Monthly Archives:November 2017

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a nice passed week.  We had a
great Thanksgiving.  We went to Judy’s
sister’s house and we had good food and
played games.  The weather has been on
the wintery side.  It snowed a little this
morning early,  but the ground was still
too warm for it to stick.  But we’ll get our
snow soon enough hehehe.  The days are
getting shorter.  It seems that no sooner
than it’s morning,  it’s already nighttime.
Yep,  even our solar lights are struggling
to get enough charge to shine LOL.  Judy
and her twin sister Trudy went up to Eagle
Lake to see her mom at the nursing home
the day before Thanksgiving.  They got
some nice pictures of them and their mom.
There’s not been much happening around
here lately.  Nope, it’s been rather on the
quiet side.  Even the boys have cut down
on their barking,  but they still have their
moments LOL.  Judy and I are anxiously
awaiting the first real snow.  We love to
watch it falling from the sky as it lands
softly on the ground to paint many views
to see.  Of course there are the problems
with it,  but then there’s a downfall to any
point and time.  You’ve just gotta look
for the good.  We truly love Christmas 🙂
It’s less than a month away.  I’ll be taking
pictures of the scenery and all as it comes.
In the next day or so,  I’m going to hang
our solar Christmas lights in the porch
and mount the solar batteries where they
can get sunshine or whatever they can get.
I brought our little Christmas carousel in
here and turn it on time to time.  It plays
Christmas music as the carousel turns 🙂
Yeppers,  we’re getting in the Christmas
spirit.  We can’t afford much,  but we’re
happy with what we’ve got.  It helps to
keep your wants in a realistic world LOL.
I just went and got me some hot cocoa 🙂
Now back to the journal.  Oh yea,  Judy
bought her a laptop PC.  She’s now busy
learning how to use it being it’s a touch
screen Windows 10.  Her XP PC needs a
lot of up dating and it was cheaper for
her to just buy a new one and being she
got it on Black Friday it was cheap LOL.
She went to Walmart  midnight Thursday
night with her sisters.  Me and the boys
just hung around the house,  being I had
no wish to deal with all of those people
and from what we could see when we came
home from her sister’s house Thursday,
the parking lot was already packed and
there was a long waiting line to enter at
the door.  Nope,  not for me.  I’ll do my
shopping for things that I need other than
groceries in the comfort of my home.  I
can often get good deals like that anyways.
Right now I need a keyboard with buttons
bigger than the tips of my fingers hehehe.
I had one,  but the buttons were beginning
to be unresponsive and I bought another
keyboard a while back and hooked it up
last night,  but the buttons are smaller
than the tips of my fingers and it makes me
hit 3 keys at the same time.  Even the enter
button is small which keeps me hitting the
backwards slash and the shift button along
with enter button LOL.  I can’t help it,  I
have large hands.  That be a large reason
why I do not use a cell phone along with
the fact that my eyesight is with but only
1 eye and it’s not that great LOL.  LOL
so there ya go.  I’ve already found me a
decent keyboard for 12 dollars that I have
put in my wish list for when I have money.
All in all,  God has been good to us and
provided all that we need and loved us
even when we might of seemed unlovable.
Thank You God for putting up with me
through my trialing times.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to begin my search 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
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  Hmm,
I think I may have found a decent title
about a 3rd of the way back in all of my
rambling 🙂  So here goes,  in a effort
to use the title to bring to life a poem 🙂
Here goes nothing hehehe…

I Can Often

Through our lives
we might say
I can often
find a way.
Through the turmoil
times details
I can often
fill my sails.
Yet so often
times might seem
as a rock laden
rushing stream.
With the turnstiles
time unfolds
I can often
reach my goals.
Yet so often
looking back,
I can often
was off track.
Looking short term
and not it all,
I can often,
caused a fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 26,  2017

LOL there ya go.  I wonder how many of
you will understand the poem hehehe.  if
any 🙂  Anyways,  I hope you enjoyed all of
my rambling and it didn’t just put ya to
sleep,  but then if it did put you to sleep,
I guess I helped ya get some much needed
rest hehehe.  I guess that’s all I have for
ya other than what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems with an
extra 4 which ups the total to 14 and 2 of
the poems are about Christmas HoHoHo.
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 yet 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 off switch hiding this time?  Hmm,
looking around the room over and under
all that I see.  LOL there you are you lil
whippersnapper.  Hiding once again in
1 of the worse places to hide.  Behind my
cup of cocoa hehehe.  You do know that
I am drinking that,  don’t ya hehehehehe?
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Our Minds

Within our minds
we might foresee
a time and place
for you and me.
The place within
might not be good,
but just a thought
we misunderstood.
Maybe an ocean
of waves that roll,
our minds might be
to seek a goal.
Yet in the waters
you might fall prey
to life and times
of another day.
Then with patterns
that times attain
our minds might be
a little insane.
For as we seek
the oceans of life,
we might then also
find much strife.
So look beyond
your wanted ways
and see what’s true
that time displays.
Then seek firstly
what’s proven right
as time moves on
from day to night.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 22,  2017

Another Dream

Another breath,
another while,
another dream,
another smile.
Another heart,
another voice,
another style,
another choice.
It grows within
as timeless views
another dream
to win or lose.
Another passion,
another place,
a picture portal’s
smiling face.
We’re the ones
creating it all,
another dream
large or small.
Distant echoes,
times details,
another dream,
will fill its sails.
Bringing sights
into our eyes,
another dream
of truth or lies.
The life we lead
can feed a stream
as a nightmare
or another dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 22,  2017

Thankful For Life

Feasting on visions,
tasting the sights,
life is the moments
a second ignites.
Scenes as flowers
and a true blue day
makes me thankful
as I kneel and pray.
The scenes of time
become as details
life as a journal of
our wishing wells.
Thankful for life
is a passage to read
for all the blessings
that we really need.
Just like a doorway
that time opened to,
life begins a quest,
a wonderful view.
Losing the sadness
of passed days strife
can then make you
thankful for life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 23,  2017

Vision Quest

Life as a minute
can turn into days
with hours counted
in their own ways.
Then as the visions
come into view
the times become
as a certain hue.
A vision quest
beyond our sight
becomes as a scene,
summertime’s light.
Just like a story
of a magical scene,
visions come true
to fill up a dream.
For as a story
the times fall prey
to the imagination
of another display.
A timeless moment
that life has found
a vision of the past
is sight and sound.
Maybe of a deer
standing in a field
with trees nearby
as a vision to yield.
It can live inside
as moments of rest
a scene you recall
as a vision quest.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Colors Of Time

With but a painting,
an image to see
time is of colors
seen so magically.
Seen as a place
remembered so well,
the colors of time
are not ours to sell.
Life’s motion picture
is a timeless array
with colors depicted
in a magical way.
As minutes tick on
and painting is done
the colors of time
are always begun.
One might discover
a wondrous design
scenes within scenes
the colors of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Revived

Across the road
to another time,
I came to see
a wonderful find.
A wintery scene
came into view
and made the day
the whitest hue.
It revived me
the moment I saw
and filled me full
of wondrous awe.
I took a picture
to visit once more
that time revived
of winters door.
A Christmas essence
that came in sight
gave peace of mind
in winters light.
It brought me joy
to live and breathe
and revived my life
on Christmas eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Desert Moonlight

A dreamy night
that times have viewed
might have some sights
you wish to elude.
A cactus standing
in the moonlight
as time comes alive
in this desert sight.
It might become visual
this moment you found
that fear is forthcoming,
the sand on the ground.
Yet it’s just a dream
of a time and a place
that then came alive
to give you a taste.
Painted as a moment
of an artist delight,
you might have a dream
of the desert moonlight.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Enjoy The View

Allow your mind
to slip away
into a dream,
another day.
Enjoy the view
that time bestows
when it rains
or when it snows.
Allow the oceans
of the times
to fill you full
with greatest finds.
Don’t let the days
to end in hate,
enjoy the view
of time and date.
Allow the sands
of an hour glass
to give you peace
as times will pass.
Now take a look
at thereunto
and take some time
to enjoy the view.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Old And Anew

Counting days
as minutes flow
the old will leave
and new will grow.
As life is seen
it shows its face
as old and anew
and place to place.
We’ve each seen
the times we miss
that now are just
a heartbeats kiss.
Then as lifetimes
move along
the old and anew
sing a new song.
A song about time
and all we recall
the old and anew
has a tale for us all.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2017

Country Life

Displayed driving,
time stands still
as moments passing,
a rolling wheel.
Scenes are found
as summer’s breeze,
a little pond
within the trees.
That country life,
it shines with grace,
the scenery
that times enlace.
Within the mind
that time bestows,
a country life
a moment grows.
It’s as a seed
that came in sight,
that country life
amidst daylight.
A fragrant time
that passes by,
with scenes to find,
life’s apple pie.
Those memories
of time and place
are signs of times
with a smiling face.
A time with peace
and less of strife
that I recall as
country life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

Winter’s Ways

Remembering seasons
of white fallen snow
as wheels go around
and snow banks grow,
there is such a scene
that comes to mind,
times near Christmas,
a wonderful find.
White snowy roads
with flakes falling down
as time is its journey
to land on the ground.
Winter’s ways surely
is seen as a time
painting a picture
a Christmas design.
The season of blessings
on a road snowy white
becomes as a memoir,
a time I delight.
With the essence of life
on white snowy days
the season comes alive
within winter’s ways.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

Summer’s Sun

Peaceful waves
roll in and out
as scenes begin
there daily route.
An ocean lifestyle
near the shore
in summer’s sun
to then explore.
Then remembered
was a view,
of summer’s sun,
and ocean blue.
The distant time
is now a dream
of summer’s sun
a certain scene.
A time and place
that had begun,
is memories
of summer’s sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

A Time Divine

With just a glimpse
of a distant view
a picture might
show sky of blue.
With light of day
and scenery
the passing time
might be a key.
A door of life
then opens true,
of which the key
unlocks the view.
Knocking on
the window scene
might be times
displayed cuisine.
Sight of beauty
pure as gold
that comes to life
as stories told.
A view to see
for you to climb,
a mountain scene,
a time divine.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

Old Of Life

Just like a barn
that’s left behind
the old of life
is great to find.
A personal sight
that came to be
might be the life
of fantasy.
Our imagination
can grow beyond
into a scene
that’s never gone.
The old of life
some like to hide
as a memory
deep inside.
Held as blessings
to never depart
the old of life
has a beating heart.
Found as moments
time did concede,
the old of life
might then proceed.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

Haiku
for Nov 25,  2017

Without a dreamer
our lives would not ever grow,
for dreams are the fuel.

Countless desires
become as our endless debts
as our wants dig graves.

Tomorrow’s mishaps
can be the better lessons
to make us stronger.

Having and holding
does not mean you are owner,
for you might borrow.

A jungle of words
can hide many perceptions
of the truth and fact.

A feather will float
as it is falling Earthward,
but can land askew.

Within in a storm cloud
there are many mysteries
that still elude us.

In need of a breath
you might panic for a time
even if there’s air.

One that is novice
might stand in the wrong moment
that was not for them.

We’re like a flower
as we each blossom and bloom
to become as seeds.

Inside a doorway
there are many decisions
to enter or leave.

A painters artwork
leaves a part of them within
found as the brushstrokes.

Without a challenge
our growth would be stagnant
and life would wither.

Many in a time
can become lesser of life
if we do not learn.

Deciding directions
needs knowledge of the journey
or faith to move on.

Change can help you grow
or leave you in a worse place
filled with more lessons.

Without commonsense
many will stand in the rain,
while others will not.

Answers to questions
might hold many mysteries
that are still not known.

Many ways of life
can be rather confusing
until we’ve lived it.

The journey of life
is the way we each travel
and lessons we learn.

Now is just a time
that will soon be history,
so use it wisely.

A fragrant flower
can be your best memory
reminding of love.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2017

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a fairly nice passed week.  The weather
has been a bit cool and wet.  We’ve gotten a bit
of snow here and there,  but it’s not quite began
its true winter onslaught LOL.  I’m sure it’s soon
to begin though.  Yep,  it’s that time of year and
I’m looking forward to it,  being I love the snow.
I especially love to watch it snow.  It brings peace
to my heart watching those flakes falling from the
sky.  Thanksgiving is this week or at least it is in
the USA.  Canada celebrated it October 9 hehehe.
I believe Canada’s Thanksgiving day is the 2nd
Monday of October where we celebrate it on the
4th Thursday of November.  So,  that means that
we will be feeding our faces and spending time
with family.  Maybe not my family,  but none
the less family.  This passed week hasn’t been too
eventful.  Nope,  it was quite mundane.  Although
it did end fairly well.  Our youngest grandson came
to spend the weekend with us.  We always love to
have him.  It brings a little bit of life in our home.
🙂  hehehe other wise,  Judy and I just write and
paint while also watching many of our favorite TV
programs.  Of course with Christian here we still
watch a lot of TV,  but it’s nice having him here
to watch them with us 🙂  Hey hehehe,  we’re old
folk.  Ok so next topic.  As I said before we will
be celebrating Thanksgiving Thursday.  Other
than that,  I’m guessing it will be a pretty much
same ole same ole.  Yeppers,  the Pearce’s Place
is one exciting place LOL.  I’m ready to test out
my new snow blower.  I’ve just gotta wait on the
snow 🙂  It shouldn’t be too long of a wait,  being
it’s getting colder with each passing day.  But then
it’s only the middle of November,  so who knows.
It did snow a little bit this morning,  but it also
did a bit of raining which washed the snow away.
It’s still raining.  Christian’s mom will be here
in a few hours to pick him up.  It’s going to be
sad when he gets to that age that he doesn’t want
to spend time with us anymore.  Oh well,  we’ll
enjoy it as long as we can.  I wish there were a
way to save the best parts of life and relive them
whenever life has gotten depressing.  I guess the
best we can do is video and pictures and that is
always welcome.  That is one reason that I take
so many pictures and videos.  I wish that in the
past I would of owned a good camera as well as
a video cam so I could of recorded more of the
good times,  but as is I was only able to capture
a few with no videos.  I’m jealous of the ones
that were able to capture great quality pictures
and videos.  My childhood is but just a mere
memory with just a few photos and slides and
most of those are gone.  My dad was the one in
our family that loved to take pictures.  I may
have gotten that from him and thanks to the
digital cameras of today,  I am not limited to
the film in a camera and I’m able to see what I
took a picture of as I take it and take another
if it was blurry.  The old cameras,  you had to
wait for the film to be developed to find out if
you forgot to take the lens cover cap off or
the film was damaged in some way or as the
old Polaroid One Steps were,  you might be
able to tell if it was blurry or not,  but you still
had to wait a minute and even then you were
not guaranteed a good picture LOL.  So,  yes
I love our digital cameras 🙂  You would have
never known it if I hadn’t of told ya huh LOL.
Anyways,  God is still with us even when we’re
in our not so well moods hehehe.  He still has
His mighty Hands protecting us with His many
angels watching over us.  Thank You God for
never giving up on me even on my bad days.
Now I guess it’s time for me to take 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 like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  Hmm it seems I may have found a
decent title just a few lines back and now after
checking I see that it has not been used as of
yet,  so,  used it shall be hehehe.  Here goes…

Wait A Minute

Passing minutes
come and go
while we’re often
seeking so.
Seeking better
than before
times encountered
each new door.
Wait a minute
things will change,
time sometimes
will rearrange.
Time becomes
as you and me,
hearts in motion
a raging sea.
When in want
of then to find,
wait a minute
on the time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 19,  2017

There ya go.  A poem about patience,  which
is something that I am lacking in LOL.  Yep,
impatience tends to attack me when I haven’t
got anything else to do hehehe.  Impatience is
something that lives in us all at some point in
time.  Or should I say points LOL?  Christian
just left.  I put the journal on hold for a brief
until his mom got here to take him home.  She
called to let us know she was coming because
the roads are nasty.  Anyways,  that’s about
all that’s gone on around here.  We watched
some of our favorite TV programs and videos
last night.  We all enjoyed ourselves.  It’s sad
Christian had to go,  but I’m sure he’ll be back
soon.  Until then,  here we are.  So 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.  Yep,  10 more poems
with 1 of them being a Christmas poem.  Nope,
no extras this week LOL.  I did though write
22 more haiku as always 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 reckon
it’s time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before I
wish you a most wonderful week and happy
Thanksgiving.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that ornery
off switch hiding this time hehehe and I use
the term hiding loosely LOL.  Hmmmmm,
let me see,  is my glasses case supposed to
be rocking back and forth?  No it is not 🙂
Come on out,  I can see ya LOL.  How about
next time trying to at least find something
to hide behind that won’t move as you do.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Milo In The Mist

Essence of a moment
is found within a mist,
the sight of one we love
that life does not exist.
He’s our old boy Milo
and he is still around,
found within the mist,
without a single sound.
His spirit is here with us,
as love does so survive,
yes it’s Milo in the mist,
with love he’s still alive.
We can feel his presence,
and his brother feels it too,
for Benny sees his spirit,
his brother when in view.
Brother Benny loved him,
but had to then move on,
for his brother passed away
and in flesh he now is gone.
But yet he still remembers
the greatest of each day,
times that him and Milo
would then romp and play.
We’ve got another dog now
that Benny loves so true
and even our dear Rocky
can sense old Milo too.
We sense him oh so often
as he does so coexist,
for he’s our loving doggy
he’s Milo in the mist.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 15,  2017

Peace Of Life

The rising sun
of time and place
gives peace of life
of God’s Own grace.
The scene’s alive
as time unfolds
watching waves
of daily goals.
Peace of life
is found to be
the life and times
within the sea.
Thoughts we have
that time displays
can come alive
in will and ways.
Peace of life
is found in prayer
as an ocean breeze
and breath of air.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2017

Such As Flight

Our wings of flight
are gathered so
as time becomes
the winds that blow.
Minds may seem
to flutter about
with hope and truth
and fear and doubt.
Such as flight
as times we’ve seen
the sky above
may seem a stream.
As birds of thought
are found to fly
with winds of change
are Earth and sky.
We each have chance
to change our view
as thought begins
for me and you.
Such as flight
of another day
with how we change
our will and way.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2017

Butterfly Dreams

Flying through space
in times of sleep
we might be found
in life so deep.
With butterfly dreams
with wings to span
into a distant
foreign land.
A place far beyond
our daily view,
in a dream of time
with a wonderful hue.
Scenes come alive,
new things to see
with butterfly dreams
so God given free.
A wonderful place
that came so alive
that now you recall
your dream did derive.
A time remembered
when it’s at its end,
a butterfly dream,
a time to transcend.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2017

Threads Of Time

Sewed together
scenes we see
come from threads
of history.
Natures seamstress
sews together
threads of time
to last forever.
Yet humanity
of lesser care
is changing daily
the Earth and air.
The water too
and so much more,
we’re leaving trash
to wash ashore.
We need to seek
for a better view
threads of time
for me and you.
A better way
for our design
to save the Earth
and threads of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2017

Light That Shines

Evenings journey
begins its phase
as it gestures
in so many ways.
Maybe a lighthouse
or maybe a time,
a scene as a dream,
a wondrous design.
Life as an ocean
begins its details
with ebb and flow
as time entails.
Light that shines,
a wondrous thing,
maybe a sunshine
highlighting scene.
Fantastic moments
evening defines,
a moment within,
a light that shines.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2017

Views Of Flight

Truth is a doorway
to flight of time,
for it gives way for
a better design.
Wings of truth
in a world of lies
leaves ones watching
as another flies.
The scenes become
a window setting,
found in proportion
of all we’re forgetting.
Sometimes a flight
might leave another
to wait for the time
for them to fly further.
Time is a secondhand
that ticks slow and fast
with the views of life
as shadows we cast.
Leaving in our wake
a moment’s design
the views of life
that others will find.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2017

Holiday Style

Peering through time
of a holiday style,
life begins a journey
found with a smile.
Time’s but a scene
that lifetimes expose,
winters with Christmas
where it surely snows.
Hearts find blessings
of timeless displays
in holiday styles
of wonderful ways.
Christmas beginnings
and all thereunto
bring hearts together
with a glorious view.
You might see a sight
that makes you smile,
a time that reminds
of a wonderful while.
It’s as the stages
of a story book rhyme,
that holiday style
of a blessings design.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2017

Hidden Views

Passing phases
times and places
might have hidden
frowning faces.
Seeming happy
times might show,
but they might
be filled with woe.
Just like a time
that passed you by
just like a river
that soon ran dry.
You may have seen,
but never knew
the hidden views
of thereunto.
It might be life
of a passing day
as hidden views
now gone away.
Those hidden views
that missed our sight
may still exist
in anothers light.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2017

To The Skies

A row of crop
that surely grew
can be the same
as me and you.
A planted sight
of beating hearts
begins a path
of many parts.
To the skies
we look to see
the changes in
our history.
The light of day
as clouds pass by
can hold within
our how and why.
As our thoughts
begin to grow
to the skies
we seek to know.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2017

Haiku
for Nov 8,  2017

Today marks a time
that yesterday used to be
as but a shadow.

Glimpses into life
give notice of our failures
and accomplishments.

Tomorrow’s headline
might hold so many regrets
that come from today.

Life is a teacher
that often scolds its students
in form of lessons.

The flavors of time
are as ice cream’s surprises
that change time to time.

Glimmers of winter
are as snow that has fallen
and left scenes of white.

Beyond a flower
is the life of a moment
that springtime began.

Sunshine shines always,
but it’s often not in view
just as someone’s life.

Pain’s often hidden
as it’s clouded by laughter
that choices obscure.

Green grass of summer
has a place that’s remembered
beneath winter’s snow.

A starry night sky
gives many sets of viewpoints
that may be our lives.

Various people
act in a suspicious way
just to be funny.

Yes is deception
when no is what’s meant to be,
but fear guides their words.

Shadows of a mind
are as glimmers into life
that ones only feel.

Countless occasions
put forth journeys we regret,
but must continue.

Time is but a place
that is counted as moments
that give and take life.

Longwinded people
often have no conclusion,
so they ramble on.

Looking to the clouds
you will see so many things
that you envision.

Having breath of air
does not conclude the living,
for fish need water.

A glass bottom boat
holds a view down below it
that it can’t control.

Autumn’s beginning
comes as leaves changing color,
while death is their life.

Need for someone’s love
can blossom a true romance
or pain from without.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 18,  2017

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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Has winter hit your place yet?  It’s knocking
loudly on our door.  We had a little dusting of
snow this passed week,  but it just left a glaze
and was gone pretty quick being that it hasn’t
been a steady freezing and below long enough
to get the ground cold enough to hold snow,
but it won’t be long.  It’s getting colder and as
I look at my weather programs I see there is
a chance for snow beginning Wednesday,  but
time will tell.  I have compared notes on all of
my weather programs and they’re not syncing
with one another as one says snows beginning
Wednesday and on into the weekend and then
another says rain and snow for Thursday in
the morning and then the same for the evening,
but nothing for Friday and snow on Saturday.
The other weather programs are confused as
well LOL.  So I guess it’s a hit or miss hehehe.
When they say they are forecasting,  it really
means that they’re giving their best guess LOL.
Maybe not a good guess,  but a guess none the
less.  I always rely more on my weather radar.
It’s more accurate.  Ok onto another topic 🙂
I haven’t done much picture taking this week
being it gets dark a lot earlier now.  We went
to the New Limerick town office Monday and
voted.  I got a few pictures then,  but when
we went to Walmart Friday afternoon it was
already dark at 4:30 PM.  So,  there will be a
few pictures in my stationery.  Very few LOL.
We did get our heating oil delivered Monday
and it brought us to almost a full tank and
that should last us a good while.  The rest
of the week was pretty much with me doing
what I always do hehehe,  writing poetry
to pictures that Judy’s painted and pictures
that we’ve taken.  It keeps my brain ticking.
I’ve brought our bikes into the porch to get
them out of the weather.  They need a little
oiling,  so I’ll be putting some 3 in one oil
on the chains and gears.  Other than that
they’re needing some air in the tires,  but
that’s why I bought us a bicycle tire pump.
So,  they’ll live to be ridden next summer.
The reason I say summer is because up here,
springtime is often still with a lot of snow 🙂
and it’s a little hard to ride bikes in it hehehe.
So,  what else is going on around this place?
Well to be honest,  not much.  Nope,  it’s
been pretty quiet around here aside from
our boys barking from time to time at the
neighbors hehehe.  They’re getting more
used to them being here as time goes on 🙂
We’ve gone so long without neighbors they
had gotten used to that.  Judy is taking a
little nap now.  I’m going to wake her up
when our TV programs come on or maybe
a little bit before,  being we need find out
what we’re going to eat for dinner.  It seems
that God and our many angels have been
continuing to watch over us.  We have our
share of problems,  but for the most part
we’re doing well.  I want to thank You God
for all that You have done for us and given
us strength to do while keeping evil from
our home and lives.  Now I believe it’s time
for to me to once again take a little journey
back through all that I’ve written here to
see if I can find a good word or phrase that
I can use for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that lil place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found a
decent title just a few lines back and after
checking I see that it has not been used as
of yet,  so used it shall be Mwahahaha,

While Keeping

Without some planning
for futures days
you might just end up
in the grays.
While holding tight
to what is gone
it might prevent the
newer dawn.
Let the baggage of
times you’ve seen
to become lessons
not sour dreams.
Time’s a wonderful
thing in life
if you don’t fill it
with hate and strife.
So as the days then
change their date
learn to let go
of all your hate.
For while keeping it
you might find
a future filled with
a saddened mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 12,  2017

There ya go 🙂  I hope you liked the poem and
if not,  then maybe next week hehehe.  Hey, it’s
hit and miss.  Anyways,  I also hope you enjoyed
my rambling and it didn’t just bore ya to sleep 🙂
Judy just got up and came in here with me,  so it
looks like we will have left over pizza for dinner.
I cooked it Friday night,  but it was too large for
us to finish in 1 night and we wanted something
else to eat last night.  I fixed us pancakes,  egg
and sausage for breakfast.  I did as I always do
and fixed enough pancakes for 2 mornings,  so
can ya guess what we’re gonna have for breakfast
tomorrow hehehe.  Though tomorrow I might
just fix sausage to go with them.  They’re pretty
quick and easy 🙂  Heat and serve.  OK,  so what
have I forgotten to tell ya?  Hmm,  it seems that
I have said it all of at least all I can remember at
this moment,  so I guess it’s time for me to begin
telling you what I tell you almost every week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems with an extra 5 which ups
the count to 15.  The first poem is the birthday
poem that I wrote for Judy.  Her birthday was
Nov 6 🙂  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 I reckon it’s time for me to begin searching
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a wonderful blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where is that ornery off
switch hiding at this time?  Hmm, searching
high and low.  Aha,  there ya are you little
whippersnapper.  Hiding behind the curtains
again huh.  It might of worked if ya had of
sneezed hehehe.  Take a cold tablet and call
me on the morning hehehe. Better luck next
week!  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

This Day Of Birth

This time of year
brings forth a sign,
a day that’s counted
from time to time.
This day of birth
is one so great,
for it’s the moment
God put in date.
He gave your heart
a beating style,
this day of birth
that gives a smile.
I’m so thankful
to see your face
as time moves on
from place to place.
This day of birth
is great to see,
for now you’re part
of my history.
The future’s ours,
a gift from above,
as time moves on
that’s filled with love.
This day of birth
brings forth a scene
that was dreamt
within a dream.
The seasons shine
as time moves on
while our love
grows dusk to dawn.
This day of birth
is the greatest view,
for you have me
and I have you.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2017

I love you Judy Pearce
HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Time Moves On

Forward movement
time is gone,
leaving memoirs
of a song.
Sung as journeys
time has done,
time moves on
to walk or run.
Scenes uncovered
might display
a special moment,
time of day.
A simple sight
of summer green
found within
a certain scene.
Love of nature
becomes found
as time moves on
with sight and sound.
Allow the journey
of life’s own song
to live within
as time moves on.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Life’s Travels

We might one day
find unknown roads
paths through life
our time bestows.
They might display
some scenic places
of ticking essence,
moments traces.
In life’s travels
you might find
a new perspective
in your mind.
The roads of life
can become home,
as timeless travels
that you roam.
Our life’s travels
might show a way
to a better
brighter day.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Apple and Pear

We’re as a lifestyle
of different views,
an apple and pear
of walking shoes.
Some may wonder
while looking to see
the difference in you
and difference in me.
Life is a flavor
of different styles,
some with a hidden
life that compiles.
An apple and pear
of other arrays
describes a portion
of others displays.
So look beyond
what vision finds
and let yourself
have open minds.
We’re all connected
from here to there
just as the fruits
an apple and pear.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Time’s Beginning

A step through time
upon the rails
of life’s own journey
timeless tales
begins with moments
gathered on
as time’s beginning
moves along.
Bringing phases
into frame
time’s beginning
a railroad train.
The passageways
from then and there
began a journey
none knew where.
It brought about
another view
time’s beginning
thereunto.
Our own footsteps
might just find
time’s beginning
another time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Pond Of Life

I remember
life and times,
found as scenes
of great designs.
A pond of life
one wondrous day
found with ducks
to splash and play.
I remember
times so sweet
found within
the summer’s heat.
As the minutes
passed on by
all the duck
began to fly.
I remember
that great view
of how they swam
and how they flew.
Found as life
the time was seen,
pond of life,
a wondrous dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Deep Thoughts

Depths of an ocean,
minds in a void,
life is but a story,
time frames deployed.
Seen as a rogue wave,
thoughts might grow,
timeless emotions,
moments bestow.
Our deepest thoughts,
some others may view
as but a moment,
that cannot be true.
Scented with illusion,
some may just think
our life and times
are as ships to sink.
Their understanding
might just perceive
as but a moment
we seek to deceive.
Yet in our ocean
of mindful arrays
our waves of time
may seem as greys.
There’s no guarantee
of changing their view,
for they might never
see the true you.
Different viewpoints
might just get lost
within perspective
of our deep thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2017

Field Of Summer

Fluent motion,
time displays,
bringing forth
the summer days.
As the season
comes in tune,
it becomes a
path to swoon.
Many breezes
blow their style,
field of summer
with a smile.
Time’s of artwork
painted true
as the field then
changes hue.
Grasses growing
changing phase,
field of summer
then to gaze.
Time remembered
shines upon
field of summer,
life moves on.
An oceans memoir
in the grass,
field of summer
time to pass.
Trails of lifetimes
flow as waves
in the field of
summer’s days.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2017

Roads To Travel

Times we journey
from the past
leaves us heartbeats
beating fast.
Maybe a snowy
road of time
written as love
and found divine.
Roads we wander
seeking true
life of ages
we wonder through.
Within our minds
we might recall
roads to travel,
times install.
As the seasons
fall in place
roads to travel
find their pace.
Time becomes then
as a page
roads to travel
age to age.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Evening’s Glimmer

Standing surely
closing ways
evening’s glimmer
comes to gaze.
Searching for
its night’s delight
evening’s glimmer
says goodnight.
Yet the moments
still in view
give us often
greater hue.
Maybe as some
cloudy skies
or some sunshine
with surprise.
Life’s reflection
finds its style
found within
a little while.
Evening’s glimmer
paints with ease
a lake of time
with nearby trees.
For the journey
of the quest
displays life
its very best.
Signs of life
a scenic lake
evening’s glimmer
is wide awake.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Heaven’s Rays

Found as blessings
a sky of blue,
it’s more enhanced
with a cloudy hue.
It’s but a doorway
to Heaven divine,
a scene so supreme
that fills up the mind.
Life as a portion
of a scenic surprise.
Heaven’s awakened
up high in the skies.
It’s rays are beauty
seen as a style,
filled with the essence
of God and a smile.
It’s but a moment,
a time that we see
as Heaven’s rays
shine on you and me.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Autumn’s Age

We often find
a point and place
that holds within
a timeless face.
An autumn view
that came to be,
a special time
so great to see.
That certain style
we’ve memorized
lives as time
that life revised.
Autumn leaves
that turned to gold
became a story
we often told.
A time of mixture
leaves on stage
is remembered
autumn’s age.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

Sea Of Minds

Thresholds visions
found designs,
life is ventured
sea of minds.
Through a window
times we gaze
might just be
an oceans haze.
With a cloudy sky
and sea of blue
a book of pages
turns so true.
The book’s cover
becomes a sight,
a sea of life
in day and night.
The seamless view,
remembered times
grows within
the sea of minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

What’s Beyond

The winds of life
are changing fast
as what’s beyond
is soon to pass.
Days we’ve seen
remembered true
might become
a different hue.
For what’s beyond
the times we know,
might live a life
of time to grow.
Churning waters
teaching phase
as what’s beyond
is hard to gaze.
Yet some water
needs to fall
to change the path
and reinstall.
As what’s beyond
becomes a tale
it then might be
a wishing well.
The flowing life
that then we see
might become
our history.
As sudden scenes
are then and gone
we’re mesmerized
at what’s beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

Life Of Seed

Many heartbeats
spread like wind
as seeds blowing
times transcend.
As the seasons
changing phase
life of seed then
shows its ways.
Often anger’s
in the breeze
blowing as some
passing leaves.
Needing guidance
spreading true
many heartbeats
change their view.
Yet the moments
time bestows
show both ways
of how it blows.
Let your journey
give the need
that of blessings
life of seed.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

Haiku
for Nov 11,  2017

Bonds of a moment
are often just similar
to our memories.

The lives of many
can often sway ones thinking
even if they’re wrong.

Theories of time
are found as ones perception
that they have deduced.

The cold of winter
brings some chills to the body,
but beauty of snow.

Minding your business
keeps a view inside your own,
that could fail to learn.

Seasonal moments
are as pages out of books
from spring to winter.

The blinding sunlight
can become hindrance of life
if you look at it.

Many directions
can merely be just dead ends,
so prepare to change.

Morning’s awaiting
after nighttime has expired
and yesterday’s gone.

Thoughts become alive
as actions put into place
and then there’s results.

Life of a flower
is as a journey through time
that changes its course.

Growth of a snowflake
finds it needs more to sustain
to become snowmen.

Hearing ones heartbeat
can become a true blessing
as closer you grow.

Patterns in a day
might display many turnstiles
that open and close.

Patience is hindered
while watching seconds to pass,
so let life find peace.

Shelter from a storm
can often be within you
for fear causes pain.

Looking for trouble
might find more than you sought for
and end in despair.

Ageless is Heaven
as it awaits our journey
as time runs its course.

Looking back on life
we might only find regret,
so learn the lessons.

When doors close their view
know that others will open
as blessings or strife.

Our sought after dreams
can be nightmares in disguise
that unleash sorrow.

Hearts filled full of prayer
give us hope for the future
that’s greater than now.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

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and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at Amazon.com you can buy them all below.
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My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
http://www.amazon.com/Judy-Pearce/e/B00N5CW382
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
http://www.drawingart.net
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My Animal’s Greetings site below
http://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It looks like winter is upon us.  No snow yet,
but it won’t be long.  It could start falling any
day now.  Of course it would not stick on the
ground,  being that the temperature must stay
below freezing for at least 2 or 3 days before
it will cool down enough to not melt the snow.
But then,   if it snows abundantly enough and
quickly,  it can accumulate and stay for a bit,
but then the snow acts as an insulator and if
the ground is still not cold enough,  it will melt
the snow of course with the help of the sun and
the weather.  So,  now you’ve had a little lesson
in snow accumulation hehehe.  Next topic.  It
looks like the doggy door will never get installed
We’ve had a couple of family members say that
they would install it for us,  but it’s still sitting
in the box it came in.  I guess this winter we will
have to do as we’ve been doing and that is let
them out the front door and then go and open
the door to the porch to let them outside so they
can go potty and whatever.  At least the porch
isn’t leaking like it was last winter.  Last winter
it had almost 2 inches of ice on the floor due to
the rain and the snow that got in through the
roof.  LOL there were a few times last winter
when it was actually snowing inside the front
porch.  At least we won’t have that problem
this winter 🙂 at least I hope we don’t Hahaha.
Right now at 4:30 PM it’s 44 F degrees.  Did
you remember to set your clocks back, if you
are in a state or whatever that does daylight
savings time.  I for one think it’s stupid.  It’s
not saving anything.  All it does is confuses
my inner clock.  The boys started trying to
get us up an hour early this morning being
they know nothing of daylight savings time 🙂
Being that Judy and I are night owls and stay
up till 4 AM on most nights,  we don’t get up
until around noon,  but at 11 AM both of the
boy were barking and all saying get up and
they were not taking no for an answer hehehe.
LOL I kept hollering lay down and they in
their own way kept saying,  NO it’s time to
get up.  LOL I got up to go to the bathroom
and when I came back I saw that Rocky had
hopped up in my spot and I said nope,  you
get back in your bed.  He hopped down and
went and laid down in his own bed,  but then
not much time went by before both him and
Benny were saying it’s time to get up LOL.
Please who ever is responsible,  STOP with
the daylight savings time.  It’s killing me!!!
For that matter,  if all of the countries and
states and cities are not gonna do it,  then
we shouldn’t have to do it.  It’s a waste of
time if ya get my drift hehehe.  So what else
is in the Pearce’s Place news.  Well,  Friday
I ordered us some heating oil for winter and
it should be delivered Monday and oh yea,
speaking of Monday,  it’s Judy’s birthday.
She’ll be the same age as me then hehehe.
We’re gonna get her a cake and then get us
some take out for dinner.  I might write her
a little birthday poem as I’ve done in the
past 🙂  Who knows!  Anyways,  we’re sort
of strapped for cash due to my purchase of
heating oil,  but I’ll try to make her day as
good as I can.  We’ll watch our favorite TV
programs and enjoy being together.  I am
so very proud of Judy for all that she has
done with her art and designs.  God put
us together before we even knew of each
others existence.  Time found its place.
God has a way of doing wonderful things
that we at the time might view as not so
good.  Our views are very short winded
and we can’t see the future, but only what
we can imagine and often our imagination
is in the wrong gear or just can’t perceive
what God can do.  So look passed what
we are able and understand that God has
abilities far beyond anything that we can
do.  Now I believe it’s time for me to be
taking my little venture 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 may of
stumbled upon a decent title just a few
lines back and now after checking I see
that I’ve not used it,  so away we go…

Existence

Mirrored existence
might not look so well,
for what all we’re seeing
might display a fail.
Time is a painter
that often will explore,
showing our existence
as less or maybe more.
Yet the moments seen
might be just a time
found in existence
as only a rhyme.
A time that we’ve seen
that is just but a phase,
a moment’s existence
of some other days.
Found in confusion
the scenes might become
as that of a dewdrop
in mornings bright sun.
Yet as the minutes
become as we are,
God in the background
is our guiding star.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 5,  2017

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem and
maybe even understood it.  Also I hope you
enjoyed my rambling hehehe.  I do ramble 🙂
Often I ramble about silly stuff,  but if it helped
you to find some peace,  that’s great.  There’s
not much else to tell you except,  Judy’s brother
Ricky has been through the ringer.  He had
to have his other leg amputated due to a bad
infection.  The poor guy’s suffering with many
health issues.  The hospital has now sent him
back to the nursing home.  They said he was
doing better,  but in reality he might not live
much longer.  Please keep him and the family
in your prayers.  God is in control.  His will
shall be done.  Now,  I reckon it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you almost every
week and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 poems with an extra
5 which ups the count to 15.  No Christmas
poems this week 🙂  Maybe next week 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.  Ok,  so now
I believe it’s time for me to begin my search
for that terrible at hiding off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most wonderful week
filled with blessings.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  OK,  so where is that
silly off switch hiding at this time?  Looking
around the room.  Hmm I think I spy with
my one good eye a bag of doggy treats that
should not be moving hehehe.  Yep there
ya are.  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Moonlight Witch

The Halloween witch
flies high in the sky
holding to her broom
as she silently goes by.
The night sky is clear
as children walk about
while seeking for candy,
trick or treat they shout.
The witch is just smiling
as she watches to see
the joy in the kids eyes
as they each get candy.
The time ticks faster,
and the evening is gone
as the moonlight glows
from dusk unto dawn.
The moonlight witch
is just but a dream,
time we remember
heard of Halloween.
She flies with a broom
on Halloween night
this moonlight witch
on a Halloween flight.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 30,  2017

Dressed For Halloween

Children will stroll
with garments on
seeking some candy
before it’s gone.
Walking up to doors
with bags in hand
they’ll trick or treat
this day so grand.
This evening shines
a Halloween sight,
children all dressed up
to seek their delight.
Morsels of goodness
and oh such a treat
children are seeking
something good to eat.
Candy’s of sweetness
in oh such a scene
the children are all
dressed for Halloween.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2017

Looking Beyond

Time is a heartbeat,
a moment’s desire,
seconds and minutes
that create passions fire.
Scenes come alive
as the moments bestow
while looking beyond
where doorways will go.
Opening to mysteries
some heartbeats are seen
as they’re connected
in a magical dream.
Life is a journey
from then unto today
as footsteps create
such a timeless array.
Scenes come alive
as our pages are turned
in a book to tomorrow
that future’s discerned.
Written as a story
that is read in the mind
a fantastic memory
of a great point in time.
Life is but a memoir
of times burning ember,
scenes found as dreams
that so many remember.
God gives us ways
of seeing good that’s gone
as our heartbeats revive
while looking beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2017

Field Of Hope

Just but a moment
a time is perceived
as timeless encounters
the life spider weaved.
Seeming as junctions
between you and I
a field of hope shows
how time can fly by.
Leaving in its wake
is a sight for tomorrow
filled with the images
that many will borrow.
Taking from the scenes
a story which to tell
as a field of hope dream
just like a wishing well.
Cattle might be grazing
in this story of the mind
that one may remember
as a great point in time.
A country scene of life
that’s on a hilly slope
might be remembered,
a timeless field of hope.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2017

Autumn Winds

Colors floating
from the trees,
autumn winds
make colored seas.
A little path,
an autumn trail,
is covered then
as leaves set sail.
The day moves on
as time transcends,
bringing changes
autumn winds.
Sights of beauty,
sights of fall,
autumn winds
display them all.
Seen as blessings,
time displays.
Autumn winds
begin their phase.
God’s own painting
colorful hues
autumn winds then
leaves chartreuse.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2017

Setting Sun

The story of
a timeless tale
begins with words
and ships at sail.
Such a moment
can come true,
a voyage within
a sea of blue.
A setting sun
as times to pass
displays scenes
that seem to last.
The story of
a passing gaze
might become
another phase.
A setting sun,
a distant year
begins a path
to reappear.
Time moves on
and life is made
as a moment
seems to fade.
With memories
of days gone by
a setting sun
may cease to fly.
Sinking quickly
then from view
the setting sun
seeks time anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2017

Signs Of God

Mountain scenes
of distant days
might become
another phase.
Times and places
found to see
can become
as majesty.
Signs of God
are found in place
for our hearts
to then embrace.
Lifelong journeys
times become,
seasons found
each rising sun.
Days to pass
become a find,
signs of God,
a wondrous time.
His Hands display
a timeless scene,
that might be
a rushing stream.
A mountain’s life
is counted true,
the time within
it comes in view.
These are scenes
the signs of God
that deserve our
hands applaud.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2017

Enhanced

Those special times
of moments past
can be enhanced
in a photograph.
The scenes recalled
that fell in place
might then become
a timeless taste.
Enhanced emotions
remembered when
can fill the void
when feeling grim.
Some photographs,
a peaceful time
can calm the heart,
a stormy mind.
Enhanced portions
of memories
can bring back
a summer’s breeze.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2017

New Perspective

While time might be
a distant view
our own perception
might need a new.
When the winds
blow troubles in
look for the good
within the wind.
A new perspective
can lighten the load,
as now and then
does not explode.
Allowing peaceful
within your mind
can change the view
from time to time.
A new perspective
on things you see
can display blessings
that God gave free.
Take heed a moment,
a God given scene,
maybe a lake
or grasses of green.
Look beyond that
and all that’s there,
a new perspective
on a breath of air.
Lose the negative
and find the good
a new perspective
the way you should.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2017

Seams In Life

Found conclusions
in times displays
might be the seams
of yesterdays.
Seen are patterns
that time compiles,
the seams in life of
frowns and smiles.
It’s a journey
throughout a phase,
sometimes seen as
the better days.
The times we’ve seen
we misconstrued
might be the seams
of which elude.
Leaving patterns
found with strife,
that procured from
the seams of life.
But some good can
find a way,
through the seams,
a better day.
Lessons learned
as time bestows,
seams in life,
a moment grows.
Seeming timeless,
yet it’s counted,
seams in life
with good abounded.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2017

Rainy Days

Storms will build
as clouds move in
and rainy days
will then begin.
Through the rain
might hide a show,
a moment’s scene,
a bright rainbow.
Those rainy days
can enlighten views,
life and times,
our daily news.
Through the clouds
that raindrops fall
some better days
might come to call.
The road your on
might show the signs
of rainy days
and time’s designs.
There might just be
a hidden view
in rainy days,
a brighter hue.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2017

Children Play

Through the ages
times will show
how children play
and how they grow.
They’re our future
as time will pass,
learning from us,
shadows we cast.
Watching them play
makes time stand still
just for a moment
for life to fulfill.
They are the journey,
the hearts of time,
as children play
as rhythm and rhyme.
Hold to the seconds
that soon go away
and then remember
how children play.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2017

Mesmerizing

Life as a ripple
seems as a wave
when life begins
a certain phase.
It might just be
an ocean of mind,
so mesmerizing
for future to find.
A ripple begins
and then bestows
a ship of arrival
filled full of woes.
Time can become
a better place,
such as a dream
in outer space.
So mesmerizing
as time moves on,
life can become
a beautiful song.
Sung as an ocean,
a moment divine,
life can become
a peaceful mind.
Found as a ripple,
a simple desire,
hearts can become
a raging fire.
Burning with love,
a God given way,
so mesmerizing,
a wonderful day.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2017

The Leaves

We’re the leaves
that float and fall,
as time displays
its season’s call.
We watch and wait
for time to change,
as the leaves
of time and again.
Life’s a doorway
that changes phase,
it opens and closes
in different ways.
We’re the leaves
that gather true,
to make or break
the daily view.
Finding judgment,
the way we stand,
our point of time
might sink in sand.
We’re the leaves
with different hues,
walking in life
in different shoes.
The leaves of life
in times display
may hide from view
our will and way.
As a lifetime
turns and weaves,
we grow with life,
for we’re the leaves.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2017

Evening’s View

Day comes to end
as evening displays
times and emotion
of its magical ways.
Maybe some clouds
or rain may procure
giving the evening
a scenic grand tour.
Signs of changes
in the atmosphere
might be of sight
or things we hear.
Trees might rustle,
blowing in the wind
as their leaves
of time transcend.
The light of day
may change its hue
as the beginning of
evening’s view.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2017

Haiku
for Nov 4,  2017

Beyond what we see
is what many don’t believe,
but yet it is there.

The pages of our lives
might display many dog ears
to help us recall.

Found as a flavor
a moment might be sour
that turns out better.

Seasons of time frames
are as recipes for life
to enhance the view.

Morning has shadows
that are designed by sunshine
as God intended.

Patience is gathered
as life brings us misery
that we’re to deal with.

Without an action
life might just remain in place
with times of troubles.

As a flower grows
it begins a passageway
through buds and blossoms.

The doors and windows
of life that we encounter
may have mysteries.

The length of a day
is often our perception
of all that’s happened.

Amidst a rainbow
might be a journey through life
that created it.

Throughout our journey
we may stumble upon pain
that helps us to grow.

Life of a flower
is that of many blessings
of rain and sunshine.

Many emotions
create patterns we perceive
as what’s understood.

Being is seeing,
but also without a sight,
for some are like air.

Blessings of our lives
may be disguised as problems
that come as lessons.

While standing real still
the world keeps on rotating
providing our life.

Sharing a secret
and not knowing if it’s true
could create fire.

Need of a moment
might just be something wanted
we thought we needed.

Division of life
leaving many dishearten
creates loneliness.

Judging by color
or how that many may live
might corrupt your thoughts.

The storms of our lives
are creators of turnstiles
that help us to choose.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2017

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