger than Judy and I.  Please put his
wife and kids in your prayers.  His wife is
continuing on with the Redemption center
being that is their only form of income.  He
will most surely be missed.  I thought of him
as family.  Such a wonderful man.  I feel
sad for his wife.  She was in tears when we
stopped to return cans the other day.  I did
the best I could to try and cheer her up,  but
most know that in instances such as these
the only thing you can do is pray for them.
Oh yea,  something else.  I finally got done
with book 4 of Pearce’s Poetry Pictures and
Judy and I spent most of yesterday evening
getting it all put together and uploaded to
the site for it to be reviewed and then when
they send me an OK and link to it,  I’ll go
and buy a proof copy to check it out myself.
Then if I find it is ready for publication,
I’ll OK it and it will be for sell along with
the others.  I’ll let ya know when it’s ready.
So,  OK,  now I believe it’s time for me to
tell you what I tell you almost every week
of course aside from last week LOL and
that is hehehe,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  LOL many of them are from
the week prior to this passed week though.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with an added 11
with 1 being sort of Christmassy HoHoHo.
I also 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 blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Ok now,  where is that
silly off switch hiding at this week?  He
had an extra week to look for a good place
to hide this time LOL.  I think I see him
in my bag of greeting cards as the bag’s
seeming to be leaning just a bit more than
it was before due to weight of the cards 🙂
Yep,  I see ya.  Why don’t you try hiding
in a spot next time that is not right square
in front of me or thereabouts hehehehehe.
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 books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+11 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂


As life becomes
a scene to see
it also becomes
a mystery.
Plants that grow
as scents detail
and foods to eat
with pungent smell.
This is life
a moments mind
a scene or smell
we often find.
Even the texture
that life displays
is like Allium
in its ways.
A pungent smell
or taste of life
will often cut you
like a knife.
Yet the moment
of which you see
might become
the best to be.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12,  2017

Suddenly Scenes

Just but a dream
of then but a time
can become a scene
of a wondrous design.
Seen oh so suddenly
life is portrayed
sometimes within us
the waters to wade.
A simple field
of a memory
can become as a time
that we wish to see.
Some distant horses
watching time pass
as they are standing
and eating the grass.
Suddenly scenes
become such a phase
a moment recorded
of our distant days.
As but a blessing
from a story book
the pages are found
just seeking a look.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12,  2017

Another Look

Life as Heaven
are times displayed
as sights are given
so softly laid.
God’s own beauty
as a certain sight
another look
with left and right.
We tend to sway
so many thoughts
as another look
gets surely lost.
Many dimensions
ours to perceive
Heavenly blessings
are hope to weave.
Another look
brings time to life
a scene so serene
as lesser of strife.
Time is a blessing
that’s often mistook
so we might need
yet another look.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12,  2017

Monochrome Skies

Living reflections
of waves that roll
an ocean is found
a momentous goal.
Underneath scenes
of monochrome skies
they are reflected
in a dreamers eyes.
Sounds of the waves
are as Heaven’s peace
with monochrome skies
to give their release.
A couple might stand
and enjoy the view
as the ocean and skies
display such a hue.
Monochrome scenes
with waves rolling in
as dim clouds above
play Heaven’s violin.
Love and emotion
the seas ebb and rise
as the waves roll in
with monochrome skies.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12,  2017

Signs Of Life

Scenes of green
and colors within
are found displayed
as seasons begin.
Spring to flourish
summer to shine
signs of life
a wondrous design.
Life is transferred
in many things
as grasses will grow
and birdies will sing.
Life is a pattern
that’s put into place
as signs of life
filled full of grace.
Just like a doorway
a turnstile of peace
the signs of life
give us their release.
Displayed as stages
counted so true
the signs of life
display a new view.
Often a vision
a sign of a dream
seasons will display
a wonderful scene.
The signs of life
are beauty divine
things remembered
a wonderful time.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14,  2017

Imagination Nation

Charismatic clouds
float with the breeze
telling their stories
of oceans and seas.
Creating pictures
of a scenic divine
imagination nation
moments entwined.
Painted with life
a cloud filled dream
ones imagination
might see a stream.
Flowing up above
in the sky faraway
imagination nation
is a magical day.
Seen as an ocean
waves tried and true
ones imagination
can create a view.
A moment recorded
a skyline plantation
this is what can be
imagination nation.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14,  2017

Old Point Of View

Seconds of weather
become as a time
an old point of view
of a distant design.
Life may have faded
and left in its place
an old point of view
of a somebody’s face.
Time may of gathered
while displaying pain,
an old point of view
of a time and again.
Life is a farmhouse
of wood colored life
painted as memories,
some filled with strife.
An old point of view
might be all it is
for you might surely
be a little amiss.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14,  2017

Evening Falls

The day finds end
and time moves on
as sunshine fades
and soon is gone.
Found as shadows
are sights to see
as evening falls
on you and me.
Within the settings
the sun’s surmise
it’s time to go
and fade the skies.
Leaving glimmers
of each detail
the evening falls
to let stars sail.
The moon appears
with it’s large face
as evening falls
with Heavens grace.
Then the starlight
through the clouds
tells a story
words to browse.
For the sunshine
seeks the west
to find another
place to rest.
As evening falls
and becomes night
the stars above
shine very bright.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14,  2017

Cherry Blossoms

Living colors
as the clouds
cherry blossoms
time endows.
White and pink
are trees of style
often seen
to give a smile.
They are often
called sukura
cherry blossoms
life much purer.
Some as paintings
life to see
found as clouds
amidst a tree.
Seasons display
scenes so awesome
that of colors
cherry blossoms.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15,  2017

Times Unfold

Old to new
found now today
life begins
to fade away.
Times unfold
as memories
life’s displayed
within the trees.
Many scenes
will come alive
a page in time
that does survive.
Times unfold
to new desires
many scenes
a mind transpires.
Life’s a journey
new to old
found on days
that times unfold.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15,  2017

Ocean Of Dawn

Pictures taken
upon the beach
display a life
within ones reach.
Waves of life
that gently roll
become a path
for ones to stroll.
Ocean of dawn
becomes a theme
a life partaken
like a dream.
One might stand
to catch a breeze
in their pictures
of the seas.
They photograph
as waves roll on
the life and time
ocean of dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15,  2017

Breath Of Heaven

Looking through
an open path
I found a scene
to surely last.
It came to life
within my eyes
this view I saw
beneath the skies.
A mountainscape
of Earthly love
a breath of Heaven
from above.
The scene I saw
was history
this mountaintop
my eyes could see.
I brought it home
in a photograph
a breath of Heaven
from the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15,  2017

Sky’s Reflection

Many days ago
in fondest of views
I saw a reflection
in wonderful hues.
The sky’s reflection
was a scenic sight
with life awakened
reflections of light.
A bird is walking
with a magical gaze
while I am standing
watching the waves.
The sky’s reflection
is scented so sweet
as a mere moment
waves at my feet.
It’s but a story
a rhythm of rhyme
the sky’s reflection
of Heaven’s design.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15,  2017

Ready To Sail

Seen on the shoreline
a ship readies way
a journey a lifestyle
on one distant day.
It’s but a shadow
of yesterdays dreams
ready to sail
to life’s fishing scenes.
Time’s but a moment
that came into place
as ones seek to sail
to oceanic space.
Weighing the anchor
for seas of beyond
beginning a journey
for life to move on.
Time is of clockwork
as the waters inhale
breathing in lifestyles
now ready to sail.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22,  2017

The Well Of Life

Living breathing
heartbeats find
life is furthered
time to time.
The situations
come and go
bringing choices
high and low.
The well of life
is there to pull
living essence
filling full.
Let the moments
find their place
the well of life
with saving grace.
Find the waters
pouring strong
in the well
of mornings dawn.
Allow the minutes
that arrive
to fill you with
the well of life.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22,  2017

Silhouette Summer

The hot summers heat
displays with a sight
some scenes well hidden
from summers sunlight.
Found in a threshold
of lifetimes disdain
some plants might hide
just awaiting the rain.
Silhouette summer
is a seasonal stage
filled with creations
of age unto age.
Green leaves to blossom
and give forth their due
as daisies put forth
their wonderful view.
Time is a doorway
that swings to and fro
giving the flowers
a season to grow.
Each life is as if
it has its own drummer
displayed as a moment
silhouette summer.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22,  2017

A Flower’s Life

Like a flower
life will bloom
seasons journey
times attune.
With a blossom
time will be
a flower’s life
to surely see.
We are also
seen to show
a flower’s life
and how we grow.
Certain moments
ones perceive
might be turning
of the leaves.
Counted seasons
bring to light
all that’s wrong
and all that’s right.
Like a mirror
time displays
as reflections
of our ways.
On the days
of by and by
our life blooms
a flower’s life.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22,  2017

Wending Away

Miles we’ve driven
time’s displayed
the winding roads
that life has made.
As a mere journey
thereto and back
wending away
might seem off track.
Minutes and hours
gather their speed
giving the lessons
that we daily need.
Some as a season
and some as a trail
as we wend away
lifestyles set sail.
Seeking the blessings
on down the road
many will falter
with life’s heavy load
Often our journeys
will seem a bit gray
as we are traveling
wending away.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 23,  2017

The Gardening Table

I now remember
those sweet days of old
with my grandparents
a life to unfold.
Gardening side by side
we gathered crop
and when we were done
put it on the tabletop.
The gardening table
awaited our gain
all that we gathered
before season’s rain.
Life was a blessing
as each day was found
with me in the garden
knees on the ground.
Me either planting
or harvesting crop
with my grandparents
and never to stop.
The best I could do
and all I was able
to provide us with food
on the gardening table.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 23,  2017

Pier And Time

Calmness on one side
waves on another
finds then a place
for a time to discover.
Footsteps as stories
written in a rhyme
find a few doorways
in a pier and time.
Waves as a sentence
repeating a path
ones on a journey
with a ocean of class.
Time is a novel
that often comes true
then with some wording
creates a new view.
Scenes such as waters
waves of design
find then a portal
of a pier and time.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 23,  2017

Winter Memories

The passing of time
on an old country road
displays such a scene
of a Christmas bestowed.
Seasonal settings
with snow on the ground
those winter memories
with a seasonal sound.
Songs on the radio
playing sweet tunes
Christmastime blessings
then to come soon.
While one day driving
seeking for a sight
we came across moments
of a Christmas delight.
Many winter memories
came into view
as an old snowy barn
with the whitest of hue.
It spoke out as memoirs
with shadows it cast
of its winter memories
now from the past.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 23,  2017

for Jun 16,  2017

Beyond the sunrise
is a moment to behold
and find the blessings.

The length of a day
gets lost in our perceptions
and creates a void.

Living in a dream
there will often emerge lies
that grew from wanting.

Hate is a feeling
that’s often spawned from egos
that grew from the past.

Time in a bottle
will often sail like a ship
in oceans of waves.

Thought without thinking
is often filled with despair
just like loose cannons.

The last rose will bloom
and then autumn will begin
colorful changes.

Life is a doorway
that swings as a pendulum
as lifestyles unite.

Love is perception
with the way that ones choose friends
and choose enemies.

A page out of now
might find its way inside life
of our tomorrows.

Senseless are players
that don’t know when to give up
and admit defeat.

Dandelions grow
with the lifestyles of a weed,
but seen as flowers.

A soapy shower
might leave some scum in places
that you cannot see.

Nearing a stop sign
many will only slow down
just to read the sign.

Distance is a glance
when seen from wanted travel
and where you’re happy.

Spring flowers will bloom
as summertime soon follows
to flourish more life.

Seeds of a moment
are the chances we can have
if they are nourished.

A painting of life
can mimic what someone sees
or what they dream of.

Decisions of time
find the seconds adding up
to our good and bad.

Morning brings secrets
to be seen and acknowledged
or be washed away.

Life’s bewilderment’s
are the scenes that come in view
that do not make sense.

Evening brings the stars
to say goodbye to the sun
and hello to night.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 16,  2017

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Let Your Focus


Hello my friends

Well another week has come and gone
bringing summer into view.  Today has
been one of our hottest.  The high for
today is supposed to be 92 F and right
now it’s 89 F.  Although after today it’s
back to the 60’s and 70’s for a while 🙂
Yep,  the weather up here is more to my
likings compared to Texas 🙂  It doesn’t
look like it will be reaching to 90 degree
mark.  Right now it’s 88 F at 4:40 PM 🙂
Yep,  I don’t miss the triple digit weather
that I remember oh so well when I lived
in Texas LOL.  Though I do get tired
of snow after a 4 or 5 months of it in
wintertime LOL,  but for the most part
I love it being it creates many picture
taking moments.  Also Benny loves the
snow and Rocky kind of likes it too 🙂
Watching those boys bouncing around
in the snow is a sight to see.  I will often
go out and play with them in the snow,
tossing snowballs for them to chase LOL.
Yep,  I should of been born up here :).
The weather more suits me.  So,  next
topic.  Well,  Judy has been painting
a lot more pictures.  She’s done quite
a few abstract.  Right now she’s been
busy working on another children’s book
titled The Adventures Of Benny and Milo.
I’m sure the next book will be including
Rocky.  Judy and I are quite the team.
She paints and I write poetry, often using
her paintings 🙂  Right now I have our
portable AC running in here.  We won’t
need it long.  By 8 PM it’s should be in
the 70’s then the 60’s by 10 PM.  LOL
tomorrow’s high is supposed to be 68 F.
Next topic.  It looks like our landlord
is having all of the mobile homes fixed
up around here.  I’ll be glad when they
get started on ours.  Our neighbors have
BIG dogs,  but they seem to love our
little boys.  Although Benny is the only
one that wants to play with them.  Rocky
is shy and doesn’t like to be around them.
He might work through it,  but if not then
that’s OK too.  It’s not like it’s the end of
the world LOL.  Little Rocky is needing
a haircut bad,  but we tried and it was
just too much for us.  We called a week
or so ago to get him and Benny set up
with an appointment with the groomer.
Unfortunately it’s not scheduled until
the 29th of this month.  Hopefully she
has a cancellation and can get them in
earlier.  She’s very reasonable priced 🙂
Then we can trim it,  off and on through
the summer and then let their hair grow
back for winter to keep them warm when
they go out to potty or to play.  We’ve
got a bunch of sweaters and raincoats
for them,  but they don’t do that great
of a job LOL.  Benny is always trying
to yank Rocky’s sweater off of him 🙂
Not intentionally,  but in play time LOL.
They love to romp and play and they’re
often heard running throughout the house
playing chase.  Yes,  they do tend to get
on our nerves from time to time hehehe,
but for the most part,  we love it.  They
are our boys 🙂  We thank God for these
boys every day.  LOL Ok maybe not on
the days that they are more ornery than
usual,  but most of the time hehehehe.
So often we each we will forget the good
times and only remember the bad times.
Let your focus to remember the bad times
as lessons and the good times as blessings.
Of course they are both blessings,  but
it is often hard to count the bad times as
blessings.  None the less,  they are.  Now
I believe it’s time for me to be looking
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
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  Hmm,
it looks like I may have found a decent
title just a few lines back and now after
checking I see that it has not been used
yet.  So,  it’s away we go…….

Let Your Focus

Wanting minutes
might complain
about the moments
falling rain.
Yet the rain clouds
times display
might be needed
another day.
Let your focus
not just see
trials of pain
in your history.
Look for blessings
that came around
giving views for
sight and sound.
Let your focus
be more clear
seeing what that
is so dear.
Life and heartbeats
brings to view
the light of day
God gave to you.
Let your focus
to now be seen
as God’s blessings
clear blue stream.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 11,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem.
Also I hope you enjoyed all my rambling.
I do tend to ramble don’t I hehehehehehe!
Both of the boys are in here lying in the
floor right between Judy and I.  Rocky is
lying on my chair legs.  I’m always afraid
I’ll roll over him LOL.  I did by accident
the other day,  but he wasn’t hurt.  I think
I just scared him 🙂  Maybe pinched his
ear.  But he’s gotta learn that daddy can’t
always look back to see if he’s there LOL.
My neck hurts too bad.  He’s learning.
There’s not much else to yammer about 🙂
It looks like it’s time for me to tell you
what I tell you almost every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poetry and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with an added
LOL drum roll please drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm
12.  LOL I know,  that’s a lot of poems.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of the
haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I believe it’s time once again
for me to begin my search for that off
switch that is so bad at hiding,  but not
before I wish you an awesome weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Okie dokie,  where is
that confounded off switch trying to hide
this week?  LOL I use the word hide very
loosely hehehe.  Hmmmm,  what is that
I see behind my software bag?  Could it
possibly be a monster?  LOL nope it’s
that silly off switch poking his head up
to see if I can see him.  Yeppers I see ya.
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 books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+12 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Alternate Universe

Within our world
lives many things
moments recorded
and alternate scenes.
Time’s but a second
that lives in our view
scenes as heartbeats
timeless so true.
An alternate universe
might show so clear
the sights and sounds
of our yesteryear.
Yet but a moment
of our scenery
might have been done
in ones history.
Then in the making
with moments adverse
there might be life in
an alternate universe.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5,  2017

A Plowed Field

With sun so bright
and clouds above
a field is seen
a farmers love.
Rows so straight
as soil awaits
the seasons time
it so elates.
A plowed field
is alive in view
amidst the days
of each anew.
The sun so bright
gives of the need
sunlight bright
for every seed.
Then the clouds
will give their yield
a summer’s day
in a plowed field.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5,  2017

Cookout Of Summer

Seasoned with life
with a touch of style
a cookout of summer
will make you smile.
Time in the evening
and smell of barbecue
a cookout of summer
is the best thing to do.
Cooking up burgers
and other things to eat
a cookout of summer
is a real fine treat.
Smelling the charcoal
as it wafts in the air
brings forth the season
with a barbecue flair.
A cookout of summer
is a time I perceive
a momentous journey
for passion to weave.
A time as an echo
of seasons own smile
a cookout of summer
a wonderful while.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5,  2017

Two Dogs Stroll

Paths in springtime
lives embrace,
two dogs stroll
and often race.
They most always
are together
strolling running
seasons weather.
Brotherly love
of four pawed lives
two dogs stroll
under sunny skies.
They go searching
high and low
finding places
they can stroll.
Seeking pathways
left and right
two dogs stroll
with their delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5,  2017

A Cloudy Scene

When troubles come
and problems grow
a cloudy scene
is sure to show.
The view of then,
might not be clear
a cloudy scene
you see and hear.
Look for peaceful
within the clouds
and find blessings
times arouse.
A cloudy scene
might be a place,
a time for prayerful
and God’s grace.
Look for hillsides
within your view
of a cloudy scene
in a sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6,  2017

Walk Of Life

Our own pathways
might be laid
by some others
that they made.
The walk of life
is a story told
times remembered
young to old.
Take a journey
on your own
a walk of life
a seed you’ve sewn.
Let the lessons
fall in place
as your footsteps
you embrace.
Use the lessons
others learned
or you’ll find ones
you have earned.
The walk of life
is time to yield
found within
your journeys field.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6,  2017

Rest A While

When your life is
not at best
you might need to
have some rest.
Find a place
or time to seek
and rest a while
when you are weak.
Let the minutes
find your gain
as you walk with
times attain.
Rest a while
as life goes on
and let sometimes
to move along.
Then when rested
find your place
in the footsteps
daily race.
Yet when withered
times compile
take a breather
rest a while.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6,  2017

Autumn Dreams

Those memories
of colored leaves
are what my mind
right now perceives.
The seasons show
that comes alive
becomes as colors
low and high.
With every sight
the leaves display
my autumn dreams
come out to play.
Found as journeys
far and wide
a seasons style
an awesome ride.
With the colors
red to gold
my autumn dreams
are stories told.
The leaves become
as special scenes
the flavors of
my autumn dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6,  2017

Rabbit’s House

A garden that’s filled
with carrots and more
will then become
as a rabbit’s store.
Free for the taking
if he isn’t seen
a home in the garden
is a rabbits cuisine.
His home is really near
as a wonderful view
the rabbit’s house
with carrots to chew.
He tends to the garden
as he then will browse
living out the days
in a rabbit’s house.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 7,  2017

Portrait Of Love

Our boys remain
our daily joy
as they play
with each dog toy.
They run around
and smile away
seasons sun
each doggy day.
A portrait of love
we do embrace
as these two
will run and race.
They’re our boys
a gift from above
that’s now esteemed
a portrait of love.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 7,  2017

Life Is

Scenes we see
with colorful hues
life is within
those daily views.
A flower to bloom
of yellow to gaze
life is a moment
found in our days.
Maybe a journey
of words in a book
life is the pages
timeless to look.
Points of perception
become such to see
as life is a stage
to be what will be.
A yellow flower
can give you a smile
as life is a moment
heartbeats compile.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 7,  2017

Summer’s Sight

Passing scenes
a roads display
finds a sight
a summer’s day.
A summer’s sight
that time reveals
is on a drive
with rolling wheels.
Yellow flowers
show their view
a summer’s sight
from old to new.
Clouds all gather
finding phrase
building stories
summer’s days.
Life’s a doorway
swinging fast
showing seasons
moving past.
As were driving
down the road
summer’s sight
is Heaven’s load.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 8,  2017

Whispering Silently

Galaxy matrix
a sight in the stars
finds many planets
that seem like ours.
Sounds as echoes
are slight as can be
planets all gather
and whisper to me.
Speaking of volumes
a scientist view
found telescopic
with our planet blue.
Saturn’s own rings
are timeless around
whirling and twirling
without not a sound.
All of the planets
become such a sight
whispering silently
deep in the night.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 8,  2017

Just A View

A simple scene
of days gone by
displays a frame
a cloudy sky.
Maybe a barn
with cows within
a simple time
that did begin.
It’s just a view
of passing days
spoken with life
in wondrous ways.
A country mile
of timeless roads
becomes a time
that life bestows.
It’s but a scene
a time come true
that has become
but just a view.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 8,  2017

Canvas Of Snow

Textured as pictures
that minutes remind,
time is a canvas
that many will find.
Often prismatic
as icicles hang
a wintertime scene
is not to refrain.
Look for the seconds
that canvas details
and see the moments
as it then exhales.
White snow of winter
begins its parade
a momentous dream
that Heaven has laid.
Through the mirror
of yesterdays scene,
you might remember
a December dream.
Remember the times
you saw all the glow
when you were a child
in a canvas of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 8,  2017

Stranger Worlds

Life is perception
what we realize
stars and planets
within our eyes.
Stranger worlds
that we now know
the scenic signs
our minds bestow.
The starry skies
of nights we see
are really just
our history.
Stranger worlds
we’ve realized
an age of life
that God devised.
Life of dreams
that time unfurls
is found within
the stranger worlds.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 9,  2017

Billowy White

Sometimes a scene
is the darkest to see,
a time we have found,
a time then to be.
Yet through darkness
is billowy white,
the hopes and dreams
awaiting our sight.
Our skies might hold
abundance of rain,
the times we’ve seen
to drive us insane.
Yet as but a moment
this too shall pass,
to lose the darkness
in shadows we cast.
Giving our pathways
a much better plan,
life is a journey
we do hand in hand.
Time is a blessing
with Heaven’s delight
seen through darkness
to billowy white.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 9,  2017

Washed Ashore

Lost in waters
found afloat
we might find
a sinking boat.
Rudders busted
and no oars
floating near
some rocky shores.
Life then beckons
for a change
time to seek
and rearrange.
Make a search
to find a plan
a better life
to understand.
Seek for God
through futures door
and don’t be
just washed ashore.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 9,  2017

The Fishing’s Done

As life moves on
and seasons shine
ones head out
to seek a sign.
A fishing place
of timeless hue
as they sail
to sights anew.
The motor roaring
sounds of life
pushing through
just like a knife.
Cutting waters
to the place
their rods and reels
they do embrace.
But with evenings
setting sun
life’s ashore,
the fishing’s done.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 10,  2017

Statue Of Fall

Leaves of life
give their display
down to Earth
from day to day.
Colors changing
leaving style
a statue standing
times compile.
Life’s a moment
gathered true
autumn leaves
within the view.
There’s a statue
stood to see
changing seasons
given free.
This is pictured
autumns call
stood to show
statue of fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 10,  2017

Like A Butterfly

Life is like
a butterfly
a scene to see
of Earth and sky.
Life becomes
a memory
a smell to smell
and sight to see.
Time is painted
colorful hues
that become
our daily views.
Though we often
look away
and never see
the great display.
Find the views
a summer sky
the beauty like
a butterfly.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 10,  2017

Evening Speaks

Pleasurable scenery,
life on a stage
displays the minutes
the passing of age.
Seeming as shadows
our timeless becomes
words of a doorway
the bright evening sun.
Memories exploding
as blessings of time
become our photos
of an evening design.
As evening speaks
it gives many words
a blue sky about it
that its time infers.
It might remind of
a time frame within
living and breathing
as life once again.
An old barn standing
might  have a few leaks
but it’s still important
as evening speaks.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 10,  2017

for Jun 10,  2017

Life is like a rose
as it blooms and then it dies
to become much more.

Seasons of sunsets
display their very own view
of the end of day.

Need is a moment
that fills many perspectives
what want really is.

Length of emotions
is the vision that ones see
and their importance.

Looking passed today
could find you in confusion
for what you don’t know.

Meaningful chatter
might be discerned as useless
if ones don’t listen.

Counting the minutes
will only make them longer,
so enjoy the time.

A class act person
can often be a liar
hiding what that’s true.

Countless are the stars
as they twinkle up above
giving many dreams.

Stood in a puddle
there remains chance for a splash
with too much movement.

Lost in a rain cloud
some lightning might strike you hard,
but it too shall pass.

Visions of springtime
are often misconceptions
of reality.

The leaves of autumn
become as painters of life
that entwine colors.

Disowned relations
can become clearly perceived
that you should own up.

Truth is illusion
when the truth is not complete
filled with deception.

Within a river
flows many different views
that are well hidden.

The best of the best
is also with many flaws,
for life’s not flawless.

The length of a road
does not give its importance
for it’s how it’s viewed.

A breath of morning
displays a chance for new life
that we can find peace.

Life is importance
filled with many views to see
and some tossed away.

Birds of summertime
seek for shade within the trees
to sing many songs.

Without a heartbeat
our flesh would be without life,
but spirits live on.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 10,  2017

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We Shall See


Hello my friends

Well to begin with it looks as though
we may have some new neighbors,  but
for how long hehehe we shall see.  We
have had people come and go and some
leave in less than a month.  So,  we shall
see LOL.  Benny and Rocky aren’t used
to neighbors and they keep barking every
time they hear them make a noise hehehe.
One of our neighbors has a little girl and
she loves our boys (Benny and Rocky) 🙂
The weather has been rather nice.  We’ve
done a few field trips with the boys.  The
bugs haven’t been too bad,  at least not
yet.  The black flies are growing abundant,
but the days we took a walk in the field
the wind was blowing pretty good and it
was keeping the flies at bay LOL.  The
boys loved it.  They were both grinning
ear to ear.  Although,  Rocky is still with
a lot of hair on him and we have tried to
give him a haircut,  but it’s hard,  being
Judy and I are not in the best of shape
to bend over and cut his hair,  so I got
on the phone and made an appointment
with a dog groomer.  Now he and Benny
will finally have decent hair cuts hehehe.
It will cost a bit,  but it’s worth it to us
to not have to hurt our backs trying to
bend over and hold them while trying
to cut their hair.  After the groomer
gets done it will be a little easier for us
to keep it trimmed.  Of course we always
let their hair grow out during the cold
winter months so to keep them warm.
Benny does love to play in the snow 🙂
Rocky is not as crazy about the snow,
but he does love to play in it with his
big little brother hehehe.  There hasn’t
been much going on around here other
than the regular,  but Judy has begun
remodeling our computer room.  She’s
ordered some shelves to put up in here
so to give us a little more room.  There
isn’t much space in here.  It’s a small
room.  No matter,  I’m sure as  Judy
gets done with it,  we’ll have a little
more space.  So,  what else is going on
at the Pearce’s Place?  Well,  not much
other than my continued writing and
Judy’s painting along with a her many
crafts hehehe.  We lead such an exciting
life huh LOL.  I’m taking the car to get
it inspected tomorrow.  I might pick us
up some donuts at Dunkin Donuts while
I’m in town 🙂 or not LOL.  We shall see.
Nope there’s not much else going on at
the Pearce’s Place.  The boys are excited
to meet our neighbors dog,  but we’re
not in a hurry about that.  They have
a BIG DOG.  Our landlord is mowing
now.  It makes it a bit hard to think.
Oh well,  life goes on.  We’re having
hot dogs right now.  I’m eating while
I’m writing.  God has been good to us as
always.  We do though have our share
of rough times,  but nothing that we
can’t make it through with God’s help.
I guess that’s all of the rambling for
now and so it’s time for me to begin my
search 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.  I think I found a
good title just a few lines back and now
after checking I see that I have not used
it yet.  So,  as Jackie Gleason would say
on the Honey Mooners,  “Away we go”.

We Shall See

Time is a moment
awaiting to be
a minute a second
that we shall see.
The future is opened
with time to begin
as we make echoes
of where all we’ve been.
Often our journey’s
will twist and turn
while we shall see
what all we will learn.
The lessons in a day
might seem very small,
but when looking back
you’ll see them all.
The things we’ve done
and left debris
will become the times
that we shall see.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 4,  2017

There ya go.  I hope that made sense to
you.  Also I hope you enjoyed all of my
rambling hehehe.  If ya didn’t,  then at
least it pacified a moment of your life
that you would of otherwise been just
staring out into space LOL.  The mowers
are still going outside.  Making a bunch
of racket,  but I obviously managed to
write anyways LOL.   There’s not much
else to tell ya other that what I tell you
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems with of course an added
few,  9 to be exact hehehe.  So that ups
the count to 19.  There is 1 Christmas
poem in the mix.  I also wrote 22 more
haiku for all of the haiku lovers out
there 🙂  I hope you are able to find 1
or 2 of either or both that you like.
Now, I guess it’s time for me to start
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.  Ok with that said,  where
is that infamous off switch trying
to hide this week?  Trying to hide
behind my goofy Halloween glasses
again are ya?  Might of worked,  but
the eyeballs kept moving telling me
that something must be moving them.
Yeppers,  there ya be.  Try harder
next time will ya.  Pick a new spot 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+9 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Tiny Garden

Life is flourished
times unfold,
tiny garden
stories told.
Scenic moments
fall in place
of God’s blessings
to embrace.
Tiny garden
fills the needs
from the smallest
planted seeds.
Scenes of grandeur
found so small
tiny garden
stands so tall.
Giving sustenance
breath of air
tiny garden
answers prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

A Winter Scene

With clouds of gray
and snow of white
a winter scene
displays its sight.
A page of wonder
from life’s storybook
a winter scene
with a shivery look.
Cold winds blowing
bring forth a day
a winter scene
with clouds of gray
It entails a vision,
a Christmassy theme
found as a picture
of a winter scene.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

Message Out To Sea

Ones words might float
in a bottle of time
searching for a person
to fit in their design.
A message out to sea
of lives that live within
filling hopes and dreams
with true love to begin.
Waves of life might roll
and display times of toil,
but a message out to sea
may land on hopeful soil.
As the bottle’s floating
it might find rocky seas
as the human waves
find times of ones disease.
It is but just a morsel
of a distant point of view,
seasons filled with wonder
sought for something new.
Yet the bottle floats on
as heartbeats with a key
true life and emotion
a message out to sea.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

Frozen View

A frozen lake
begins its day
keeping waters
beneath at bay.
Ice upon it
this frozen view
is found displayed
as a whitish hue.
The lake still lives
with fish below
beneath the ice
and fallen snow.
This is a moment
that’s standing still
a frozen view
that times reveal.
Winter’s concealed
the waters of blue
beneath the ice
with a frozen view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

Flavors Of Life

As a reflection
our lives might seem
timeless emotions
the past we’ve seen.
Flavors of life
are tastebuds of time
found as a moment
that seconds refine.
Times we remember
as distant memories
standing on the dock
just feeling the breeze.
Our dogs just looking
seeing reflections
flavors of life
in timeless connections.
As but a moment
a place comes alive
found as remembered
the flavors of life.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

Railroad Track

A track through life
might seem to go
around the corner
to we don’t know.
It hides the journey
within its path
a railroad track
of slow and fast.
The scenes you see
might not delight,
but in time
show Heaven’s light.
God gives blessings
to travel upon
with our decisions
of right and wrong.
The moments seen
might be just time
with good and bad
the things we find.
Around the corner
of there and back
might show God’s gift
life’s railroad track.

©By Bill Pearce
May 29,  2017

Waters Running

Purest moments
timeless too
waters running
make the view.
Boy named Henry
finds his peace
waters running
sweet release.
Time is precious
waters pour
making timeless
days allure.
He smiles greatly
for this scene
waters running
natures stream.
Life’s fulfillment
finds a way
waters running
great display.

©By Bill Pearce
May 30,  2017

The Wedding Cake

A simple slice
of life’s array
can bring to life
a special day.
A cake of white
with times accord
becomes a time
for minds record.
A wedding cake
just waits its turn
for ones a slice
of time’s discern.
Two connecting
certain phase
now remembered
wedding days.
Time’s a journey
loves partake
the essence of
the wedding cake.

©By Bill Pearce
May 30,  2017

River Sight

Ripples melting
ice to flow
scenes becoming
melted snow.
Time is displayed
as a passion
as a moment
not old fashioned,
yet a theme
of times display
pictured as
a winter’s day.
Spring in essence
comes in view
flowing waters
oh so blue.
With the seasons
day to night
a moment finds
a river sight.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2017

Moose Of Spring

A photograph
of timeless views
brings to life
a shadows news.
Moose of spring
of seasons fashion
displays signs
of their reaction.
A picture showing
how they are
taken from
a place so far.
Moose of spring
just seek to find
taste of leaves
now on their mind.
A mere memory
falls in place
moose of spring
a scenic taste.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2017

Abstract Barbecue

Found on a day
of summertime
there are so many
an abstract mind.
Cooking for plenty
on a summery day
dogs and burgers
a seasonal way.
A time in the sun
with barbecue grill
becomes as a time
for tummies to fill.
It’s not the plans
for things to do,
but becomes an
abstract barbecue.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2017

Clouds Of  A Day

Hills in the distance
might form in a scene
while clouds float by
so sweet and serene.
A little house standing
might enhance the view
as the clouds of a day
just float thereunto.
A peaceful little pond
might ripple its words
as reflections of time
with a passing of birds.
The trees might grow
to display such a sight
forming some shading
from moments sunlight.
The grasses of green
might also be found
in the clouds of a day
as you look all around.
Life is a journey
with an awesome display
with the mere formations
of clouds of a day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2017

Our Faded Memories

Those times in the past
that we found so alive
are now just a sparkle
that is trying to survive.
Maybe in a painting
or a picture we took,
our faded memories
inquire another look.
The scenes we recall
might not of been great,
but as time is passing
they shine of the date.
A moment in our lives
cooking on a old grill
or camping in a scene
you now wish to feel.
Our faded memories
are stories times tell
that a picture or painting
displays oh so well.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2017

Ripples Of Time

Scenes such as water
display such a sight,
ripples reflecting
the suns shining light.
Life is a portion
of ripples we see
some then as timeless
within you and me.
We’re but a moment,
a page to discern,
found in the ripples
of candles to burn.
Our wicks are often
lit on both ends,
displaying ripples
that our life transcends.
Truth of our findings
might surely be seen
found in the ripples
we thought as a dream.
Seen in the waters
of ripples of time
might be the pathways
we sought hard to find.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2017

Taste Of Spring

Scents of Heaven
found as gold
flowers blooming
are foretold.
A taste of spring
in such detail
becomes blessings
life’s set sail.
God’s Own beauty
finds a way
to seep on through
the clouds of gray.
A taste of spring
becomes as light
tasted with our
day and night.
Sights of beauty
angels sing
this is called
a taste of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2017

Winter’s View

A sight of life
in winter’s days
becomes sights
of Godly phase.
With the essence
white as snow
winter’s view
is Heaven’s show.
Life is counted
snowflakes fall
a time sublime
of winter’s call.
A sight so sweet
a tasty dream
ones will make as
snow ice cream.
Snowy meadows
pure and true.
This is surely
a winter’s view.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 2,  2017

Snoopy’s Barbecue

Enjoying the summer
as waves roll in
is Snoopy the dog
and his little friend.
They’re barbecuing
beside the sea
on a summer’s day
with summer’s breeze.
Snoopy’s relaxing
lying on the ground
listening to the waves
a serenading sound.
His friend Woodstock
is also at best
lying by the sea
in his little bitty nest.
This is a scene
a real magical view
the sight of the day
of Snoopy’s barbecue.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 3,  2017

Bridge To Heaven

Heaven’s doorway
might not be clear
a bridge of time
that is so sincere.
Our view right now
might miss the scene
the bridge to Heaven
right by a stream.
As time goes by
you will partake
the sight of truth
for Heaven’s sake.
The bridge to Heaven
a timeless view
friends and family
that went before you.
Even loving pets
as your own family
the bridge to Heaven
will give you to see.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 3,  2017

Clouds Of Perception

Green grass of nature
and clouds in the sky
give forth perception
of life that will fly.
Conceived decisions
bring forth a new view
clouds of perception
in a deep sky of blue.
Life is imagined
as a time that we see
just like as clockwork
we sometimes agree.
There’s many minutes
that form in the day
clouds of perception
display as they may.
They might evade us
as flowers will bloom
as stages of beauty
are found before noon.
Seasons of grandeur
are formed in the mind
gifts that we’ve noticed
that God gave mankind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 3,  2017

for Jun 1,  2017

Life is a story
that is written in time
as minutes accrue.

Finding a true friend
might need you to look within
and not what’s displayed.

Lost in liars worlds
will leave you feeling empty,
for life was a lie.

Beyond what we see
might be a reality
that is well hidden.

The scenes in time frames
can often become shadows
of our yesterdays.

A flower is life
as it struggles to blossom
despite the weather.

Autumn awaits us
while spring and summer preside
within their seasons.

Lost in a whirlwind
life might seem as confusion,
but peace is the eye.

Midmorning shadows
display their afterimage
in our memories.

Change is perception
and how we view the moments,
for choice will create.

Turnstiles of springtime
open up flourishing life
in many colors.

Butterflies flutter
from caterpillars to fly
as changes in spring.

A kite that’s flying
needs the wind to continue
or it falls to Earth.

Listening to life
you will hear a few heartbeats
maybe as a breeze.

A seasons journey
begins with a decision
to change or to not.

Violets colors
are the beauty of springtime
that’s found growing wild.

Pictured memories
bring to life the things we thought
that we now can’t do.

Knowing someone’s past
does not mean that you know them,
for they may have changed.

Various people
live their lives in ignorance
for they have not learned.

The ways of many
does not make others the same,
for we are unique.

Darkness can cause fear,
due to the things you can’t see,
but calmness can win.

A forest of trees
can become a lonely place
for many so small.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2017

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
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Took Its Toll


Hello my friends

First and foremost,  Happy Memorial
Weekend.  It’s pretty much the same old
same old around here.  Judy is headed
over to her daughters house for a little
cookout.  I can’t go,  because they don’t
have adequate bathrooms for me to use.
They live on the second floor and there
is no way that I can hoof it up and down
those steps every time I have to go to
the bathroom.  So,  me and the boys will
hang together here at the house.  Plus
I’m sure Judy will be staying there until
late this evening,  which again is not good
for my health issues.  I guess I’ll have to
find something for me and the boys to
do while she’s gone.  Of course,  I’ve
gotta finish this journal LOL.  Life goes
on.  So next topic.  The weather is still
not quite what I would call spring,  but
then most people consider this as the
unofficial first day of summer hehehe
at least up here they do.  Today’s high
is supposed to be 71 F, but as of now
which is 1:18 PM it’s 61 F.  Tomorrow’s
high is supposed to be 59 F.  So you see,
not quite the weather that I grew up with
in Texas LOL.  It’s supposed to be in the
60’s all week into next week LOL.  I’ve
been taking a lot of pictures of springtime
and got quite a few great ones to use for
picture poems.  I have been busy writing
poetry for the pictures as well as Judy’s
paintings that she’s done 🙂  That keeps
me sort of busy.  Other than that,  well,
it’s a day to day scenario.  Well,  it looks
as though writing my journal may take
me a bit longer than normal LOL.  Judy
asked me if she promises to leave by 6 PM
will I go with her and I said sure.  We had
a great time aside from my having to go
upstairs to use the bathroom.  But then
my grandson Christian and I took a little
walk together to take pictures and it was
all up hill.  That took its toll on my old
legs LOL,  but I made it looking for a
place to sit down before I fell down LOL.
Judy and I took a lot of pictures,  but as
usual,  I took A WHOLE LOT more than
her hehehe.  There were hamburgers and
hot dogs along with a million black flies
and mosquitoes.  The black flies were
in attack mode hehehe.  There were a
few screened tents,  but they didn’t help
when you had to go outside of them 🙂
LOL I have bite marks on me all over
my arms and face.  Those little critters
even got behind my glasses which I had
thought would at least slow them down.
Nope,  they commenced as if there was
nothing there LOL.  I sprayed my arms
with OFF,  but that didn’t keep them guys
from attacking everywhere else.  Normally
I’m not bothered with those things,  but
I guess they had not yet gotten a taste
of my blood yet.  They probably went
back to their captain and said,  Hey Cap,
my tummy don’t feel so well.  Then the
Cap says it must of been something you
ate LOL.  Anyways,  like I said,  I ended
up going and we had a pretty good time
considering hehehe.  Benny and Rocky
had to stay home.  There were enough
dogs there and our boys would have been
begging for food and trying to go in their
house where they are not allowed.  So
the boys had to stay home.  They were
OK.  They had each other.  Next topic.
It looks like we might have some new
neighbors.  They came and introduced
themselves to us when we got home.
Though neither Judy nor I can recall
what their names were LOL.  It looks
as though our landlord might be moving
in the house behind us too.  Don’t know
for sure,  but he was hauling in some of
his furniture early this morning.  So who
knows?  Life at the Pearce’s Place will
continue on.  Our new neighbors little
girl hollered from their house asking if
she could pet our dogs 🙂  We said come
on over.  They love kids.  Rocky is a
little shy at first,  but Benny loves to
play with kids.  Actually Benny and
Rocky just love to play hehehe.  Not
much else going on.  Our landlord is
mowing the lawn at the moment.  He
was mowing yesterday evening as well.
It’ll take him a while on that little rider,
but he’s gradually getting it done LOL.
He’s surely stirred up the bugs hehehe.
I’m sure all will be well.  God is always
watching over us.  He gives us many
signs of His power.  Life is a turnstile
with many directions and choices to
make.  Let God through prayer to help
you find the right journey.  Now that
I’m done rambling for the moment,  it’s
time for me to read back through all of
my thoughts to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
a fairly decent title that I haven’t used
yet.  So now to see if I am able to do
anything with it.   Here goes……

Took Its Toll

Life of times
that minutes see
become the lives
of you and me.
Weathered scenes
become our view
to find the time
the things to do.
Without a second
a minute counted
time becomes a
waste surmounted.
The trials of life
might be the tools
or things you lost
and made you fools.
For our journeys
need prayerful goal
or they’ll become
what took its toll.

©By Bill Pearce
May 28,  2017

There ya go 🙂  I hope you enjoyed my
rambling and possibly understood and
liked the poem LOL.  Time has a way of
filling me with many thoughts that often
either bore you to tears or entertain you 🙂
It’s a week to week toss up LOL.  Oh well,
my journal and poetry at least gives you
something to read to pass the day hehehe.
So,  what have I forgotten to tell you ???
Hmm,  nothing I can think of other than
what I tell you almost every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with 8 extras
due to,  well you know LOL.  There is
1 Christmas poem amongst them that
you might like.  Yes, of course I wrote
22 haiku for all of the haiku lovers out
there as well 🙂  I hope you can find 1 or
2 of either or both that you like.  Now,
I believe it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a blessings
filled week and a Happy Memorial day.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Ok,  so where can that ornery off
switch be hiding or trying to hide this
week?  Hmm,  now that’s new,  but not
the greatest hiding spot still.  Hiding
behind my camera thinking I was done
with it might of worked aside from the
fact that you were hiding on the wrong
side of it LOL.  Peekaboo,  I see you.
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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+8 and 12 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Blue Skies Of Spring

A day of sunshine
with skies so blue
time’s a display
a wonderful hue.
Blues skies of spring
brings so many sights
scenes of beauty
that I so delight.
Life is a painting
with true love to find
blue skies of spring
with a peaceful mind.
So many moments
are lost in the view
as we look away
from the sky of blue.
Magic is the moment
that comes into place
blue skies of spring
that many will waste.
Look for the beauty
in each minutes scene
find in the moments
blue skies of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
May 22,  2017

Enjoying The Day

Within a field
ones find a place
a day of peace
that times enlace.
As each day’s gone
it leaves a sign
a scenic place
within your mind.
Enjoying the day
needs very little
maybe a wood stick
you can whittle.
The minutes bring
some choices to be
found in our lives
for moments to see.
Don’t let a second
to just fade away,
seek for the blessings
enjoying the day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 22,  2017

Atlantic Dream

Life of a dreamer
is found in a way
a scene so expansive
an Atlantic day.
Seascape dreams
as waves rolling in
time is like magic
where scenes begin.
An imagination
can never compare
to a dreamers mind
and a breath of air.
A peaceful setting
as times conclude
becomes a memoir
a romantic mood.
Seasons of grandeur
are in the scene
life of a heartbeat
an Atlantic dream.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

Seagulls Resting

Many seagulls
watch the days
from the rocks
a moments gaze.
Letting waters
ripple true
peaceful settings
in their view.
A bay of water
holds the scene
seagulls resting
as they dream.
Time is holding
them in place
as they’re seeking
food to taste.
Fishes swimming
deep below
in the waters
to and fro.
Seagulls resting
wait to find
all those fishes
then to dine.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

Colors Of Spring

While time moves on
and seasons change
the colors of spring
have much to gain.
For as wintertime
hid them from view
the colors of spring
soon display their hue.
Reds and yellows
and so many more
the colors of spring
give much to explore.
Seen with a camera
or with our own eyes
the colors of spring
have a big surprise.
Displaying portions
of colorful realms
that of the blessings
that might overwhelm.
Scenes such as roses
and colorful flowers
the colors of spring
will go on for hours.
Days will move on
as the colors will grow
highlighting beauty
everywhere they show.
Displaying beauty
the colors of spring
scenes so delightful
that’ll make you sing.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

Journey’s Through Life

A passage, a roadway
becomes as a scene
timeless yet counted
as lifetimes extreme.
Seen as a doorway
a time frame bestows
journey’s through life
to moments rainbows.
Mountains may glimmer
so distant your sight,
but as the wheels roll
become Heaven’s light.
Just like a vision
a moments own stage
journey’s through life
are the turn of a page.
Scented with dreamers
and tasted with joy
journey’s through life
give times to deploy.
Textured with blessings
flourished with love
journey’s through life
are a gift from above.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

Within A Garden

Some rabbit food
might shine so bright
found in moments
from dark to light.
A few might find
a carrot or two
and edible plant
for ones to chew.
Within a garden
might be seen
a rabbit gnawing
orange and green.
This could be
a personal note
about someone
that rocks your boat.
They might be found
a bite or two
a sight unseen
they hide from you.
Within a garden
might portray
our very lives
from day to day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

One Winter’s Day

The sight of white
on a barn of eve
displays a view
for you to perceive.
A snowman stood
with arms of sticks
flavors the scene
the moment depicts.
One winter’s day
begins with a tale
a storybook time
for you to inhale.
Breathing in love
of a magical scene
one winter’s day
of a painted dream.
It might come alive
as it finds its place
a painting one did
with Heaven’s enlace.
Time is imagined
as it falls away
to be remembered
one winter’s day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 23,  2017

A Faded Door

The memories
throughout our lives
display what all
of which survives.
A faded door
that is exposed
is painted with
the life we chose.
A scented place
with memories
a faded door
can be disease.
So let the past
to find the truth
a moments time
within our youth.
A faded door
that opened wide
might be the life
you let inside.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2017

The Well House

Running waters
pouring life
help to end ones
thirsty strife.
In the well house
life’s displayed
timeless moments
past has paid.
Giving living
things to drink
life is showing
common link.
In the well house
time is seen
as a moments
running stream.
it surely flows
to the well house
time bestows.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2017

Sunshine Shines

Seen above the clouds
is a sight to behold
a scene that’s so magical
as it does unfold.
Filled with endearment
the sunshine scene
becomes as a wonderful
time to be seen.
The sunshine shines
as a passionate flower
displayed in the sky
for eyes to devour.
For it was sleeping
behind clouds of white
when all of the sudden
it came into sight.
It’s life in the making
as some wonderful times
the sight of the day
as the sunshine shines.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2017

Amidst A Dream

A morning sky
that times display
is found with sights
the light of day.
An ocean dream
with waves of time
displays a scene
just like a rhyme.
The scene becomes
a wondrous view
amidst a dream
an ocean blue.
The sunshine sky
of mornings ways
brings to view
the oceans waves.
Remembered times
of a long ago
amidst a dream
with hearts aglow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 24,  2017

Autumn River

Leaves are changing
colors hue
beside a river
with their view.
Autumn river
gives a glance
a time for moments
to enhance.
Leaves are turning
shades of style
giving ones
an autumn smile.
An autumn river
comes alive
as the colors
jump and jive.
With the winds
of falls deliver
the color’s changing
autumn river.

©By Bill Pearce
May 25,  2017

This Old House

Grasses of time
have grown so high
as time began
its daily sigh.
A house displays
its only words
the signs of times
as a nest of birds.
Within its silence
it speaks a phrase
this old house
of distant days.
Its words are true
for they complete
the scenery
that times accrete.
It gives a view
of times gone by
while attempting
to not run dry.
It is a life
of times arouse
just like ones lives
as this old house.

©By Bill Pearce
May 25,  2017

Peaceful Pond

Some cattails live
and grow so true
within a pond
a timeless view.
Ducks are gone,
but shall return
to peaceful pond
that I now discern.
The water’s still
but life’s within
this peaceful pond
of now and then.
It has a voice
of fluttered birds
this peaceful pond
of many words.

©By Bill Pearce
May 26,  2017

A Passing Dream

Heaven’s doorway
finds a scene
a moment’s time
a passing dream.
The minutes find
a point of view
with some horses
The scene’s alive
with my desires
Heaven’s doorway
time transpires.
Living textures
become chimes
ringing bells
those great designs.
The smell of hay
within this scene
is what I found
a passing dream.

©By Bill Pearce
May 26,  2017

Clouds Display

A grassy hill
displays a scene,
times of nature
colored green.
Clouds above it
show a view
a scenic display
whitish hue.
The minutes pass
and bring in tune
the clouds display
as passing soon.
The sun above
is hidden fast
to only show
a shadows cast.
God’s own love
is found attained
as clouds display
is not abstained.
A drop or two
begins its flight
as clouds display
their own delight.
They form above
with their romance,
the show’s put on
a lightning dance.
A drum roll too
of thunders way
with grassy scene
and clouds display.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2017

Snowy Memories

Out my front door
I saw this scene
snowy moments
season’s dream.
It felt so great
to see the sight
a Christmas scene
with snow of white.
It brought me joy
to look and gaze
at the snow filled
Christmas days.
The sight was blessed
with Heaven’s love
as the snow fell
from above.
Snowy memories
that I perceive
times remembered
Christmas Eve.
Life of passion
brings a smile
snowy memories
winter’s while.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2017

for May 27,  2017

Life is a moment
that might pass you by quickly
if you’re not looking.

A flower will bloom
often without any help,
but it needs water.

Tomorrows minutes
are not counted as of yet,
for they are not here.

As the winds will blow
they’ll leave their imprint in life
as some scattered leaves.

Horrid emotions
come from unsteady shadows
in the things you’ve done.

Memories of life
are as violets blooming
painting a picture.

Seasons of roses
become petals of colors
forming a passion.

Times winding doorways
open and close with choices
for us to perceive.

Beyond perception
is a place hidden in scenes
that might elude us.

are moments that come knocking,
but not always good.

Glimmers of winter
reflect within many minds
in the summer heat.

Blades of grass are found
with some weeds wanting to live
while they kill the grass.

Believing in spirits
is a personal insight
that lets them to speak.

Shortsighted people
do not see the light shining,
but only right now.

Mindset of desire
can either gain much trouble
or keep perspective.

Living in a dream
will often create nightmares,
if the dream’s not real.

Bobbing in water
as a fisherman’s lure
can attract trouble.

Time on a journey
brings us pathways to be seen
or be avoided.

Dandelions grow
disguised as many flowers,
but yet they are weeds.

Semblance of pathways
create many illusions
that we might not see.

People united
can become greater by far,
but not always good.

Various lifestyles
are not what they seem to be,
due to deception.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2017

Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them all below.
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 🙂

Blowing Profusely


Hello my friends

It’s been a fairly nice passed week.  The
temperature has been staying slightly on
the cool side other than of course what we
had Thursday and it got up in mid 80’s F
then.  It’s 62 F right now at 2:44 PM. Not
too bad if I don’t say so myself LOL 🙂
We’ve had rain off and on almost every
other day,  but for the passed couple of
days it has been sunny.  It looks like we
won’t get any more rain until the end of
the week.  It’s supposed to be in the 50’s
and 60’s most of the week.  Wednesday
shows a high of 71 though LOL,  but that
isn’t too bad 🙂   Our grandson just went
home.  His mom brought him over Friday
and he spent the weekend with us.  We
always enjoy having him visit with us 🙂
So onwards with the journal.  Judy and
I took a trip to town Monday and bought
a few groceries and Judy stopped off at
her brothers bank to take care of some
business.  We got rained on there and to.
LOL we didn’t melt.  The grass has turned
green finally and the old dandelions have
begun their takeover of the field hehehe.
Judy went down south to Bangor with her
sisters Tuesday and while she was gone
I took my conga drums outside for a little
videoing.  The rains had ceased by then 🙂
I left the front door open so that the boys
could come out or go inside whichever
they wanted while I did a couple of videos.
The wind was blowing profusely.  There
are times when I was talking that you
could barely hear me over the wind LOL.
The videos came out pretty well none the
less.  Wednesday Judy and I took the boys
out for a little field trip.  We got some
much needed exercise and the boys had a
blast running and playing.  We took a lot
of pictures as we usually do hehehe.  It was
a beautiful day.  Though the black flies
were beginning to bug us.  Yep,  it’s time
for the bugs to start coming out of hiding.
Many of the pictures came out awesome.
Friday I decided to do a few selfies in the
dandelions and then a few scenic pictures.
Soon Judy and I will be taking a photo
drive to take some pictures of the scenery
around Maine.  We’ve already got a few
places that we are talking about driving to.
I can’t wait.  I love to ride around and
look for scenery to take pictures of 🙂
I am so glad that I no longer have to use
film cameras LOL.  I cannot count the
pictures that were lost due to either over
exposure,  under exposure,  forgetting
to take off the lens cap,  or the film being
messed up due to heat.  Plus I do not
miss only have maybe only 24 pictures
to take and then when I am changing out
the film,  a photo opt comes and no can
do.  Yep,  I love my digital camera.  It is
rare that I run out of space on my camera
card LOL,  BUT,  I have once or twice 🙂
Most times it was due to me doing a lot
of videos along with pictures.  So what
else is going here at the Pearce’s Place?
Good question.  The only answer I have
is I’ve been busy writing more poetry
pictures and Judy has been busy with
her painting and crafts.  I’m halfway
done with all of the poetry pictures that
I need for book number 4 🙂  Yep,  it’s
looking like I might get them all written
by next month and then if all goes well,
get it published.  Our other three books
are still not selling well.  We’re hoping
that they start one day soon.  Also Judy’s
books are not selling well.  We’re still
hoping and praying that they one day
or another begin to start selling.  Until
then,  we’ll just keep on keeping on
doing what we love to do and that is
write,  paint and take pictures 🙂  Yep,
life goes on.  Judy’s fixing us dinner
right now.  Actually it’s leftovers from
last night,  (Spaghetti).  Judy made it
for us yesterday and it tasted great then.
It seems to always taste better when
it is reheated for some reason hehehe.
There’s not much else to yammer about.
The boys are as ornery as ever and they
keep us on our toes.  God is still with
His Mighty Hands watching over us
and protecting us as He sends many
angels to look after us in our daily
lives.  LOL,  Rocky just ran in here
just a huffing and puffing and now he’s
sitting right behind me on the legs of
my chair.  He just got up and ran out
of the room again,  I’m thinking, looking
for Benny LOL.  Benny’s more than
likely lying on his favorite recliner 🙂
They do keep us busy.  We thank God
for their little paw prints in our home.
So,  I reckon it’s time for me to begin
my travels back through all that I have
written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem,  So
it’s away I go,  to that little place of
my recollection that I always like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
may have found a good title just about
2/3rds back in my writing and it looks
like I have not used it yet,  so here goes.

Blowing Profusely

Minutes partaken
are moments in time
sometimes a windstorm
a season we find.
Blowing profusely
the timetables scream
lifetimes remembered
a fast rushing stream.
Seen as a pothole
a view comes to be
blowing profusely
the things that we see.
Life needs a breather
to then settle down
less of the blowing
firm feet on the ground.
Found as a passage
we might be dismayed
blowing profusely
the messes we made.
Life has a doorway
to leave or go through
to find better lifestyles
that fit within you.
Blowing profusely
can become as a war
so take a little breath,
and be better by far.
Let God to help you
to find peace of mind
without all the blowing
of your time to time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 21,  2017

There ya go.  Yes I know,  it might be a
little confusing,  but it does make sense.
🙂 I guess I’ve got a weird way of putting
things.  Oh well, if you didn’t understand
it,  then,  sorry hehehe.  Well,  both of the
boys are in here now.  They’re lying in the
floor right between Judy and I.  LOL they
were wanting some of her spaghetti,  but
none from me LOL.  I ate all of mine.  She
gave them a couple of her meatballs LOL.
I’ve been chatting with a friend while I’ve
been trying to write this which has slowed
me down a tad.  It’s almost 8 PM now 🙂
The temperature has dropped a few degrees
too.  It’s 59 F degrees now.  There doesn’t
seem to be anything good to watch on TV
tonight other than maybe Family Feud 🙂
So,  I might do some picture poems after
I get  done here.  I can’t think of anything
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 2, which
ups the count to 12 and 1 of the poems
is a Christmas poem.  I also wrote 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.  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 blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Now,  where can that ornery off
switch be hiding this week?  LOL hiding
is putting it loosely.  Anyways,  hmm,  I
think I see movement from behind my
external hard drive which isn’t really that
hard being it is almost flat LOL.  You
would think you could find a better place
to hide wouldn’t ya 🙂  Nope,  didn’t think
so LOL.  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 books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 12 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

A Day Of Spring

As life begins
from winter’s grasp
a day of spring
begins its task.
With trees to show
their leaves display
with budding life
of day to day.
The hours pass
with more to see
as spring unlocks
with seasons key.
Within my gaze
I see some clouds
a day of spring
as seasons shrouds.
They seem to form
a sweet design
with life to bring
the sights to dine.
The grasses grow
to make a scene
life of beauty
a day of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
May 15,  2017

As Summer Ends

Life of summer
gives its best
then by Autumn
seeks to rest.
Leaves of green
will soon display
colors changing
in a way.
Brown to yellow
change the scenes
with some other
colored schemes.
With dear autumn
around the bend
change begins
as summer ends.

©By Bill Pearce
May 15,  2017

Bridge Of Summer

Life as a mirror
reflects such a scene
a time that is clearer
than that of a dream.
It lives as emotions
with people displayed
time unto time
as lifestyles are made.
A bridge of summer
that is found explored
as many will walk
harmonious accord.
Some looking down
to the waters that flow
and reflect for a time
on their shadows below.
The bridge of summer
gives forth many things
as sights come to life
as some daily routines.
Some stand and watch
all the water up under
while they’re atop of
the bridge of summer.

©By Bill Pearce
May 15,  2017

Coral Sky

Morning brings colors
of sunshine intense
scenes in the clouds
as minutes commence.
Reflections of sunlight
with colorful hues
some seeming pinkish,
some hazy blues.
Yet as a painting
of God’s own desire
the sky turns to coral
as a magical fire.
The minutes recorded
within what we see
become as a memoir
of our history.
For we will remember
the clouds way up high
as mornings of then
a great coral sky.

©By Bill Pearce
May 15,  2017

As Time Bestows

A field of green
and sky of blue
displays a scene
a time come true.
With just a gaze
of moments sight
the time bestows
some clouds in flight.
One stands to see
the moments trail
with clouds of white
in seasons sail.
With just a glance
of times displays
there’s many signs
of summer’s days.
Within a field
a moment grows,
so many sights
as time bestows.

©By Bill Pearce
May 16,  2017

The Light Of Day

A seasoned time
of waves that roll
begins to find
the oceans goal.
The light of day
becomes a feat
a scenic day
in summer’s heat.
With every wave
on oceans mind
the stage is set
with its design.
A summer’s day
that none compare
becomes alive
as seasoned air.
A shiny glimmer
of times display
shows the sight
the light of day.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

Through The Clouds

While clouds of day
hid the sun from sight
there were some times
I’d see its light.
A little bit hazy,
but shining through
the sun so bright
displayed its view.
Through the clouds
it gave me a gaze
a scene to see
of winters days.
It burned so bright,
but seemed so dim,
the sun still shined
within its whim.
This I remember
as winter’s shrouds
scenes I could see
on through the clouds.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

Ready For Christmas

A snowy white day
brings forth a scene,
a sight in my mind,
a wonderful dream.
The seasons sunshine
is as a bright beacon
shining my hopeful
that will never weaken.
The  time is a page
of a wintertime book
ready for Christmas
a seasonal look.
A time when hearts
are beating with passion
that joyful memoir
a little old fashioned.
I’m ready for Christmas
and all of its glory
as I wait here today
to hear that great story.
The story of Christmas
as magic to my ears
displays all the blessings
that I hold so dear.
The songs of Christmas
and seasons white snow
I yearn to hear now
on the old radio.
I’m ready for Christmas
with heart beating fast
while I’m dreaming
of it’s wonderful past.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

Summer’s Flowers

Home sweet home
the flowers grow
brightest yellow
as they flow.
Like a river
in my view
summer’s flowers
brightest hue.
Lost perceptions
show the hours
timeless views of
summer’s flowers.
come in strong
with their artwork
like a song.
Strumming fiddles
like time’s violin
they in springtime
do begin.
Sung as seasons
poured as seas
summer’s flowers
are just weeds.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

Like The Wind

Our two dogs
they have much fun
in the field with
summer’s sun.
They don’t worry,
they just play
loving brothers
day to day.
In the field
they search around
for some moments
to be found.
With their noses
in the air,
they head on
without a care.
They are truly
mans best friend
as they’re running
like the wind.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

The Sound Of Music

With just a rhythm
and words added on
the sound of music
is a remembered song.
Songs of a decade
that ones do conceive
become as the pattern
as songster’s perceive.
The songs on the radio
of time frames in tune
become as the passage
as a hot air balloon.
Floating in the skies
with songs that we sing,
summer to autumn,
and winter to spring.
A musical blessing
with a lifelong heartbeat
is the sound of music
for ones dancing feet.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

Leaves Of Autumn

Years of time
become a sight
passing scenes
of days sunlight.
Found so often
colors scene
orange to yellow
shades of green.
Leaves of autumn
bring their style
giving many
a moment’s smile.
All the colors
are combined
filling up a
dreamers mind.
Scenes of grandeur
come here often
stages set for
leaves of autumn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

for May 18,  2017

Ages will billow
as clouds found high in the skies
just passing us by.

When beside yourself
look within your reflection
and then choose your stride.

Without a doorway
use the windows of your mind
to see what is true.

Inside of a cloud
holds many true perspectives
that can change at will.

Beyond our insights
lives a variety of thoughts
that might live and breathe.

The shadows of fall
are as colorful moments
that we remember.

A lesson not learned
is doomed to be repeated
till something happens.

Time on a journey
is a passageway through life
filled with surprises.

A flower’s conceived
and then perceived as beauty
to fill up our eyes.

Grasses of summer
become filled with many weeds
if they’re not cared for.

One without thinking
can become as dynamite
waiting to explode.

Two’s just a number
that means nothing without trust,
for then it is one.

Losing direction
can find a new direction
through trial and error.

Life in a moment
can become spectacular
if you allow it.

Our sought after dreams
are often but only dreams
that cannot be true.

Dispelling sorrow
needs acceptance of moments
to then find some peace.

The troubles of life
are the teachers with lessons
building perspective.

A rose is a rose
as a person’s a person
no matter the life.

Disfigured pleasures
can turn into a sideshow
for others to watch.

When blowing bubbles
some of them might blow away
and others will pop.

The mind of a man
is often put with others
in comparison.

When the sun is seen
it gives hope for a new day
no matter the view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 18,  2017

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Pouring Rain


Hello my friends

It’s looking more and more like spring
with each day that passes.  Yep,  but the
temperature is still bouncing around a
bit hehehe.  Today’s high is supposed to
be 58,  but right now at 3:30 PM it’s 53.
Of course that is Fahrenheit,  not Celsius
or centigrade which is one of the same 🙂
Nope,  but it looks like we might have
one day in the 80’s and that is Thursday,
but after that it’s back to the 60’s  LOL
tomorrow’s high is supposed to be 48 F.
Talk about weird hehehe.  It’s raining
slightly right now.  Sort of a mist.  It’s
supposed to rain quite a bit tomorrow.
That might explain the temperature drop.
So,  what else is going on up this ways?
Well to be perfectly honest with you,
it’s been sort of a quiet week around
here.  Yesterday (Friday) I decided to
do a little conga drumming video for
my Youtube,  so I carried my old conga
drums outside and did a little video and
took a few pictures.  Judy was over at
her sister’s house for craft night,  so it
was just me and the boys.  I left the
front door opened so they could run in
and out as they desired while I did my
video.  They just wandered around the
driveway and Benny stayed focused on
our landlords granddaughter that was
playing next door LOL.  He loves that
little girl.  The video didn’t come out
as well as I had wanted being I forgot
to change the video format on my
camera hehehe.  So the video came out
in 320×240 instead of 620×480.  It was
just a tad smaller than I had wanted,
but it’ll do 🙂  Me and the boys hung
out and played for a bit after I finished
my video and then we went back inside.
I wrote some more poetry pictures or
poems to many of you that do not do
Facebook or have yet to of bought a
book and have never seen any of my
picture poems hehehe.  Yep,  I stay
busy writing.  Believe it or not,  writing
the poem is not the hard part (for me).
It’s the formatting the poem into the
pictures that often gives me a headache.
I do though enjoy doing them.  They
help my mind to stay alive.  It’s now
48 F degrees at 3:49 PM.  Boy that’s
what I call a drop in temperature LOL.
5 degrees in 19 minutes hehehe.Judy’s
over at her computer doing our census.
It came in the mail yesterday.  I just
went and checked on the net and the
census for where we live and it says
that the population for New Limerick
Maine was 490 at the 2010 census 🙂
We live in a small community/town.
Life out in the boonies has it’s good
and bad points.  The good part is that
we have a lot of privacy and I can play
my conga drums whenever I want to.
Plus the boys can run around outside
freely without worry of being hit by
a car.  The bad part is that we have to
drive 8 miles into town to buy anything
if it’s not on the internet LOL.  We do
a lot of our shopping on the internet,
but ya can’t buy groceries and Pizza
Hut don’t deliver this far out in the
boonies hehehe.  Today is Mother’s
Day and I’ll call my mom this evening
and wish her a Happy Mother’s Day.
I hope you will call your mom if you
are able.  If they are in Heaven then
send your wishes to them,  because
they are surely watching over you and
will hear you.  Well it’s pouring rain
now.  Good thing I didn’t open the
windows LOL.  I hear of friends down
south complaining about the heat LOL.
I tell them, come on up,  no heat here.
I tried to get Benny to come out for
a field trip with me yesterday,  but he
was just too involved in watching our
landlords little granddaughter hehehe.
Rocky wanted to come out,  but he
also wanted Benny to come out with
us.  Maybe some time this week if it’s
not too wet.  Today,  Judy and I went
to town and bought a dozen donuts
at Dunkin Donuts and then made a
trip to Walmart to buy a few groceries
and buy a new tire air gauge being
it seems the other one was worn out.
Then we went to a station and I put
air in the tires so that the air pressure
light would go off LOL.  After that,
we headed home.  The light for the tire
air pressure finally went off after we
drove a mile or two.  I was beginning
to think that I might have put the
wrong amount of air in the tires LOL.
So we got home and let the boys out
of their cages and they went running
out the front door to see Judy while
bouncing around like rubber balls 🙂
We couldn’t bring them being I knew
we would have many stops and I was
afraid that if we left them in the car
with donuts while we went in to shop,
they might hop over the divider and
eat them LOL.  I know,  we could of
gotten groceries first and the donuts
last,  but still again,  food LOL.  They
were OK staying at home.  When we
told them,  get in your crates,  they
both sort of frowned and walked over
and got in their crates.  No argument
at all 🙂  Benny often uses his for an
indoor doghouse anyways LOL.  We
love our little boys.  They make us
happy.  Judy just now grabbed her
camera to go and take a picture of the
rain LOL.  The boys went running
with her.  We might not have much,
but we have each other and God lives
in our home and in our hearts.  Now
I believe it’s time for me to look back
over all that I’ve written here to see if
I can find me a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  It looks like I might have
found a good title and now after
checking I seems I’ve used a similar
one,  but not the same,  so here goes.
I hope it comes out making some form
of sense hehehe.

Pouring Rain

With every life
comes time set free
minutes counted
you and me.
Troubles come
and troubles go
as pouring rain
will fall and flow.
Certain scenes
of our accord
need us then to
climb aboard.
Pouring rain
can bring to view
lightning striking
and rainbows too.
Even thunder
with its roar
has its beauty
to explore.
Pouring rain
can give us peace
if we let the
storms to cease.
Through its beauty
raindrops fall.
pouring rain
can then enthrall.
Giving sleep time’s
very best
God’s own blessings
time for rest.

©By Bill Pearce
May 14,  2017

I hope that made sense to ya LOL.  If
not,  then oh well.  Maybe next week.
I hope you enjoyed my rambling.  Yes,
I know,  I tend to talk about nothing
for a bit hehehe.  Hey,  no one said that
I was the best writer.  LOL far from it.
The rain has slacked off a bit now.  The
temperature has dropped 2 more degrees
as well.  Yeppers,  it’s 45 F degrees now.
Not quite the springs that I grew up with.
I do though prefer these temps.  Those
hot days of Texas are something that
I can do without LOL.  I reckon I have
told you about all that’s going on in
the Pearce’s Place.  So, I guess it’s time
for me to be telling you what I tell you
every week and that is I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems with an added (drum roll
please rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr) 10 hehehe.
I seem to have kicked into overdrive
in my writing as I find pictures that
give me ideas LOL.  Yes I wrote 22
more haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  No extras there hehehehe.
So I guess it’s time now for me to be
searching for that ornery off switch,
but not before I wish you a wonderful
weekend or whatever is left of it and a
truly blessing filled week.  Also I want
to wish all of the moms out there a
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  Now where is that silly switch
hiding or better yet trying to hide?
Hmm,  I think I saw something under
Benny’s head as he raised it up to see
what I was doing.  Yep,  there ya are.
It might of worked,  but I think Benny
was raising his head up because you
didn’t make a good pillow and also
the fact that him and Rocky needed
to go potty LOL.  Anyways,  hehehe,
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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
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 🙂

A Scenic View

The life of light
in skies above
is filled with truth
and so much love.
It paints a scene
as clouds will form
a scenic view
to then be born.
Life that moves
as time bestows
becomes a sight
that surely grows.
A scenic view
as a book of time
is found within
a scene sublime.
With shades of gray
and others within
a scenic view
will then begin.
It continues
to then accrue
a gift from God
a scenic view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2017

Sunshine Beckons

A sunny day
with fluffy clouds
displays signs of
Heavens shrouds.
Streams of sunlight
shine on through
as clouds of white
highlight the view.
Sunshine beckons
scenes delight
a sight I love
that is so bright.
A sunny day
and peaceful mind
will then become
an awesome find.
Strands of light
becomes displayed
as sunshine beckons
a cloud parade.
My eyes can see
the moments grow
as sunshine beckons
to me below.

©By Bill Pearce
May 8,  2017

Seeking The Pier

When waves are crashing
upon your each day
don’t let the moments
to make you all gray.
Look passed the waves
and see where to strive
while seeking the pier
to keep you alive.
Time can become as
a portion of pain,
but seeking the pier
can display your gain.
Move a steady course
in the ocean of life
and don’t let it fill you
with struggling strife.
When seeking the pier
a day can expose
the scent of the ocean
as a sweet smelling rose.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2017

Sunrise Campground

Scenes of sunlight
form a view
within a tent
of thereunto.
Sunrise campground
finds a place
life’s own turnstiles
saving grace.
Through a doorway
enters in
scenes of dreams
that do begin.
A high mountain
might display
sunrise campground
break of day.
A lake might also
become found
there within
sunrise campground.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2017

Cracks Of Life

Weathered grounds
we’ve stood upon
might become as
nearly gone.
Cracks of life
we’ve seen each day
might be life
a weathered way.
A time of life
that washed about
as ones seek
a way to get out.
A moment of sorrow,
a moment of pain,
the cracks of life
might drive us insane.
Yet a mere moment
might find fresh air
through cracks of life
a moment of prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2017

Sunflower Days

Seasonal memoirs,
moments are found
those sunflowers days
when we look around.
The minutes ticking
as stages are set
found with sunflowers
that time can’t forget.
Those sunflower days
that bring us a view
sights of some yellows
with a wonderful hue.
Seasonal memoirs
bring forth a sight
all of our memories
day unto night.
Those sunflower days
are greatest of scenes
filled full of yellows
as wondrous cuisine’s.

©By Bill Pearce
May 9,  2017

Beyond The Daylight

Sunflowers fade
in the evening sky
as the day’s ending
and saying goodbye.
Beyond the daylight
holds such a view
found with a pinkish
and blue sort of hue.
The sky’s releasing
a moment in time
beyond the daylight
a fantastic find.
Just like a movie
a story well told
beyond the daylight
begins to unfold.
Flowers of colors
display such a sight
seasons own decor
beyond the daylight.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2017

Sunset Pond

Painted waters
of the mind
become as a
great design.
Scenic splendor
with a phase
pictured of the
springtime days.
From the road
the sights become
as a painting
setting sun.
Life of sunlight
leaves the scene
as a moments
wondrous dream.
Seen at sunset
time goes on
singing seasons
sunset pond.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2017

Weathered Green

Life’s perceptions
come to be
as the seasons
set them free.
Weather turnstiles
bring each day
scenes we find
from gold to gray.
Planted moments
flourish true
as the minutes
make their view.
Weathered colors
times unfold
coming from our
days of old.
Seasons painted
as time flies
often seen
before our eyes.
With the magic
from each scene
there are colors
weathered green.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2017

Dreams Of Snow

Sights of beauty
found displayed
are the times
that Heaven made.
Dreams of minutes
thoughts come true
time becomes a
wondrous view.
Winter displays
snow of white
scenes of beauty
times delight.
Our dogs playing
all the while
sights of Christmas
with a smile.
They find paths
of timeless fun
side to side
to play and run.
Our two dogs
so truly so
always have their
dreams of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2017

Upon The Logs

A photoscape
of days of past
leaves me with
a slight contrast.
With me sitting
upon the logs
joined right then
with our two dogs.
We sit and watch
the time fly by
as shadows meet
the seasons sky.
Upon the logs
I find we share
my dogs and me
a breath of air.
Just sitting smiling
me and my dogs
a sweet memoir
upon the logs.

©By Bill Pearce
May 10,  2017

Painted Dandelions

They might seem real
to watch them sway
and take pictures
day after day.
But they’re portrayed
a persons design
painted dandelions
left from a time.
Their color has turned
and left in its place
the white of the seeds
for life to embrace.
Painted dandelions
create such a view
a scene so supreme
with a wonderful hue.
They go from yellow
to white of the seeds
providing the years
of springtime’s proceeds.

©By Bill Pearce
May 11,  2017

Old Dog Of Mine

Back years ago
when I was so young
I had a good dog
with a life begun.
She was my friend
the greatest of all
as time went by
what I now recall.
Those days she ran
in our backyard
back and forth
and near and far.
She was always
there for me
those distant days
of my history.
We grew together
that life and time
me with my friend
old dog of mine.

©By Bill Pearce
May 11,  2017

Spring Has Awoken

The snow is melting
bringing to view
a doorway to spring
of life thereunto.
Spring has awoken
with lifetimes of green
that was well hidden
in a snowy white scene.
Seasons of grandeur
are soon to behold
spring has awoken
from time oh so cold.
Winter is leaving
its face in the wake
as time is counted
with spring to partake.
Spring has awoken
and winter is passed
leaving but only
some snow melting fast.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2017

Upon A Pole

One day I saw
a bird up high
upon a pole
not wished to fly.
It sat and watched
me down below
while he smiled
to say hello.
This pole of light
was found secure
to give this bird
a scenic tour.
Its timely stance
was there upon
a pole by day
to soon be gone.
It soon was then
in flight so high
with its wings
within the sky,
but it recalls
its moments goal
to sit and rest
upon a pole.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2017

Summer’s Past

The days go by
with little signs
found within
the scenic times.
Summer’s past
is found on stage
a moments time
of age to age.
Like a window
to give a view
the minutes pass
from old to new.
Summer’s past
is like a coin
flipped to see
times to be born.
Learning true
the lessons seen
a mountain high
or seasons dream.
It is a moment’s
life to find
of summer’s past
another time.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2017

Scenic Quest

My eyes they search
for sights of God
within the scenes
I do applaud.
I see His hands
in everything
the sights and sounds
of each great scene.
A scenic quest
my eyes are on
day to night
and dusk to dawn.
I might see signs
of mountains high
or scenes of birds
up in the sky.
I might see signs
of wonderful things
such as the rhythm
of rushing streams.
The stage is set
the very best
the sights I find
a scenic quest.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2017

Old Front Door

Seen as a shadow
an old photograph,
I see a picture
of our distant past.
It’s our old door
to a day and time
a place far away
found on my mind.
Our old front door
a Christmas view
that I remember
so timeless true.
It’s painted now
inside of my brain
our old front door
that times attain.
It is a place
from long ago
our old front door
we used to know.

©By Bill Pearce
May 12,  2017

Clouds Will Speak

Scenes are displayed
fluffy and white
clouds like oceans
sunshine in sight.
Points of perception
become as a style
formed as a picture
seen as a smile.
Clouds will speak
with words of phrase
that of emotions
found within days.
Time is a porthole
with minutes desire
found in the sunshine
as moments acquire.
Life is a journal
that’s written in time
as clouds all billow
their daily design.
The sky is a canvass
for time to accrete
giving the pages
as clouds will speak.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2017

Winter’s Last Glance

Rivers of winter
are snow melting fast,
scenes all enlightened
as remembered past.
Left from the season
is a watery flow,
winter’s last glance
of the fast melting snow.
It is but a doorway
for springtime to view
as a page from a book
with a watery hue.
The words are written
as a pure text of white
displaying snow
as it melts out of sight.
A pathway,  a doorway
to life’s song and dance
springtime’s beginning
and winter’s last glance.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13,  2017

for May 13,  2017

Lost in a dreamworld
reality might get lost
and display false hope.

Challenge of a day
begins with a place and time
to show its true self.

Losing direction
could find you then returning
to where you started.

Looking for someone
might uncover some bad choices
that you may have made.

Peace is from within
for a war might be your sight
that you need to change.

Life’s like a flower
that can either wilt away
or become beauty.

Believing in love
doesn’t make it as a fact,
for it needs the truth.

Without some water
a plant would shrivel and die
leaving only dust.

Tomorrows pathway
might not be clearly seen now
so take time for prayer.

As the sun beckons
it gives life within its view
to blossom flowers.

As doorways open,
then too, others will find end
filled with memories.

Someone’s losing streak
might turn out to be a win
with what all they learned.

Without our mistakes
the lessons would not exist
and we would not grow.

A trail that we’ve found
might lead to nowhere at all,
so don’t burn bridges.

Today’s twists and turns
could become life’s straitened roads
hidden in a thought.

A heart that’s empty
cannot contain any love,
for it needs Jesus.

Dreaming of Heaven
can be an enlightenment
of life after death.

Forgiving others
is a good pathway to choose,
but forgive you too.

Thoughts can become life
and turn into a nightmare
if you allow them.

The storms in your life
might be but only rainbows
to make you stronger.

Winds of time are life
that show us our directions
with God at the helm.

Chances are given,
but many are not noticed
because of choices.

©By Bill Pearce
May 13, 2017

Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them all below.
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 🙂

Life Memories


Hello my friends

This passed week has been mostly full
of rain,  but there was one day of that
old sunshine and I loved it.  Today it’s
mostly cloudy and windy as all get out.
The sun’s out there somewhere and it
pokes its head out ever so often hehehe.
It’s 62 F degrees right now with a high
forecasted as 65,  but tomorrows high
is supposed to be 52 F and of course,
100% more rain LOL.  I was unable to
get much of any sleep this morning due
to aches and pains,  so I came in here
and sat a while.  I brought the boys
in here with me and shut the door so
that they would let Judy sleep.  So,
Benny laid down in his doggy bed,
but Rocky camped out right in front
of the door listening for Judy LOL.
She finally got up and Rocky began
spinning in circles from excitement 🙂
They love their mom hehehe.  Next
topic.  I have a copy of my new book.
It came out very nice.  One of my
friends in Texas called me late last
night all excited.  He got home late
and found his copy of my book was
waiting for him at the his front door.
He was literally ecstatic.  Anyways,
as I said,  the book came out great 🙂
Judy also published a new book called
Stardust and Faeries which is a follow
up of one of her previous books titled
Moonlight and Owls.  LOL we’re just
a couple of writers striving to sell some
of our books.  Judy has done many
more paintings and yes I have written
many more poetry pictures or picture
poems,  how ever ya wanna say it LOL.
Yep,  I’m already about a 3rd of the way
done with book number 4 🙂 hehehehe.
Boy that wind is really blowing hard
outside.  The tarp that I had put over
the benches and the boys doghouse
has blown to pieces and it’s flapping in
the breeze.  Also the kiddy/dog pool
that I had set on top of them all has
blown off and is now lying on the
grown upside down with but only the
rainwater that collected on it to keep
it from blowing away.  It might end
up in Canada before it’s over with 🙂
We really need to buy the boys a new
doghouse,  but they do spend more
time inside than outside hehehe.  We
might one day when we have enough
money to spare.  For now the little
doghouse we bought for Benny back
in 2012 will do.  There’s not much
new going on around here.  It seems
that Judy and I have learned to use
our gifts as a bond.  She paints and
I put words to her paintings.  She’s
now in the living room working on a
craft.  I thought I would get an early
start on this journal.  Though I am
chatting with a friend at the same
time.  Also Rocky is right behind me
wanting me to play with him.  He’ll
have to wait LOL.  Things are banging
around outside from the wind blowing.
Rather noisy.  Also,  Judy hung her
wind chimes up in the window and they
are chiming away.  They’re another
of her many crafts.  She’s just getting
good at many things.  All I’m good
at is poetry,  photography,  playing
the drums and being a pain in the
butt LOL.  None the less I do stay
busy.  It’s looking more and more
like springtime outside,  but there’s
still not many trees with leaves on
them aside from the evergreens and
such.  The grass has begun to turn
green.  Now just waiting for those
sneeze weeds to start popping up 🙂
You know which ones I’m talking
about hehehe.  I do though enjoy
the colors that decorate the field
when the dandelions and daisies
start making their appearance 🙂
Thank You God for all that You
give us to enjoy that comes with
the seasons of the year.  They make
magnificent photographs and life
memories.  I guess it’s time for me
to take a little trip back through
all of my rambling 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 like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I found a decent
title just a few lines back that will
work for today’s poem and now
after checking I see I have not used
it yet,  so,  here goes…….

Life Memories

Links to our lives
as the oceans waves
flourish a heartbeat
of distant days.
Maybe a four legged
time that has passed
displays the memories
that went by too fast.
Those seasons of life
that time had displayed
become as a blessing
our Father had made.
Links as a chain
might find a little rust
as our life memories
will attempt to adjust.
Don’t let the moments
to pass you on by.
Seek for the lessons
of who, where and why.
Let the life memories
to not fade away,
for they are of part of
who you are today.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2017

Ok,  so there ya go.  I hope you liked
the poem.  I also hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  Yes I know,  I tend to talk
about our books quite a bit.  Hey I’m
very proud of them 🙂  We might not be
top publishing authors,  but we’re doing
our best.  Maybe 1 day LOL.  After I’m
dead and gone HaHaHa.  Judy is back
in here now.  The cheap sewing machine
that I bought many years ago wouldn’t
work.  To the trash.  It was a cheap little
thing that looked good on the internet,
but when I got it found it was not as
good as I thought it would be.  LOL
but then it only cost me around $15 🙂
and that was including shipping hehehe.
So Judy said,  back to the old needle
and thread by hand LOL.  She’ll get
it done.  Well I guess 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 added 8 due to
my work on picture poems.  Hopefully
you can visualize the pictures as you
read the poems.  LOL other wise you
will just have to buy our books hehehe.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that
you like.  Now,  I believe it’s time for
me to begin my search for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a wonderful weekend or whatever’s
left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that
silly off switch trying to hide this time?
Hmm,  (scratching my head) where
can that little varmint be hiding????
LOL,  I see ya,  you silly thing.  Trying
to hide behind my cameras piled up
on my printer huh hehehe.  It might
of worked aside from the issue of you
not being able to blend in with them.
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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
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+8 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

The Ballerina

This one that dances
on toes in sight
is the ballerina
a magical flight.
She dances around
like a little angel
as the ballerina
a time to untangle.
She might reach up
to touch the stars
like the ballerina
is mimicking Mars.
Twirling around
on her tippy toes
as the ballerina’s
life surely flows.
She might be seen
as a moment in space
as the ballerina
dances with grace.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017


We find our ways
to look beyond
our own ways
from dusk to dawn.
Exploring sights
we dream about
as life’s discovered
without a doubt.
Exploring oceans
and outer space,
the scenes we seek
from place to place.
Seeking for life
of another way,
but yet that life
might now display
The living breathing
lives we seek
might be the ones
we see each week.
We’re all unique
as time flies by
seeking for answers
who, where and why.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

Summer Beckons

Certain scenes
a timeless view
displays the sights
a dream come true.
Summer beckens
things to see
a river flowing
true and free.
Trees of green
right then unfold
the stage is set
a story’s told.
Summer beckens
life goes on
to paint a scene
for duck and swan.
Life’s a journey
timeless true
to display things
for us to view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

River Flowing

Like a river
lives are flowing
with their details
time’s bestowing.
Scenes become
a certain flair
headed out to
who knows where.
A river flowing
like a mind
scenes of dreams
to then unwind.
Stories written
many read
waters rampant
to succeed.
A river flowing
giving breath
life’s encounters
more or less.
Now’s a moment
often growing
as a lifestyle
river flowing.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

Winter’s Recital

A time I remember
a time I recall
is a magical moment
that came after fall.
Winter’s recital
in a wondrous display
brought many scenes
in a whitish array.
Performance enhanced
with a seasons delight
seeming as a painting
a magical sight.
Christmas beginnings
with a so scenic flair
as winter’s recital
a new breath of air.
Snow was billowing
a Christmassy view
life of the season
so fresh and anew.
Time was depicted
within a photograph
as winter’s recital
of a so distant past.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Road Through Winter

Life of a moment
lives as a thought,
timeless emotions
that cannot be bought.
A seasonal second
that minutes display,
a momentous journey
to wintertime’s day.
A road through winter
as a simple memory
becomes as a doorway
our inner sights see.
Such as a road that’s
seasoned with snow,
enhanced as a journey
that surely will grow.
Life of a moment
can become anything,
a time you remember
beginning of spring.
A road through winter
can display a view,
a time so sublime
that surely comes true.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

This Little Barn

Passing days
of timeless views
bring in sight
a weathered hue.
A little barn
within our drive
seems to say
it’s still alive.
This little barn
it has big a heart
weathered true
but still in art.
The life it shows
is in its wood
reddish color
where it stood.
Time was found
a moments yarn
of which detailed
this little barn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

So Christmassy

A scene a theme
that comes in sight,
it seems so great
it’s what I delight.
It is so Christmassy
times that display,
the magical moments
of wintertime’s day.
Christmas snow flakes
that landed on trees,
encompassing times
as awesome as these.
Life is abundant
so fluffy and white,
found so Christmassy
each day and night.
Times are recorded
as greatest we’ve seen,
life so Christmassy
it must be a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Field Of Flowers

Like a painting
my eyes see
a field of flowers
life set free.
As a memoir
life is made
many blessings
then displayed.
A field of flowers
painted true
found within
my wildest view.
Scenic colors
open wide
a field of flowers
time applied.
So much scented
with a gaze
a field of flowers
summers days.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Painted Ocean

Life of blue skies
lives and breathes
as it highlights
deep blue seas.
A painted ocean
comes in view
scenic wonders
painted blue.
Time’s a place mat
serving style
waves a crashing
scenes compile.
Life of artwork
falls in place
with the help of
saving grace.
God gives many
things to see
timeless ventures
for you and me.
A painted ocean
finds the frame
within minutes
times attain.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

Bedtime Story

Found in a book
words do describe
a dream so supreme
with life deep inside.
A story of Heaven,
a story of peace.
A story of lifestyles
time can’t release.
Within the book
is a great mystery
a time so complete
you truly can see.
A bedtime story
so many times told
a dream so supreme
that lifetimes unfold.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

God’s Trail

Some paths we find
are not so great
they only make us
Yet some paths
some tracks of time
are made by God
with things to find.
God’s trail is seen
when time is ceased
and life we live
is then released.
We might find tracks
that have a train
a locomotive
with much pain.
But the courses
that we go
will find God’s trail
to rightly flow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

Waves Of Thunder

Through our lives
we might be found
always seeking
solid ground.
Waves of thunder
churn and roar
as we’re seeking
safe ashore.
God gives strength
to go through time
waves of thunder
that we find.
When life’s crashing
as you’re rowing
your life boat
is truth bestowing.
Time might become
hard to see,
but you’ll make it
Waves of thunder
cannot win
if you let God
enter in.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Stormy Sunset

Whirling twirling
signs of strife
might be signs
a change of life.
A stormy sunset
that you view
might be signs
of something new.
A tornado
spinning around
might be time to
seek safe ground.
A stormy sunset
life alone
might be signs
you need atone.
Passed days living
might display
a stormy sunset
shade of gray.
Let some peace to
fall in place
a stormy sunset
saved by grace.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Summer Of Life

Cows in a pasture,
horses there too
seasons own threshold
is given to view.
Spring brought to life
a doorway of scenes
as summer of life
enhances the greens.
It seems as a stage
that came into sight
a scene that is filled
with summer delight.
Time’s but an essence
of life giving flow
as summer displays
the things that will grow.
A moment that finds
a peaceful array
summer of life
such a wonderful way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Summer Cruise

Spring is finding
life of times
a summer cruise
with inner minds.
Cycling down
a timeless way
a summer cruise
that’s within May.
Springtime’s fancy
sounds are clear
as the echoes
A summer cruise
throughout time
displays journeys
a scenic sign.
The connections
brings to life
a wondrous view
The road’s alive
that ones ride on
as a passage
dusk from dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

A Springtime Day

Greens and yellows
blossoms bloom
a springtime day
in the afternoon.
Dandelions spreading
in a field of green
is a springtime day
a wonderful scene.
Seeming as a painting
with a magical hue
a springtime day
comes into view.
Alive with chirping
of birds in flight
a springtime day
is an awesome sight.
It seems as Heaven
with colors of gold
a springtime day
to most surely behold.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

Winter Becomes

A page in a book
as a turn of time
becomes as a stage
such wondrous design.
A seasonal scene
of a white fluffy way
is a stage set to be
a bright winters day.
The snow is gleaming
as a beacon of light
while winter becomes
such a magical sight.
The trees all covered
with snow that falls
a moment in time
that my life recalls.
This is the season
a cold snowy view
as winter becomes
as blessings so true.
Seen as a painting
God’s Hands bestow
as winter becomes
some fluffy white snow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

for May 4,  2017

Time is but a flight
of seconds being counted
to become a day.

Beyond what we see
are shadows of the living
that exist as life.

Our varieties
are as associations
of which that we choose.

A pear is a pear
but it’s shape is deciphered
that of a woman.

Life to the fullest
is only our perception,
as we view our lives.

A flower beckons
for a bubble bee’s lifestyle
to conjoin with it.

Some days are stormy
while others are bright sunshine
that evens the mix.

Sadness is the fuel
for happiness and desire,
for it gives us want.

Trees that are leaning
may have been within a storm
with branches weighed down.

Someone’s conclusion
might be nothing but guessing,
for answers elude.

Driving through springtime
you might see lifetimes blossom
that was once in snow.

Deep within minutes
holds seconds to be counted
to become your life.

The past is the past
and we carry the baggage
that lets the past live.

Belief in something
does not always make it so,
but in God it’s true.

Life is a doorway
that connects many lifestyles
to become much more.

Change is illusion
if it is not done within,
for actions can lie.

Scenes of explosions
might be dynamite of life
that was not dealt with.

Feeling for a pulse
will only show a heartbeat
and not ones true self.

Looking up skyward
some clouds might drift in your view
and become blessings.

A small blade of grass
can become someone’s front yard
as it reaches out.

Highlights of our lives
might change as we grow older
looking at the past.

Jumping too quickly
might land you in a puddle
that shows your mistakes.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them all below.
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 🙂

A Little Sunshine


Hello my friends

Well it looks like springtime has officially
landed in Northeastern Maine.  All of the
snow has almost melted away,  but there’s
still a few patches of snow that are holding
on for dear life LOL.  Yet,  for the most
part,  it is gone.  Some of the grass is even
beginning  to turn green,  here and there 🙂
The high for today is what it is right now,
56 F degrees.  Yes I know for many of you
56 F degrees doesn’t say springtime,  but
for up here,  that’s what it is.  It won’t get
much warmer for another week or 2.  So,
what else is there to talk about?  Hmmm,
well,  the other day (April 21) I took a
picture of it snowing.  It was after dark
and I had to use the flash of my camera.
It seems I caught a picture of Milo in a
smoky haze within the snow.  I didn’t see
it at first,  but I was going through recent
photos last night and spotted an eye and
Judy spotted the other and his snout and
mouth.  It looks like he was smiling at me.
I know it seems weird,  but the picture is
in last weeks journal stationery if you’d
like to look for yourself and see what you
can see.  The picture has not been changed
other than sized down for the stationery.
Anyways,  Judy and I can clearly see our
dearly departed Milo in the picture.  You
might not,  but that’s OK.  I might put
the picture as the first of my stationery
pictures for this week if I remember LOL.
This passed week has been not so eventful.
We went to Walmart twice LOL.  The 1st
time when we came home we saw that we
had ducks in our yard and I took a few
pictures of them.  Of course I was afraid
to let the boys out of the back seat being
I thought they might go chasing the little
Mallards,  but when we let them out,  they
didn’t even pay the ducks any mind.  It
was as if they didn’t even see them LOL.
Although how could they miss them :)?
Nope they just looked for someplace to
go potty and then they were ready to go
inside while the ducks still waddled all
about.  It has rained quite a bit lately,
but then that’s the norm for up here LOL.
If it’s not snowing,  it’s raining!  Oh yea,
I got book number 3 published last week.
I’ll add a link to it at the bottom along
with the other links.  I hope that 1 day
our books begin selling.  It would make
all of the hard work worth it.  Oh well,
life goes on.  Maybe after I’m dead and
gone,  our books will begin selling LOL.
Who knows what’ll happen in the future?
Only God :).  So what else is there for me
to yammer about?  Well,  Judy has done
quite a few more paintings and yes I’m
still writing hehehe.  I’ve already begun
working on volume 4 of Pearce’s Poetry
Pictures 🙂  Yeppers,  I’ve already written
30 picture poems.  It seems I’ve a knack
for poetry pictures.  Who’d a thunk it 🙂
They do keep me busy hehehe.  Actually
writing the poem is fairly easy for me.
It’s the formatting it to the picture that
I wrote it for that is often the hardest to
do.  But I do enjoy it.  it’s sort of fun,
for a while and after a while becomes a
headache LOL.  Anyways,  next topic.
We had a little sunshine one day last
week,  but that was very brief.  Today is
cloudy as normal.  It seems that we don’t
see much sunshine up here,  but in that
same note,  it also doesn’t get as hot as
it does down south.  That part of it is
the part that I love.  I can’t handle too
much heat.  I’m very prone to strokes
due to excessive heat such as anything
above 80 F degrees.  That’s one reason
it’s good for me to be away from Texas.
I had multiple heat strokes when I lived
there which also caused my left eye to
go blind.  So here I shall stay,  in the
frigid north where we often have snow
with 6 months of winter LOL.  Yeppers,
it pays to like snow,  but even I get a
little tired of the white stuff after 4 or 5
months of it LOL.  There is still 1 small
patch of snow beside our driveway that
seems to refuse to melt Hahaha.  The boys
seem to head right to it every time they
go outside.  Though,  it too will be gone
soon and they’ll have to just do their
thing wherever LOL. Of course Rocky
already does that along with the other
hehehe.  So,  now to await the budding
of flowers and leaves on the trees.  None
yet,  but I’m sure in time after the cold
nights cease and desist they’ll start their
decor for spring and summer.  Though,
they might miss springtime just a tad 🙂
There isn’t much else to tell ya,  aside
from the fact that God is still watching
over us and it seems that Milo is as well.
God has been there for me in my life so
many times I cannot count them and He
is watching over Judy and I as well as
sending angels to be daily protection
and providers for peace.  I would not
be here if it were not for Jesus and His
daily love and care.  Thank You God,
for all that You have done for us and
all that You will do.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to be taking my little trip
back through all that I’ve written here,
to try and 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
always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may stumbled on what seems
to be a good title and after checking
I see I have not used it yet,  so used it
shall be Mwahahahahehehehahahaha.
Here goes…..

A Little Sunshine

As days and weeks
become as years
a little sunshine
dries the tears.
Beyond a moment
life is found
a little sunshine
on the ground.
As the minutes
join the game
a little sunshine
might give rain.
A cloud or two
might grow to be
a little sunshine
less to see.
Yet as the minutes
times portray
a little sunshine
heals the gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 30,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you enjoyed the poem
and hopefully didn’t bored too much with
my rambling LOL.  I can’t help it,  I’m a
rambling man hehehe.  I do tend to write
about silly things huh.  Oh well,  That’s me.
I think many of you on my email list have
grown accustomed to the way that I write
knowing that there are many of you that
have been receiving my emails for maybe
20 years or more LOL.  So,  what have
I forgotten to mention?  Oh yea,  there
are prayers needed for the Canton Texas
area and a few others.  Tornadoes touched
down and did a lot of damage and so far
they have found 5 deceased with possibly
more after they go through the wreckage.
I send my love and prayers down to you
all.  Now I believe it’s time for me to tell
you what I tell you almost every week and
that is,  I wrote a few more poems and
haiku.  Ok maybe more than a few hehehe.
Yeppers,  I wrote my regular 10 with an
added 6 due to,  well you know LOL 🙂
So  all in all I wrote 16 poems.  I also
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.  With that
said I reckon it’s time for me to begin
my search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you all
a most joyful weekend or whatever is
left of it and a truly blessings filled week.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Now,  where is that silly off switch
hiding this week?  Hmmmm,  searching
around the room.  LOL there ya are.
Hiding behind the window shade.  That
was a good hiding spot aside from the
fact you were on the wrong side of it 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
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 🙂

Birch Of Dawn

Evening comes
and then it goes
as the night sky
surely flows.
Birch trees wait
to find a view
of the mornings
early dew.
Yet the night sky
paints with ease
birch displaying
many leaves.
Then the starlight
fades to past
leaving only
slight contrast.
For the morning
sings its song
that of scenic
birch of dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 23,  2017

Spring Comes To Life

Found is a flower
a sunny side way
springtime’s arrival
is brighter in May.
Life begins growing
bestowing a view
seasons on threshold
timeless and new.
Spring comes to life
as a flourishing time
watered as dewdrops
with life to unwind.
Living as blessings
as time is displayed
season’s awakened
so Heavenly made.
Spring comes to life
as sunshine is shown
flavors of flowers
as Heaven’s cologne.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 23,  2017

Through A Passage

Time’s a photo
a picture taken
through a passage
that’s awakened.
Scenes of bliss
with river flowing
ages stages
time’s bestowing.
Autumns colors
slightly seen
through a passage
so pristine.
Life’s a journey
like a blessing
in my view.
Through a passage
life is found
age to age
as sight and sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2017

Trekking Through

Time and space
is our destination
searching for
a new location.
Living life
of a different way
trekking through
a new display.
We search the skies
for different views
to become as
our daily news.
So many different
sights are seen,
but many call them
merely a dream.
With each new sight
ones might believe
a story told
that ones perceive.
A timeless voyage
to outer space
trekking through
might find our place.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2017

In My Sight

Life of wonder
winter white
gives me blessings
in my sight.
As a painting
hung with care
in my sight
is a love affair.
A dream come true
a scenic blessing
in my sight
is winter’s dressing.
Trees that glisten
early morn
found as magic
then reborn.
In my sight
I see the scenes
winter’s display
snow of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2017

April Showers

Rain is falling
on my face,
but the moments
I embrace.
Then as raindrops
fall much harder
my umbrella
seeks to barter.
Giving pleasure
of its gain
sounding off
the falling rain.
Raindrops glisten
in the hours
this is found as
April showers.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2017

The End Of Winter

Seasons notions
still consider
not to see the
end of winter.
Yet the snowflakes
fade real fast
warmer weather’s
here at last.
The end of winter
might be vague,
but it’s soon to
surely fade.
Leaving only
scenes we see
mailbox covered
white debris.
Yet the snow will
surely cease
the end of winter
will find peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 24,  2017

Like A Painting

Light that dims
and leaves a glow
is the sunshine
sinking low.
Time is artwork
in contrast
like a painting
shadows cast.
Dimming beauty
mountain sights
becomes essence
pure delight.
Scenes as Heaven
sweet as gold
like a painting
does unfold.
Evening’s memoir,
joy is found
like a painting
all around.
That of sunshine
mountain scenes
like a painting
sunshine themes.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 25,  2017

Beneath The Water

When looking down
in waters depth
I seek to dive
and hold my breath.
The clear waters
surely show
things that live
as waters flow.
Beneath the water
holds a place
a wondrous scene
with life’s embrace.
Time’s a ripple
found to be
beneath the water
life set free.
Fish are hiding
in the wake
beneath the water
in the lake.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 25,  2017

Winter Stroll

Step by step
a winter’s day
footsteps make
a days display.
The time is found
a snowy scene
step by step
a winter’s theme.
A winter stroll
in a field of white
step by step
a scenic sight.
The fluffy flakes
upon the trees
swaying in
the winter breeze.
Time is as
a scenic dance
found within a
moments glance.
Footsteps made
a timeless goal
displays life
a winter stroll.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 26,  2017

Snow Angels

The beginning of winter
shows seasons delight
snow angels displayed
in snow oh so white.
Left from a glimmer
of persons that made
snow angels that day
so timeless inlaid.
The snowy shadows
of the past and present
snow angels formed as
a wondrous event.
Left over portions
of them that were there
snow angels display
that wintertime flare.
The beginning of winter
brings alive this view
that is left to become
a day fresh and new.
A Christmassy theme
of lives to and fro
that time is depicting
snow angels in snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 27,  2017

Upon The Edge

Distant scenes
with stages set
become a time
I can’t forget.
Upon the edge
a scene is found
a timeless view
to look around.
A mere moment
to then explore
that brings to life
an opened door.
A photo realm
of hearts desire
upon the edge
to then admire.
The view of life
that times fulfill
might seem as if
it’s a windowsill.
A stage that’s set
to seem a ledge
might be a road
upon the edge.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 28,  2017

Life Of Day

Lost in a gaze
the sunshine shows
the life of day
that time bestows.
Evening sunlight
melts from view
creating scenes
a wondrous hue.
With but a glimmer
of sunlight to fade
the life of day
is surely made.
Lost in a time
that a clock exposes
the sunshine seems
like wondrous roses.
Every essence
is filled with love
the life of day
from God above.
The evening sun
displays its sight
the life of day
beginning of night.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 28,  2017

Through A Window

Ones perception
times transcend
might just become
your best friend.
Yet the moments
we found so clear
might be a vision
of the yesteryears.
Our perception
we think as gold
could be but only
the days of old.
Truth is written
within the past
through a window
that’s fading fast.
Yet the minutes
that time displays
through a window
can heal the grays.
With perceptions
corrected sight
through a window
can become right.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 28,  2017

Day Of Rest

My dog and I
we sit at rest
with a little bird
of living quest.
Time displays the
days and weeks
a day of rest
within its peaks.
Life is counted
so timelessly seen
a picture painting
of  dream.
As life goes round
it brings in view
a day of rest
for me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2017

Scenes Alive

Life’s a moment
minutes displayed
while our clocks
minutes might fade.
Mere photographs
of our memories
become of a time
of distant seas.
As scenes alive
a doorway finds
a place of grace
connecting minds.
With just a view
that photos record
the scenes alive
are minutes reward.
A taste of time
in a photograph
a special time
of the distant past.
A time and place
that came to be
as scenes alive
of our history.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2017

for Apr 29,  2017

Life of a flower
is a living photograph
painted by Heaven.

Spring is a season
that brings to life many things
that might live longer.

Found on a journey
footsteps might be discovered
that hint where to go.

Beneath a rain cloud
holds a pathway of chances
for rainbows to grow.

Distant memories
can become as our shadows
that thrive in today.

Waiting for summer
becomes a springtime journey
found within our minds.

Painting a picture
using what we imagine
becomes as abstract.

Lost in an ocean
a wave finds its direction
as the winds will blow.

Numerous pathways
hold the links to our lifestyles
of which we must choose.

Our own descriptions
might be filled with deception
as we each perceive.

The hours in a day
give us chances to blossom
or become stagnant.

Someone’s crying eyes
could be holding tight to life
that is haunting them.

Leaves that blow briskly
can be someone else’s life
as painstaking trials.

Dissolving heartbeats
leaves blood to flow fluently
as our memories.

Clinging to lifestyles
could find you in the poorhouse
filled with your regrets.

Beside a river
lives a peaceful decision
directions to find.

is a world that can live
if it’s meant to be.

A forest of trees
might hide lonely trees within
that need some sunshine.

Beyond what we see
is a place that might exist,
but not understood

The blue sky above
becomes dark within deep space
with more to unveil.

A harmonica
plays the songs of a journey
as wind from the lips.

The risks that we take
might become regrets in time,
but also lessons.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 29,  2017

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Magical Beauty


Hello my friends

Well,  to begin with,  it looks like spring
might be finally showing its face up here.
Although it’s snowed the passed few days.
Yep,  it’s been snowing,  but the ground
has warmed too much for any to stay on
it.  It’s 48 F degrees right now and 50 is
supposed to be the high.  The high for the
week is supposed to be in the 50’s and then
by the end of the week reach the 60’s yea.
Life at the Pearce’s Place is still kicking 🙂
With each day passing it’s looking more
and more like springtime.  I’ve been busy
writing more and more poetry pictures
and Judy’s been busy painting and doing
all sorts of crafts.  The boys are doing well.
They’re both lying in the floor right now.
It’s 50 F degrees now.  LOL I took a little
pause to reply to a friend on Messenger
and I guess that’s all the time needed for
the temperature to warm up 2 degrees 🙂
Pretty soon we will be able to take the
boys out for a field trip hehehe.  But it’s
just a little bit too wet and muddy now.
We’re hoping that our landlord finally
finishes up on the add on to our house.
Maybe that will happen this summer 🙂
We’ve got a lot of plans for that thing,
but can’t do them until it is totally done.
For now,  we’ll just dream of what we’re
gonna do with it LOL.  Judy and I are
making plans to take a few picture taking
drives down to the coast and many other
places.  Life is good.  We have our fair
share of problems,  but we’re hanging in
there.  Believe it or not,  I spend most of
my time writing picture poems or poetry
pictures,  which ever you prefer calling
them LOL.  Yeppers,  I’ve written 160 for
book number 3 and have already written
14 for book number 4.  Judy and I will
be maybe working on getting book 3 on
the chop block to get it published this
week.  No hurry,  but I’m sure we will
get it published before May.  Now,  what
else has gone on around this place this
passed week?  Hmm,  good question 🙂
Not much other than the typical things
such as us watching TV.  Of course Judy
had craft night last Thursday and she
made a hanging wind spinner.  It looks
pretty nice.  It’s hanging in our window
now,  but the window is closed so it’s
just hanging there in a non moving state.
The sun’s shining brightly today and it
makes for a beautiful spring day.  All of
the snow is almost melted away aside
from a few patches holding on for dear
life LOL.  Yep,  it looks like winter has
lost the battle.  Of course soon we will
be looking forwards to winter to once
again share its snowflakes with us and
decorate the landscape.  I do love the
snow,  but it does get old after a while.
Spring and summer is great as well,  but
they also get old.  That’s when fall comes
in with its magical beauty to decorate the
left over scenes with brightly colored
leaves.  LOL of course for those of you
that have a lot of trees in your yard I’m
sure that can turn into a nightmare huh.
Yep,  somebody’s gotta rake those leaves
up don’t they hehehehe?  Our nearest
trees are the forest about 50 feet from
our house.  They do start looking pretty
during autumn.  Of course they’ve also
got their beauty to display in spring and
summer.  Winter has its own special glow
as the snowflakes land on the limbs and
create their magic.  When the sun comes
out and glistens on them there is a special
glimmer that can only be described as
Heaven.  So,  I guess I like each one of
the seasons in their own way.  I don’t
know how people can stand it to live in
a place where there are no seasons.  To
me,  that would get old real quick.  Yep,
the 4 seasons each have their own way
of which they harness the moments.  We
often forget that the beauty of now can
become non existent if we do not take
care of our planet.  Too many people
think that there is no problem,  but the
problem is becoming more clear every
day.  We’ve allowed ones that don’t care
about anything other than themselves
and the almighty dollar that they worship
to do all of their dirty work to the planet.
Let God help you to find your role in life
and begin trying to reverse the affects of
the damage.  I know much of the damage
to the Earth is too much to be repaired,  but
we can slow down the process if we work
together.  WE might even be able to repair
some of the damage.  LOL I know,  get
off of it.  So Ok,  I guess it’s time for me
to be taking a little trip 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.  I think I found
a decent title about halfway back through
my rambling.  Now to see what I can do
with it 🙂  Here goes.

Magical Beauty

Life in the seasons
create many things
Heaven’s on portal
with wonderful scenes.
Magical beauty
in a charismatic flow,
spring times arrival
to wintertime’s snow.
Summer shows scenic
it’s wonderful ways
found as a painting
of God’s Own displays.
Autumn brings seasons
a connection in time
magical beauty
oh so divine.
Creating patchwork
as a quilt sewn together
magical beauty
in all kinds of weather.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 23,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem.
I also hope you enjoyed my rambling or
whatever you would call that hehehehehe.
This turned out to be one of my shorter
rambling epidemics LOL.  I guess I just
didn’t have that much to say.  LOL, yes I
know,  me not have much to say Hahaha.
Yes I do have my moments.  Not that many
mind you,  but I do have them 🙂  I have
been taking pictures of the different days
as the snows would begin and then cease.
Back and forth hehehe.  Our grandson
Christian came last Monday and stayed
with us till Thursday.  We had a great time.
We always enjoy having him stay with us.
Although by Thursday he was ready to
go home.  I think he was homesick 🙂
Judy took him with her to craft night
at her sister’s house and his mom took
him home from there.  So me and the
boys just hung together.  I wrote more
poetry pictures and all while waiting for
Judy to get home that night.  So,  that’s
about it.  Now I think 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 4 due to all of
the poetry pictures.  Last week I miss
counted and I missed 1 and so there
were 13 instead of 12 LOL.  Anyways,
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.  With that said,  I reckon it’s
time for me to begin my search for ye
ole off switch,  but not before I wish
you a most joyful week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do to.  Now,
where pray tell do you think that silly
off switch would be hiding this week?
Hmm,  I think I spy with my 1 good
eye a disfigured battery that is trying
to fit into a pack of AA batteries LOL.
Yep,  you don’t look much like a AA.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
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+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Easter Butterfly

Found in spring
is such a view
Easter butterfly
fresh and new.
Seasons greeted
with its flight
Easter butterfly
found in sight.
Times a painting
a pictured dream
Easter butterfly
then is seen.
Such a fragrant
sight to see
Easter butterfly
flying free.
Just like Heaven
with its gaze
Easter butterfly
paints the days.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2017

Winter Still Lives On

Seen in the distance
is snow holding tight
stages of winter
with mallards in sight.
A little moment
of a pond melted true
shows signs springtime
that’s coming in view.
Winter still lives on
in a fraction of time
found as a memory
a wondrous design.
The clock is ticking
as springtime gives way
to open the doors to
a brand new day.
The season’s connected
to so many dreams
as winter still lives on
in watery streams.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2017

Faded Winter

Seconds moving
minutes gaining
time is showing
seasons painting.
Faded winter
leaves some snow
in the springtime
sure to flow.
As it’s melting
it shows true
rivers flowing
Seasons seconds
moving fast
leaving glimmers
of the past.
Times rekindled
people gaze
life surmounting
sunny days.
Yet the scene now
shows so true
faded winter
in the view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2017

Magic Meadow

Scenic colors
all combined
become moments
to remind.
In a meadow
painted true
a sweet picture
comes in view.
Magic meadow
counted as
a day to see.
Scenic colors
come to life
healing many
of their strife.
Enhanced beauty
life’s window
found within a
magic meadow.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2017

Yellow Brick Road

Our footsteps in life
are a rhythmic style
maybe out of sync
as we go every mile.
The lessons may grow
as the miles we drive
on a yellow brick road
to the ways we survive.
Time might be hidden
in a tin can of time
or maybe a scarecrow
that’s found in a rhyme.
We might need courage
to move on ahead
as problems arise then
that we maybe dread.
A yellow brick road
to a magical place
might unlock journeys
to a time to embrace.
Kneel down in prayer
for help with your load
as you walk the path
of the yellow brick road.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2017

Springtime’s Begun

Blue skies upon us
as springs serenade
brings forth the melting
of snow that was laid.
Seasons on threshold
has entered on through
allowing for daisies
and dandelions too.
The waters still seeping
down through the soil
giving the plant life
strength to uncoil.
Springtime’s begun
as a natural phase
unleashing flowers
for seasons displays.
Now is a moment
a blessing in time
found as a picture
from Lord God divine.
Life as an echo
of seasons own sun
is found in a moment
springtime’s begun.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18,  2017

The Passing

Brief scenes we pass
might be a clue
a point in time
with wondrous hue.
The passing of
our seasons sights
begins the phase
of days and nights.
An old house sitting
on top of a hill
the passing days
that time does fulfill.
Scenes so brief
that pass on through
that just might then
evade our view.
The new scenery
from springs advance
displays the passing
life of chance.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18, 2017

Dandelions And Crocuses

Flowers seen flourishing
in a painting of style
dandelions and crocuses
bring ones a smile.
Colors of springtime
are life’s shining rays
found in the meadows
of springtime’s days.
Dandelions and crocuses
blossom and bloom
as they begin growing
May unto June.
Then within summer
they still are found true
reflections of springtime
as each day anew.
Life is awakened
as the stage is set
springtime’s arrival
that time can’t forget.
Flowers in a meadow
display such a sign
dandelions and crocuses
found in springtime.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 18,  2017

Winter’s Page

Seeming magic
seasons hues
winter’s pages
greatest views
Timeless scenes
that come alive
when we take
a little drive.
Ice and snow
becomes the past
as a scenic
shadows cast.
Winter’s page
is in a book
a timeless scene
a wondrous look.
Season’s story
age to age
spring then enters
winter’s page.
A red crest robin
comes in spring
as some ducks
complete the scene.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2017

Spring’s Encounters

The weather signs
that winters show
after seasons
flakes of snow
become the signs
of road repairs
with the things
the cold impairs.
Ice and snow
creates ice heaves
with what all
that winter leaves.
So many bumps
from ice and snow
spring is found to
then bestow.
Spring’s encounters
times embrace
found in roads
will slow your pace
as the road crews
start repair
on the roads
to here and there.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2017

Time Falls Away

Worn to a frazzle
a minute might be
as life unravels
the things we see.
Time falls away
with just a glance
while the minutes
sing and dance.
We might miss
the special times
the scenes so great
that time refines.
Like an old barn
weathered and worn
time falls away
to new days born.
The old is beauty
of a different gaze
rekindled love
from distant days.
Time falls away
to become as anew
as life is changed
to a different view.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2017

Reach For The Stars

Seek for the dreams
and live full of life.
Don’t let the moments
to fill you with strife.
Reach for the minutes
and reach for the gain,
but don’t let reality
to fill you with pain.
Blessings are upon us
as each day is found,
we just need to stop
and take a look around.
Reach for the heavens
and seek better views,
times to become as
much better news.
Reach for the stars
as you open your eyes
and let God to give you
a great big surprise.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 20,  2017

The Little Gray Dog

Seen as a shadow
a dog sits and stares
at the moon up above
as it fervently glares.
The little gray dog
also watches some birds
flying in the moonlight
with silence as words.
The night becomes still
as the birds fly away
leaving the moonlight
for the dog then to bay.
A red tree of autumn
is losing its leaves
as the little gray dog
then surely perceives.
The night sky awakens
with clouds flying by
as the little gray dog
bids moonlight goodbye.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 22,  2017

Beach Side Memories

Those days I remember
as a moment in time,
oceans waves crashing
as a rhythmic rhyme.
Beach side memories
of a scene in my gaze
some people on horses
those great summer days.
The scent of the ocean
was a fragrant treat
found with my eyes
and sand beneath feet.
Beach side memories,
a sight to behold.
A time I remember
of great days of old.
Those summertime scenes
that I hold dear to heart
are now wondrous photos
as God’s work of art.
Those magical moments,
those sweet melodies
are now of the greatest
beach side memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 22,  2017

for Apr 22,  2017

Without a shadow
we would be a memory
without any light.

Love is a doorway
to a hearts true desire,
but needs to have God.

Searching for the moon
will cause ones to miss the stars
that are abundant.

Springtime’s butterflies
come fluttering with pure joy
as the flowers bloom.

Life is a moment
that many will overlook
due to their problems.

Found in a doorway
is a pathway to lessons
or some memories.

A journey through snow
might hold footsteps remembered,
but not directions.

Dreaming of springtime
might acquire it’s vision
and its aroma.

Challenges of life
are the weights that make us strong
from lifting each one.

Various seconds
will seem as eternity
while we are waiting.

Ghostly memories
are as shadows in the night
that we bring to life.

Heaven holds spirits
that may have lived among us
as earthly angels.

Shelter from a storm
might consist of a doorway
to an open heart.

Ticking hands of time
are often counted with fear
and not the blessings.

A dream is a dream
and reality is real,
but they can connect.

Counting all the stars
will test your skill in patience
as daytime meets night.

Loss of a loved one
might make you feel all alone,
but they’re still with you.

Through every window
there’s another view to see
with choices to make.

Beyond perception
is a conceived idea
that we decide on.

The ocean of time
is as the waves of a clock
that tick forever.

Holding too tightly
to a moment remembered
will push out today.

A rose will blossom
to become so much beauty
that ones cannot frown.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 22,  2017

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Start Climbing


Hello my friends

I hope you had a happy Easter.  Judy and
I stayed home and enjoyed being with each
other.  Judy had cortisone shots in her knees
Thursday and her knees are still a little bit
tender,  but they’re easing up.  Judy went up
to Northern Maine to see her mom yesterday.
They had Easter dinner at the nursing home.
Judy took a few pictures of her and had one
of the nurses take a picture of Judy and her
mom together.  I’ll put some of the pictures
in my stationery.  Here lately Judy and I
have been watching live feed of a pregnant
giraffe in the Animal Adventure Park and
April the giraffe has been pregnant for over
a year and she was ready to give birth any
day.  Well She gave birth yesterday almost
exactly 1 hour after Judy headed to Eagle
Lake Maine to see her mom LOL.  I got
out my camera and tripod and recorded
the birth and the little guys first steps for
her to watch when she got home.  LOL it
figures just when Judy heads off is when
April decides to do it.  When Judy left 2
hooves were sticking out of Aprils hind end.
So now the little guy is bouncing around
having a blast.  They’ve yet to of come up
with a name for him and they are asking
people to give them ideas.  He’s 5’9″ and
129 pounds.  Hehehe we live an exciting life
don’t we.  Yeppers,  the Pearce’s Place is
1 lively place LOL.  Oh yea,  tomorrows
forecast has rain and snow in it and then
forecasted for Thursday to Saturday more
of the same hehehe.  Spring’s a little bit
confused it seems 😉  so what else is going
on around this place?  Well,  now that the
snow has begun to melt,  we have a lake
in our front yard LOL.  Also now that
Rocky can get to the back door,  he thinks
he should come in the back door and he
proceeds to sit on the back steps and bark.
I have to holler,  come around to the front
you big dummy hehehe.  We’ve got a chair
and our radiator heater in front of the back
door which makes it a little hard to open
at the moment.  Of course as springtime
finally gets a footing and the temperatures
start climbing,  I’ll move the heater,  but
what to do with the chair.  Hmmm I have
not thought that far in advance hehehe.
Judy’s watching a video from Adventure
Park right now.  It seems we’ve gotten
hooked on that.  I guess there are worse
things to get hooked on hehehe.  Right
now at 6 PM it’s 52 F degrees.  Tonight’s
low is supposed to be 36 F.  Tomorrows
high is supposed to be 40 F and tomorrow
nights low is supposed to be 26 F,  so you
see,  it still gets a tad cold up here even
though it is springtime.  We’re used to it.
It’s a yearly thing.  Right now there are
still a few patches of snow here and there.
I feel sorry for the people in low lying
areas LOL.  They’re getting all the melted
snow and river ice jams.  Again,  that’s a
yearly thing.  Judy and I watched one of
our favorite programs,  Deadliest Catch.
It’s on Tuesdays.  We’ve watched every
season of it.  This is the 12th season of it.
Yep,  we’ve been watching it for 12 years
now.  So I guess you could say that we
like to watch it hehehe.  We’ve got many
different TV programs that we like to
watch.  Believe it or not,  all of them are
ones we both like.  Of course I may not
like Finding Bigfoot as much as Judy,
but I do like it.  It’s funny or at least it
is to me hehehe.  Benny and Rocky are
right behind me wanting treats.  I figure
I might as well give them a treat so they
will leave me alone for a while hehehe,
or at least until I get done writing.  The
chew sticks should pacify them for a bit.
There’s not much else to tell you.  Judy
is over at her PC now,  sitting filling out
the papers for our doctors fees.  We had
to print out the last 3 months of our bank
statements to show how much we make.
It’s for the sliding fee.  Anyways,  God is
still taking good care of Judy and I.  We
have a happy home or semi happy hehehe.
No home is always overjoyed LOL.  Life
is life and it has its ups and downs,  but
we manage to find a smiling face through
it all.  Always remember,  today,  this
minute,  this second is but just a moment
and it will pass.  Look for the blessings
that might hide in the corners of your life.
We all have our own share of struggles,
but many do not advertise them.  Many
prefer to keep them to themselves and
try to make like they have no problems.
Don’t try to keep them from God,  for
He knows even if you do not tell Him,
so let Him help.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to look back on all that I have
written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
a decent title about halfway through
my rambling and now after checking I
see that I have not used it as of yet,  so
used it shall be 🙂  Here goes…

Start Climbing

Through a threshold
walking straight
you might find
a dismal date.
Yet the portal
of which you see
might just find
your history.
Memories makings
counted true,
the things you did
and things you’d do.
So start climbing
passed that frame
and find blessings
to attain.
Don’t let people
hold you back
by their choices
found off track.
Now start climbing
learning true
what that’s better
then to do.
Leave the sadness
on the floor
and start climbing
Let God’s blessings
find your face
while you’re climbing
in His grace.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 16,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem.
If not,  then Oh well LOL.  Right now at
7 PM it’s 50 F.  The temperature’s dropped
a couple of degrees.  We’ve got our heater
set on 52 F LOL so it only comes on late
at night.  Of course the house retains a
lot of heat from sunshine,  when we have
some hehehe.  The problem is,  we don’t
see a lot of sunshine LOL.  When it stops
snowing,  it starts raining.  Fortunately
our solar lights that we have outside are
motion activated,  so they get enough
of a charge,  even through the clouds
to work.  They only come on when the
boys go outside to potty and stay on for
about 30 seconds without any activity.
We love them.  If we go shopping and
it’s dark when we get home,  the lights
come on so we can see to unload the car.
Well that’s about it.  I guess it’s time
for me to be telling you what I tell you
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems with an added 2 due to
the many poetry pictures I’ve been
writing hehehe.  I know,  the poems
might not make much sense without
the pictures,  but hey,  maybe that’ll
give ya a urge to buy our books LOL.
Ok and so I also wrote 22 more haiku
for all of the haiku lovers out there.
I hope you can find 1 or 2 of ether or
both that you like.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely not
before I wish you a Happy Easter and
a Blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now
to find that off switch.  Hmm,  what
is that behind IR camera?  LOL I see
ya.  You might of not been seen if you
had not of twitched your switch LOL.
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+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Luna Moth

This moth of the moon
it flutters and flies
an endeavoring scene
found low in the skies.
It’s a wonderful sight
this moth of the moon,
it makes many hearts
to magically swoon.
Within its wingspan
it’s found to display
the heartbeat of life
in a wonderful way.
Its life is very short,
but it still seeks to give
a portion of itself
to show how to live.
It seems as created
from stars up above
this moth of the moon
that’s filled full of love.
This creature of life
is like a flying cloth
fluttering flying
the Luna Moth.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2017

Inside A Thought

Forests of feelings
find such a view
seen as a moment
that might come true.
Thinking a pattern
a pleasant array
inside a thought
with colorful sway.
In autumns turnstile
is life’s spinning wheel
presenting pictures
that our hands can feel.
Life as a journey
with its scenic style
becomes a conquest
to blossom a smile.
Mimicking patterns
of yesterdays frame
inside a thought
grows life to attain.
Scented aromas
of life that’s displayed
inside a thought
can be true promenade.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2017

Wintery Scenes

A splash of a snowflake
with others in style
paints a perfect picture
of a momentous smile.
Those wintery scenes
that then come to be
a sight that’s displayed
for our eyes to see.
An ocean of whiteness
with scenes oh so cold
those wintery scenes
that our hands can hold.
They become just a day,
a time we remember
a seasonal stage
as life’s burning ember.
A puppy dog playing
in the snow fluffy white
those wintery scenes
such a wonderful sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 11,  2017

Easter Basket

With but a notion
a certain array
one’s found painting
an Easter display.
Two bunny’s sitting
in an Easter basket
watching the day
a tisket and tasket.
With some red roses
found there in place
this Easter basket
shares but a taste.
An Easter design
of a day so sweet
as two Easter bunnies
make it complete.
Waiting for eggs
to spread all around
to become children’s
things to be found.
Some colorful eggs
for children to find
to put in their basket
for Easter time.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2017

The Coldest Hue

Scenes so cold
yet oh so fine
are the seasons
that we find.
Whitish hues
of winters days
are coldest seen
within a phase.
The coldest hue
of day and night
is found within
a moments sight.
With arrangements
times astound
life becomes
a look around.
A simple scene
that comes in view
of wintertime
the coldest hue.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2017

Past Times Remembered

The changes of autumn
are colors so sweet
past times remembered
that none can compete.
We take many pictures
of the colors divine
to be the recordings
of a wonderful time.
Seasons awakened
with life to partake
past times remembered
of a beautiful lake.
Trees on the shoreline
enhance every sight
with the many colors
of a scenic delight.
Past times remembered
are seasons to see
found in the pictures
of autumns beauty.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2017

A Distant Field

Times of wonder,
times of bliss
give us blessings
Heaven’s kiss.
Scenes of beauty
colors grand,
a distant field
of wondrous land.
Colors grandeur
works of art,
timeless portions
filled with heart.
A distant field
becomes alive
with the colors
that arrive.
Autumns makings
so complete,
often moments
found discrete.
Yet the colors
of autums yield
are within
a distant field.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2017

Two Owls

A moonlit night
with times detail
shows two owls
that hoot and wail.
Their two voices
sound so clear
they seem to sing
of yesteryear.
Two owls found
in a tree so high
on some branches
near the sky.
The moon is bright
and clearly seen
while these owls
work as a team.
Searching through
the scenic sight
to find some food
amidst the night.
These two owls
just sing a song
of the night
before the dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 12,  2017

Little Reminders

Life in a picture
a portrait of time
displays a portion
of seasonal wine.
Snowflakes gathered
to paint an embrace
found in a moment
of winter to taste.
Simple reminders
come into view,
life in a picture
of here thereunto.
A simple homestead
sits to remind
painting a picture
it’s so designed.
A wintertime scene
is great in its glance
little reminders
moments enhance.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2017

Moonlight Kite

The nights of a child
with fun and joy
is a moonlight kite
with a little boy.
Life as an illusion
painting a dream
a moonlight kite
is a wonderful scene.
A child finds peace
up high in a tree
while flying a kite
that the moon can see.
The sight is painted
as night is displayed
a moonlight kite
so magically made.
Found as a shadow
a glimpse of the night
is a little boy
and a moonlight kite.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 13,  2017

Clouds Of Thoughts

Amidst the clouds
holds many scenes,
things we wish for,
things we dream.
Time is gathered
so fluffy white
clouds of thoughts
within our sight.
Heavens vision
within the skies
becomes doorways
for our eyes.
They might rain
or send some snow
all these clouds
that surely flow.
Time’s a fraction
that they don’t see
clouds of thoughts
above you and me.
They hold a world
of imagination
as they float to
a new destination.
They billow as love
in the sky so high
clouds of thoughts
that never run dry.
Time is a meadow
our minds get lost
gazing up at the
clouds of thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2017

Faded Time

Life of a decade
a timeless stage
might seem faded
because of age.
Time is beating
a heartbeats style
with some minutes
a moments mile.
Often memories
become tainted
as a mere moment
the past had painted.
All of our memories
can become dimmer
as faded time is
just but a glimmer.
Life is a doorway
to times dimensions
that is the keeper
of our intentions.
Then as a pebble
a rock of design
life is displayed
with faded time.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2017

Ducks Find Flight

A pond of springtime
holds a view
ducks just swimming
there and to.
Snow’s still holding
fast in place
yet it’s melting
none to waste.
Ducks are swimming
in the pond
while they’re watching
time go on.
Then so quickly
they are found
taking flight
with quacking sound.
Many swim on
day and night
while some other
ducks find flight.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2017

for Apr 15,  2017

Today’s beginnings
are learned from our yesterdays
whether good or bad.

Without thinking first
ones can become volatile
in their directions.

Lost in a meadow
a flower will join many
and find family.

Life in a journey
has many different views
that might be hidden.

The storms of a time
might be but only ourselves
and how we perceive.

Dissolving friendships
might one day come and haunt you
do to missing them.

A springtime morning
brings a field of life alive
with some daffodils.

Beyond emotion
holds a place of perception
filled with confusion.

Dreams will come alive
as we unleash reality
with what that’s needed.

Sheltering yourself
preventing any damage
prevents lessons too.

A page from our life
might become another book
thriving on content.

The dance of loners
are found hidden in darkness
that only they see.

is a doorway to splendor
that can come alive.

Without our knowledge
time might elude our vision
as seconds pass by.

Without leaving past
you cannot find better days,
for the past still lives.

Believing in love
will allow it to blossom,
but not always good.

A rose is a rose
while it may not be the same
as the rest of them.

Nobodies Heaven
is the same as another,
for each has its own.

Counting the minutes
will make time to pass slowly
and thrive impatience.

Looking for springtime
through the season of winter
creates a dreamworld.

Pointing at someone
draws attention to yourself
that might show clearer.

Longing for summer
brings alive passed perceptions
that lives in summer.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 15,  2017

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
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