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

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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

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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

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 🙂

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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Certain Things


Hello my friends

I’m getting a late start on writing this
week being that our grandson Christian
spent the weekend with us and he didn’t
leave till late Sunday evening.  No matter.
I’m fairly sure many of you don’t read
this until maybe late Monday evening 🙂
So it’s off I go into rambles ville hehehe.
Last week was a fairly regular one,  but
it does look as though that springtime
has finally found us.  The high for today
is supposed to be 67 F degrees.  Right
now at 8:23 AM it’s 44 F.  The snow has
been melting, but there is still a lot to go.
Around 9 o’clock last night there was
said to be a small earthquake in central
Maine.  We didn’t feel it.  Judy just said
that 3700 are without power now due to
it.  Thank God that spring has finally put
warmer temps in the air.  At least they
will be OK until the power is back on.
Yep,  we live a pretty uneventful life up
here.  We didn’t feel a thing.  So,  what
else has gone on around this place?  It
snowed a little bit last Tuesday,  but not
enough to really matter.  The ground had
already warmed too much for the snow
to stick to it.  Of course we’ve still got a
lot of snow yet to melt,  but it’s slowly
but surely being melted away.  Another
couple of days like we have had and it’ll
be gone leaving but only mud puddles in
its wake LOL.  Oh yes and of course a
few floods in the lower lying areas.  It’s
a yearly thing up here.  I wish my yearly
allergies would give me a break.  I don’t
have seasonal allergies LOL.  I’ve got
yearly.  They’re all year round.  It seems
my system thinks that anything I breathe
is bad for me and it reacts by putting me
into sneeze mode LOL.  I can be sitting
just enjoying my day and then out of the
blue begin sneezing like a machine-gun.
Then my nose will stop up or decide to
start running LOL.  Hehehe the decision
is up in the air so to say.  I am up earlier
than normal today being I wanted to see
about getting this written and then maybe
going back to bed.  Judy and I are night
owls and we were up till just a few hours
ago.  So both of us are thinking seriously
about heading back to bed LOL.  Neither
of us could sleep well and were up and
down all morning.  So if my journal seems
a little shorter than normal,  that’s why 🙂
I have some sad news.  one of my friends
and classmates from Wills Point passed
away Friday.  Roger Musser was a good
friend.  Him and his whole family were
like family to me.  Me and his brother
Mike had a little rock band back in the
70’s.  Me and Mike spent a lot of time
jamming in his living room as well as at
our house in South Tawakanii.  Roger is
surely going to be missed.  He is already
missed greatly by his family.  I send a
special prayer to his children, siblings and
parents.  You just never know.  So,  now
I guess I need to find something happier
to talk about huh.  Judy and I are doing
well.  We had a great weekend with our
grandson as we always do 🙂  We watched
funny Youtube videos on my computer.
The boys are both lying in their doggy
beds in the floor between Judy and I at
the moment.  LOL,  they’re probably a
little confused as to why we are up so
freaking early hehehe.  They are up with
us all night so you can figure that they
are also very tired.  Well,  there’s not
much else to tell you other than that
God is still watching over us.  I thank
God for His protection.  Although He
does allow certain things to happen as
they are life.  If He were to prevent any
bad stuff from happening,  then we’d
be not so much living,  but just existing.
The ups and downs of life are the things
that make life interesting and fruitful.
Find the blessings and enjoy them.  It’s
with the pitfalls of life that the good
times stand out even more so.  Without
the bad times,  we would just get lax in
our lives without any joy.  I reckon
it’s time for me to be taking my 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 off
I go to that place of my recollection
that I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I found a decent title
just a little ways back in my rambling.
Now to see if I can do anything with it.
Here goes….

Certain Things

Found on cue
a time might seem
as a torrent
rushing stream.
Yet some moments
need to be
things to hear
and things to see.
Certain things
we say and do
are the lessons
timeless true.
Yet a moment
passes fast
with some things
that never last.
Certain things
are just a time
a life to be
but just a rhyme.
A season found
or day to come
certain things
are then and done.
God allows
some ventured scenes
to be lives
of certain things.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 10,  2017

So there ya go,  short and sweet.  Oh yea,
Judy’s sister Barbara had some sadness to
come upon her.  Their dog Takanee died
Sunday.  She was about 3 years old or there
about.  It came quickly.  They are very sad
about that,  but it does happen as we lost
our beloved Milo back in 2015 to cancer.
Life has no guarantee of length of time
so enjoy each breath of air you breathe.
Take the time to see the scenery and smell
the flowers.  The time might come that you
will not be able to enjoy it or to get out
and look at it,  so don’t keep yourself in
a bubble.  But then don’t do stupid stuff
that hurts you or others LOL.  OK,  you
can do stupid stuff,  being sometimes it’s
the stupid stuff that makes us happy LOL.
Just don’t be overly stupid hehehehehehe.
I reckon it’s time for me to be telling you
what I tell you every week and that is,
I wrote some more poetry and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems with an added 2
and 1 of the poems is a Christmas poem.
So it’s 22 poems in all.  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 most blessed
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Ok now,  where is that silly
off switch attempting to hide?  Hmmm,
I think I see movement fro behind my
PC camera.  Yep,  there ya are,  as usual
just teetering back and forth thinking
that I won’t see ya.  You are silly ya know.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new 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 😉

P.S. Again   Judy and I have been keeping
tabs on April the giraffe on live feed.  She’s
pregnant and fixing to give birth any day now.
She’s at Animal Adventure Park in New York.
April better not go outside to have that baby.
There’s not a live feed outside LOL.

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Yesterdays Fall

Flavored with colors
time is a page
displayed as a book
upon autumn’s stage.
So many yesterdays,
so many colors
painted by Heaven
as one to another.
Seasons of grandeur
are found so alive
on yesterdays fall
with an autumn drive.
Time is a moment
that may seem to pass
with yesterdays fall
a little too fast.
For colors of autumn
are times I recall
driving through country
of yesterdays fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2017

A Dragonfly’s Flight

An abstract moment,
a minute to spare
finds but a second
a flight in the air.
A thought came alive
as a scene to see,
a dragonfly’s flight
so wondrous and free.
It might be a painting
or a picture entailed
as a dragonfly’s flight
has magically sailed.
Time has no meaning
to this wonderful sight
the scene now recalled
as a dragonfly’s flight.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2017

Another Winter

Another scene,
another time,
another winter
on my mind.
Snowy moments
time’s displayed
scenic signs
that winter made.
Another second,
another frame,
another winter
gives to gain.
A distant city
across a bridge
another winter
shows a ridge.
Minutes prosper
time to enter
snow of white
another winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2017

Painted Mountain

Painted scenes,
timeless hues
become things
the greatest views.
Painted passion
scented phase
painted mountain
scenic days.
With a brushstroke
found design
painted mountain
shows a sign.
Like a fountain
flowing through,
painted mountain
shows a view.
A river’s moment
found so fine,
painted mountain
does unwind.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 4,  2017

Bluebonnet River

Sunshine of summer
brings forth an array
a bluebonnet river
as seasons display.
Within a painting
it flows to and fro
a bluebonnet river
with sunshine aglow.
Just like a river
it silently rushes
filled full of flowers
Indian paintbrushes.
The scene’s a painting
in abstract form
a bluebonnet river
a moment that’s born.
Time is surmounted
scenes come alive
painted with passion
to mimic the skies.
Found in the sunlight
seen in the days
a bluebonnet river
with flowers to gaze.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Frozen Pond

From a bridge
we saw a sign
a frozen pond
of wintertime.
It was white
with snow upon
in our gaze
a frozen pond.
Winter’s hold
so wondrously
was held so tight
with waters freeze.
Time displayed
how minutes move
with the sight
of winters groove.
This frozen pond
was held intact
with snow upon
so firmly packed.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Designs In the Clouds

As days move on
and clouds float by
we my see ships
up in the sky.
An ocean voyage
of white with sails
and in your view
there’s great details.
The waves will roll
with peaceful gaze
designs in the clouds
of changing phase.
Our glance might see
a smiling face
someone we know
in Heaven’s grace.
Designs in the clouds
will change their view
as we look on
in a sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Tracks Of Life

With every step
of life’s detail
we’re like a train
upon a rail.
Directions laid
into our path
tracks of life
a moments swath.
The living rails
display a view
as a train track
running through.
Steps may lead
a times recourse
tracks of life
with certain force.
The stage is set
that might jackknife
yet still be good
the tracks of life.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Times Of Heart

Links connecting
a time and place
a beating heart
will then embrace.
Scenes within ones
becomes essence
so sincere.
Times of heart
with mere hellos
becomes the stage
a heartbeat grows.
A simple scene
of distant trees
might embellish
Times of heart
with you and I
can grow beyond
the bluest sky.
As a moment
that we impart
our lives can be
the times of heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Christmastime Fantasies

All of those memories
become such a sight
seen in wintertime
each day and night.
White snow glistening
in mornings sun
seems as a dream world
filled full of fun.
Christmastime fantasies
as time moves along
while you are singing
an old Christmas song.
A time in the night
when your sleep is alive
within every memoir
that did so survive.
Lives are replenished
from moments in time
a Christmassy scene
that was yours and mine.
Find all the magic
that brings you a smile
Christmastime fantasies
that wintertime while.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 5,  2017

Summer Field

Traipsing through
some summer days
might be found
a field of maize.
A summer field
with hidden paths
and birds flying
shadows cast.
Life is a journey,
a magical time
in a summer field
within your mind.
You can take a trip
in a dream unfurled
and let it grow
to a wondrous world.
Life is a mystery
time to yield
when you take a walk
in a summer field.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2017

Driving Downtown

On a wintery road
a drive to the store
the road was snowy
just like times before.
A wintertime scene
on a cold snowy day
there were some drivers
heading our way.
Ones on a journey
on roads snowy white
driving downtown
in this wintery sight.
Now’s just a moment
a simple memory
thinking of the times
of my wife and me.
We’ve seen so many
roads of the same
driving downtown
when wintertime came.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2017

for Apr 6 2017

Now is a doorway
to tomorrows journey
just waiting its turn.

Many that gather
are often single minded
only due to fear.

Without your effort
you might just live in the past
instead of growing.

Illusions of life
come as swells of an ocean
that are just ripples.

Losing arguments
doesn’t make you a loser,
but yet a learner.

Despite our choices
we will often discover
others paths to cross.

Many directions
only end up repeating
as a recording.

The things that we need
are often only our wants
within confusion.

Life of a flower
has a seasonal conquest
that’s yearning to bloom.

Footprints in the snow
might not show their direction,
but the path they lead.

Life is a moment
that comes and goes with seconds
that might seem too long.

Lost in perception
a scene that’s seen too quickly
might not be correct.

Mornings butterflies
display springtime’s arrival
as fluttering life.

Green grass of summer
often has a lot of weeds
that look like flowers.

An oceans own depth
is lost deep within itself
as a mystery.

Shadows that we see
might be but only shadows
and nothing to fear.

Singing Christmas songs
can bring to life your childhood
with thoughts of Santa Claus.

Snow before springtime
melts to give new beginnings
a chance to find life.

Beyond our beliefs
are things we might not believe
due to perspectives.

On the wings of life
there is a journey to find
as the winds will blow.

The rains of summer
deliver puddles of life
that become rivers.

Clouds in a blue sky
can create a wondrous world
that we imagine.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 6,  2017

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I’m Hoping


Hello my friends

Hey guess what?  Are ya guessing?  I’ll give ya
a little more time.  Did ya guess?  Ok,  so here
it is.  It’s April.  March has finally bit the dust.
Yeppers,  and it’s looking like we might finally
be seeing signs of spring although there’s snow
forecasted for Tuesday night and Wednesday.
We shall see.  Right now at 7 PM it’s 41 F and
it feels nice.  I’m ordering us some heating oil
tomorrow and it should do for the remainder
of the leftover winter and be a bit to begin with
next winter.  Of course each month I’ll put a
little cash on our tab during summer to make
sure we have heating oil for next year.  This
passed year was a crazy one and we were not
able to put money on our heating oil tab,  so
we ran out Thursday before last.  We managed
by using our little portable radiator heaters to
keep us warm in the bedroom and PC room 🙂
The rest of the house though got a bit chilly.
It didn’t get cold enough though to freeze our
water pipes again which was a blessing to us
and 🙂 our landlord LOL.  He had to come
and use a torch to get the water thawed again,
but this time he wrapped the pipes a little bit
better than he did before.  We’ve still got tons
of snow outside and the boys are having fun
playing in it LOL.  I let them out after we
ate breakfast and after a bit thought I would
go outside and see what they were up to and
as I turned around the corner of our house,
I saw them both sitting side by side in the snow
just enjoying the day hehehe.  They saw me
and came a running.  Yesterday when we
got back from town,  they both jumped out
of the car and went running for the snow.
They both headed out for the field and Judy
hollered, no boys and they stopped and just
played around in the deep snow climbing on
the snow banks and all LOL.  We have a dry
driveway with no snow,  but they prefer the
snow.  Yep,  we’ve got 2 snow dogs that are
gonna miss all of this white stuff when it’s
gone.  Of course they’ll find it fun when
Judy and I can walk out in the field with
them.  Can’t do that now being that the
snow is still rather deep.  Maybe up to my
waste in much of the field and if or more
to the point when I break through the top
layer of frozen snow,  I’m falling through
just like I did a week or so ago and had to
crawl out to find some more frozen top
layer to walk on.  So you see, springtime
is taking its ever loving time getting here
as it does quite often up this way.  There
have many years that we have had snow
on into the last of April and a few on into
May LOL.  It looks like people in Island
Falls Maine and around the low lying areas
will get flooded once again like seasonal
clock work.  Almost every year there are
ice jams in the rivers which cause a lot of
flooding.  Life up here is a lot different
than what I grew up with down south in
Texas.  Of course the summers are a lot
cooler than they are down south 🙂 and
I love that.  My old body can handle cold
weather much better than hot weather 🙂
I’m VERY hot natured.  Although in my
old age I do tend to get cold much easier
now days,  but I can still handle the cold
much better than the hot.  Judy is doing
some painting right now.  She is getter
better with every stroke of her paint brush.
Yep,  I’m still doing picture poems 🙂  I’ve
already gotten 135 written,  but I need
about 15 or so more before it’s ready to
be published.  I’m hoping that our books
start selling.  At the moment we’ve only
sold a few.  Not enough to brag about.
Just enough to maybe buy a hamburger,
fries and soda water LOL.  Judy and I
have put a lot of hard work into getting
our books published.  It would be nice
to see something come of it.  LOL life in
the fast lane.  Right now Benny and his
brother Rocky are lying in their doggy
beds right between Judy and I.  They
truly love one another.  Benny has his
head lying over against Rocky in his
bed.  They’re both sound asleep 🙂 We
love our little boys.  God is still taking
good care of us.  His might hands are
always upon us with His protection.
I guess it’s time to end my incessant
rambling and time to take a little trip
back through all that I’ve written here
and 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 little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe I may
have found a decent title about a third
of the way back in my rambling.  Now
to see if I can do anything with it.  Here
goes nothing hehehe.

I’m Hoping

The dreams and schemes
I have each day
are filled with thrills
I want a way.
I’m hoping and scoping
a much better view
a time so sublime
it has to be true.
I’m sure Heaven’s pure
as clouds from above
with life without strife
that’s filled full of love.
I’m hoping I’m scoping
a sky full of blue
in a blessing life’s dressing
poured out fresh and new.
There are times sublime
that many won’t see
because of the pause
in their hopeful degree.
The lives that contrive
for lesser that’s sloping
are the same I abstain
for much better I’m hoping.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 2,  2017

LOL there ya go.  It might not make a lick
of sense to ya,  but hey,  nobody ever said
I was going to always write stuff that made
any sense ,  did they LOL?   I do pray for
life to be better not only for me,  but for all.
Sometimes the only way to find better is to
step out on faith and outside of your box.
Not always,  mind you hehehe.  Sometimes
we might end up in a world a hurt,  but I
have found that you cannot expect  your
life to change if you don’t do anything to
change it.  Be prepared to be surprised 🙂
I’ve been surprised many times. Some good
and some not so freaking good LOL.  Yep,
I have had a wild life.  But due to the many
changes,  I found Judy.  We would of never
gotten together if I had never flown up to
meet her in person.  I never expected to
ever move out of Texas,  but here in am.
Surprise!  We have our share of problems
and yes we have a few disagreements,  but
we love each other and enjoy being with
one another.  So I reckon before I get in
full fledge ramble mode again,  I need to
tell you what I tell you every week and
that is I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers 10 more poems with an
added 5 due to ye ole picture poems 🙂
No Christmas poems this week.  Maybe
next week LOL.  I 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 searching for that really bad
at hiding 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 off switch be hiding
this week?  Hmmmmmm,  LOL I see ya,
Hiding in my bag of Christmas cards may
have worked well for ya,  but it seemed
for some reason the bag was swaying in
the breeze that was nonexistent hehehe.
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
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 🙂

A Passing Vessel

When on a cruise
of life and times
a passing vessel
with many minds
watched us sailing
right on passed
while they waved
with times avast.
The sea was calm
with cloudy sky
a passing vessel
then went by.
We all smiled
while waving back
to the vessel
with sails so slack.
The evening was
a moments gaze
a passing vessel
distant days.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2017

The Seaplane

Life is a picture
a painting of time
found as true artwork
that seconds design.
A seaplane seeking
to lift to the skies
while it’s displaying
the way that it flies.
Painted with Heaven
blue skies with clouds
the seaplane revs up
through water it plows.
Then as it’s lifting
it looks down below
to see all the beauty,
a wonderful show.
Blue skies with clouds
engulf every sight
as the seaplane is gone
on a magical flight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2017

Colors Alive

Found as a photo
on a autumn drive
were all the highlights
of colors alive.
The scene was thriving
living as heart
beating with rhythms
within autumns art.
Painted as blessings
displayed with style,
the scene came to life
and gave us a smile.
The time was magical,
minutes displayed
the life of autumn
that Lord God had made.
Filled with blessings
that God did contrive
found in a photo
is colors alive.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2017

A Distant Barn

A distant barn
and small garage
after spring
seems like mirage.
The seasons game
is played to win
to melt the snow
and then begin.
Life’s awakened
with a smile
waters flowing
with their style.
Spring’s awoken
showing true
melted snow
and sky of blue.
Life’s awakened
showing charm
with this view
a distant barn.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2017

Winter River

Running river
once was frozen
winter river
now is golden.
Giving living
things a drink
winter river
on the brink.
Flowing waters
running fast
leaving memoirs
times contrast.
Snow is still then
seen as white,
but it’s melting
out of sight.
Winter river
leaves its mark
within springtime
to embark.
Rushing waters
winters giver
life’s fulfillment
winter river.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 29,  2017

A Little Trail

Across a field
a little trail
displays a way
what times entail.
A path of life
in such a way
is found within
another day.
Septembers style
is well trodden
a distant time
not forgotten.
A little trail
through a field
a scenic dance
within the yield.
It comes to life
a moments glance
a scenic time
of fields expanse.
It is a story
that times unveil
September field
a little trail.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2017

Between The Clouds

One cloudy day
of long ago
I sought to see
the minutes flow.
I saw some blue
between the clouds
a scenic scene
that time enshrouds.
It came to life
one summer’s day
between the clouds
a little gray.
I heard a voice
that spoke to me
with Heavens words
of eternity.
I felt relieved
this wondrous find
between the clouds
my peace of mind.
I saw Heaven
that came in view
between the clouds
a sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 30,  2017

As Life Moves On

When time is seen
as just some waves
our lives might then
see better days.
As life moves on
to better shores
we might then find
some open doors.
So many oceans
of lives might seem
a rock and hard place
found in between.
The sights and sounds
that many hear
might in the future
just disappear.
With the moments
that we count true
the days we breathe
will change their view.
The sun will rise
and fall each day
as life moves on
within its way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017

Walls Of Winter

With scenery
and life displayed
walls of winter
then are made.
Minutes snowflakes
found a place
to then become
an Earthly face.
Many gather
to see the sights
walls of winter
days and nights.
As a painting
age to age
walls of winter
fill the stage.
The scene becomes
a moments gaze
life within
those winter days.
A time recalled
front and center
a magical scene
walls of winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017

Sea Of Heart

An ocean voyage
with eternity
becomes a sight
for ones to see.
A sea of heart
with wondrous gaze
found within
the calmest waves.
Those times recalled
that come to mind
a sea of heart
from time to time.
It can be seen
the best to view
that lives within
the ocean blue.
Our memories
as works of art
that become
a sea of heart.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017

River View

Every heartbeat
times perceive
often shows
how many weave.
Like a river,
wide awake
many heartbeats
times partake.
A scenic sign
that non compare
flows like water
here and there.
A river view
to now and then
flows like waters
where and when.
Ticking thresholds
counted true
displays heartbeats
river view.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017

Beyond Horizons

Pictured blue skies
time fulfills
with God’s artwork
trees and hills.
Beyond horizons
is a view
scenic blessings
that come true.
Find the doorway
certain scenes
trees and hills
and hidden streams.
Beyond horizons
holds a place
blue skies filled with
Heavens grace.
Let your mind to
search the sky
beyond horizons
as birds fly.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017

Morning’s Butterfly

Found as magic
in the wind
morning’s butterfly
finds a friend.
In the sunlight
it entails
fluttering wings
a breeze it sails.
Like a painting
with a grin
morning’s butterfly
does begin.
Fluttering softly
with its wings
in the sunlight
morning brings.
Found in sunlight
dawn of day
morning’s butterfly
flies away.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 31,  2017


Flowers painted
time stands still
in a moments
Seconds ticking
time’s consumed
with abstraction
then attuned.
Painted portholes
to a place
with a moments
own embrace.
Life is flourished
nature grows
times displaying
daily shows.
With a moments
own attraction
it can be a
times abstraction.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2017

Trees Of Life

On a journey
with my mind
there are things
I surely find.
Trees of life
with colors true
a distant sky
the shade of blue.
Living breathing
life is found
when I stop
to look around.
Trees of life
are dying fast
due to people
with no class.
Oh too often
fires burn
leaving only
things to learn.
Trees of life
will disappear
leaving only
want and fear.
For the life
of every tree
needs the help
from you and me.
Don’t let people
take away
the trees of life
we now survey.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2017

Apr 1,  2017

Amidst the night sky
holds an imagination
found within the stars.

Beyond a moment
there are seconds unnoticed
that are important.

Weeds of life will grow
no matter if they are pulled
for they thrive on dirt.

Someone’s horoscope
will become what that happens
due to willpower.

The showers of stars
are the skies many blessings
that twinkle at night.

Determined people
will not give up on something
until it is fact.

Chance is a doorway
that so many will enter
and lose sight of truth.

Believing in life
needs you to believe in death,
for they’re connected.

The trees of springtime
are the shepherds of flowers
as they enhance them.

Time in a bottle
is a story that ones tell
sometimes illusion.

Decisive people
will put forth their ideas
and a better way.

Misleading turnstiles
will often end in turmoil
that looked promising.

A sky filled with birds
becomes a piece of artwork
made with Heaven’s paint.

Lost in illusion
a dream can become horrid
as nightmares prevail.

Life of a housefly
is time that passes quickly
with a flyswatter.

Tomorrows journey
begins with help from today
though maybe not known.

Trying times of grass
are the weeds that come about
to smother the grass.

Ticking hands of time
become as earthquakes of life
when you are antsy.

A black hole of space
might hold many beginnings
that we’re unaware.

Counting your problems
can make them more exceeding
than they really are.

The dawn of the day
gives a new outlook on life,
that might need new eyes.

Struggling with pain
finds a peaceful conclusion
with thoughts of Heaven.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 1,  2017

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

Fallen To The Ground


Hello my friends

I’m getting a late start on writing today
due to a bit of depression that came over
me,  but I’m a little better now.  I guess
depression is part of life.  Ups and downs
like a teeter totter LOL.  So onwards with
the journal.  It’s still a bit cold up this way.
Right now at 7 PM it’s 30 F degrees LOL.
We’re expecting more snow beginning late
tonight not ending maybe until tomorrow
night and then a few snow showers through
the week.  Spring???  It don’t feel like it 😉
Our hot water froze again last week and
we ran out of heating oil Thursday night.
The computer room is nice and warm,  but
the rest of the house is a bit chilly hehehe.
We’ve got a couple of portable radiator
heaters that we’re using in here and in our
bedroom,  but the one in the bedroom is
having a hard time keeping the room warm,
being it’s a fairly large room.  No matter,
it should begin warming up a bit in the
next week in April or so.  LOL there is
no guarantee on that,  but that’s what we’re
hoping on.  Of course when the weather
begins to get too warm for me,  I’ll be
wanting winter back LOL.  Anything over
75 F degrees is too warm for me.  I am very
hot natured and have suffered many heat
strokes in my life when I live in Texas.  So
I do better in winter time.  I’m sure our 2
snow dogs will miss the snow when/if it
ever finally melts LOL.  They do love to
romp and play in it.  The driveway could
be completely snowless and these 2 boys
will find the snow to go running around in.
Of course if it’s too deep for them to make
it through it,  they wait until I shovel them
a little trail,  but here lately being that the
snow has had an icy glaze on the top of it,
they have been able to walk on top of it,
but they still fall through time to time 🙂
They’ll hop out and continue on their way.
So,  it seems spring hasn’t fully found its
way up here yet,  but I hear it’s soon to be
here maybe as a stir in the night hehehehe.
It will be nice to be able to take the boys
out for a field trip without the fear of me
falling through the snow and having to
crawl out again.  Judy can’t walk through
it,  so I am looking forwards to her and
I with the boys taking our strolls out in
the field together and taking pictures 🙂
Right now,  Judy is in the kitchen baking
us some peanut butter cookies.  Yummy!
I’m guessing that the oven is keeping her
warm in there.  Yesterday morning I had
one of the top electric burners on simmer
to keep the kitchen warm enough while
I fixed her and I some breakfast hehehe.
LOL sounds like we live in Alaska don’t
it hehehe.  It’s now 27 F degrees at 7:30 PM.
It dropped 3 degrees in 30 minutes LOL.
It shows on my weather program that it’s
supposed to start snowing early Monday
morning around 5 or 6 o’clock,  but we
shall see.  I might get out with the boys
and play with them while it’s snowing,
who knows hehehe.  I do love the snow.
I just don’t care for the slush that comes
afterwards when springtime begins its
season of melting.  Also I don’t care for
the snow much when it gets glazed over
and becomes merely ice that causes many
slips and falls.  My old body has been
fallen to the ground so many times that
it always aches due to broken bones and
bruises.  I have some cleats that attach
to the bottom of my shoes,  but I don’t
wear them always,  being the cleats can
really mess up a floor and car floorboard.
I’m a tough old bird and I’ll survive 🙂
of course with a lot of aches and pains.
So,  what else is going on around this
place?  Hmm,  well,  Judy finished with
the cookies and she’s in here browsing
the internet on her PC.  The boys are
over there pestering her for treats,  but
they have had their treats and they have
dried food in their dog food pans.  So,
if they are that hungry,  they can eat
healthy food.  Treats are not meant to
be eaten as their major diet,  plus they
cost quite a lot and we can’t afford to
give them treats every time they want
them.  There’s not much else to tell you.
The Pearce’s Place is pretty much on a
regular scheduled tour.  Last night we
watched Ghost Adventures and it was
a pretty good episode 🙂  Our home is
still filled with love.  Yes we have our
share of troubles,  but God is always
at work taking care of us.  He allows
what that’s necessary and then holds
His mighty hand up to halt any further.
So,  I reckon it’s time for me to begin
my little journey back through 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.
With that said,  it’s away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
And so after looking back through all
of my rambling I think I may have
found a good title about a 3rd of the
way back through my writings.  So now
to see if I can do anything with it LOL.
Here goes nothing,  but I hope not 🙂

Fallen To The Ground

Timeless our struggles
may seem when they’re found
yet there are lessons
when fallen to the ground.
Seasons of follies
with moments mistakes
often bring lessons
from many heartaches.
Seeming as endless
a time frame might be
a seasons on threshold
that you need to see.
Falling to the ground
may be the only way
to show you the lessons
from day unto day.
Yet as a storm cloud
the rains will then cease
as fallen to the ground
gives moments of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2017

There ya go.  I hope the poem made some
sense to ya.  If not,  then,  maybe next week.
I can’t always write something that works 🙂
and there’s no way that I can please everyone
at the same time LOL.  It just cannot be done.
Nope and some people can never be pleased,
because they’re too freaking picky.  Oh well,
I do my best.  So hmm,  I wonder if I’ve got
anything else that I need to tell you other than
the norm hehehe?  Nope,  nothing I can think
of.  So I reckon 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.  Yep,
10 more poems with an added 6 due to ye
ole picture poems LOL.  Also I once again
wrote 22 haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  Nope,  no Christmas poems this
week hehehe.  I hope you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like.  Now with that
said it’s time for me to begin my search for
that horrible at hiding off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most joyous weekend
or whatever is left of it and truly blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where pray tell is
that dadgum off switch trying to hide this
week and I use the term hide very loosely 🙂
Hmm,  where is that silly thing hiding this
time?  Wow,  getting good 🙂  BUT,  hmm,
I don’t think my camera is supposed to be
rocking back and forth hehehe.  Here,  let
me see what it is.  Well,  hello there LOL.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

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

The Weather Clock

Noticed but slightly
a flower bestows
the time of the season
it blossoms and grows.
Tis but a weather clock
of timeless detail,
a momentous journey
the seasons entail.
Maybe just a glimmer
or maybe just a glance
this is the weather clock
that time does enhance.
When as the petals
are blown in the breeze,
this is the weather clock
that floats in life’s seas.
Taking but a moment
to be something more,
the flower falls asleep
just like times before.
This is the weather clock
that shows summers end
and finds in its journey
a flight in the wind.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 21,  2017


Simple rhythms
slightest motions
can be viewed as
words of oceans.
With emotions
counted true,
motions come in
with a view.
So let motions
show your phase
so that ones know
how to gaze.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2017

Hidden Lake

Sweet memories
of autumn days
found in photos
give a gaze.
Wondrous moments
seen so bright
mark the seasons
daily light.
The stage was set
a time to take
with autumn leaves
and hidden lake.
Minutes prospered
come in view
hidden lake
seen thereunto.
The autumn leaves
with colors bright
make the lake then
out of sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2017

Lying In Snow

One winter’s evening
I found it just right
to lie down in snow then
that was oh so white.
It felt like a pillow,
it felt like a bed,
the cold snow of winter
where I laid my head.
The snow was melting
and soaking me through
while I was lying
enjoying the view.
While lying in the snow
I found I was froze
soon with my fingers
down to my toes.
Minutes passed quickly
in white snow of winter
while I just laid there
found front and center.
I laid there a while
as time took its toll
and my back was all wet
while lying in snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2017

Peace From Within

As a journey inside
our mind can display
mountains and hills
in a wonderful way.
Lying in a hammock
swinging in the breeze
peace from within then
comes with much ease.
Humming a little tune
or just lying in rest
peace from within
can be the very best.
It can help you to find
a moments relief
with peace from within
of Heaven’s belief.
A journey through time
with hopes to ascend,
love from Lord God
gives peace from within.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2017

A Distant View

So faraway
with hills so high
a scene is found
with cloudy sky.
A lake of life
displays a scene
a distant view,
a wondrous dream.
Beyond the trees
where we could see
a distant view
showed wondrously.
A stage was set
with scenery
a moments time
of life to see.
Like a painting
a poetic hue,
time’s displayed
a distant view.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 22,  2017

Summer’s Memories

We strode along
the waves of life
hand in hand
I and my wife.
The day displayed
a family
a timeless scene
within the sea.
The oceans waves
would splash about
summer’s memories
without a doubt.
We then walked on
while looking true
at fun in the sun
hazy sky of blue.
Time was counted
within the breeze
the best of times
summer’s memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2017

Winter Window

Scenes like glass
with whitish haze
pictured through
a days displays.
A winter window
opens wide
then allowing
looks inside.
Winters portrait
scenic glance
glazed as glass
a moments dance.
Snow is billowed
in the scene
a winter window
light agleam.
Mirrored images
far and wide
scenic gestures
time applied.
This is but a
certain view
winter window
that’s seen through.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2017

Certain Peace

When you see
an unknown door
prepare yourself
to walk the floor.
Contrive a plan
to then begin
beyond the time
of now and then.
A certain peace
can truly breathe
if you firstly
then conceive.
A prayed prayer
before the view,
the steps in time
you daily do.
Seek the blessings
times release
a moments view
a certain peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2017

Falling Into Poetry

Lost in a wording
a simple little phrase,
we’re often falling
in a poetic gaze.
Things that we’ve seen
and heard to fulfill,
found as a shadow
a momentous thrill.
Falling into poetry
as an unknown world,
rolling down a hill
with moments unfurled.
Time is a doorway
to poetic words,
flying through the sky
as a flock of wild birds.
Falling into poetry
brings forth a view,
painted with a thought
of old and anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2017

Evening’s Sun

When day’s at end
and time is gone
evening’s sun
will carry on.
Through the light
it shines to say
time has brought
the end of day.
Many mornings
look the same
yet by east
with timeless fame.
Evening’s sun
is found to sing
songs of night
for time to bring.
It gives blessings
we can view
evening’s sun
from old to new.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 23,  2017

On The Pier

The rocks of life
that come before
can be made
into our shore.
Then to fish
a day away
with Lord God
to kneel and pray.
With the waves
that come on in
on the pier
is free from sin.
For it’s safe
from Satan’s holds
with the love
that God unfolds.
Life is found
with fishing gear
sent from Heaven
on the pier.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2017

The Polar Bear

Natures heat
is changing fast
with the help of
careless task.
Climate change
is now today
with melting ice
soon gone away.
The polar bear
is losing stride
with its home
to be denied.
With the weather
and atmosphere
the polar bear
will disappear.
Give a care
and lift a voice
to give its home
a better choice.
Don’t just act
all unaware,
for we might lose
the polar bear.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2017

Traveled Roads

Like a story
roads unfold
within memoirs
young to old.
Traveled roads
of hours pass
sometimes slowly
sometimes fast.
Within road signs
holds a choice
a certain turn
a certain voice.
Distant hillsides
come in tune
as ones travels,
times cocoon.
Then the magic
comes alive
traveled roads
that many drive.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2017

The Sky’s Alive

Clouds of day
and night appear
painting scenes
each time of year.
The sky’s alive
with many a thing
rain that falls
and birds that sing.
Amidst a moment
time is found
the sky above,
a shadowy ground.
Some birds in fight
might then display
a moments time
in skies of gray.
With their wings
up high and low
they create
a wondrous show.
The sky’s alive
with life to see
a moments time
that’s given free.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2017

Snoopy’s Farm

This dog named Snoopy,
he lives on a farm
and sleeps every day
on his doghouse barn.
He sleeps in the sunshine
and then in the night
while his friend Woodstock
is always in sight.
Snoopy is a pilot,
his doghouse he flies
while on the farm
in imaginary skies.
His little friend Woodstock
will often be found
watching old snoopy
just fly all around.
It’s a fantastic tale
with a little red barn
found then with Woodstock
upon Snoopy’s farm.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2017

for Mar 25,  2017

Life is a journey
filled with many illusions
that lead us astray.

Anger of moments
can become doorways to Hell
if they are held in.

New life awaits us
as the old falls to the side
leaving memories.

Beyond what we think
might be truth we don’t believe
which causes anger.

Springtime’s appearance
could be hidden in the snow
awaiting to bloom.

True enlightenment
often comes at the worse times
due to ignorance.

With you’re loss for words
allow your actions to speak,
but make sure they’re good.

Change can be awesome
if it’s a good direction,
but bad if it’s not.

So many regrets
come from acting hastily
as moments explode.

Nearing a turnstile
often creates the jitters,
fear of the unknown.

It takes some courage
to say what you really mean,
but prepare for life.

The leaves on the trees
often speak loudly of spring
and then more at fall.

Looming destruction
can become our only view
if we seek no peace.

Nearing a tunnel
you might only see the hole
and no end in sight.

Closing in on time
the ticking hands of the clock
might make you nervous.

A real large ego
can become as dynamite
to one day explode.

When looking backwards
you might not see what’s coming
and miss something good.

Now is just a place
that minutes are displaying
as fractions of time.

The past leaves shadows
that we’ll often see clearly,
but misunderstand.

Living in bubbles
and not allowing lessons
can be hindering.

Without a flower
we would be staring at stems
with but only thorns.

A castle in life
can’t be taken to Heaven,
for things blow away.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 25,  2017

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

Already Written


Hello my friends

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

Already written

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 19,  2017

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

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

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

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

Blustery Day

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Daylight’s Desire

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

A Photograph

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Reliving Christmas

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 13,  2017

Driving Through Time

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2017

Joyful Is Life

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 14,  2017

A Little Rhythm

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

A Rose

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

Sunset Evening

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 15,  2017

Lavender Fields

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

Village Church

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

I Dream Of Springtime

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 16,  2017

Life At A Glance

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2017

A Sweet Scenic Sunrise

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 17,  2017

Moonlight Bench

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

A Day At The Beach

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

for Mar 18,  2017

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

Summertime daisies
are as flowers illusions
that are merely weeds.

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

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

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

Various doorways
bring many hidden journeys
into your pathway.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lakes of confusion
become turbulent waters
with stupidity.

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

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

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 18,  2017

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