Monthly Archives:June 2018

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a rough passed few weeks
around this place.  Judy and I have
been rather sick and had to go to the
doctor to get us some meds.  I didn’t
write anything the week before last
due to me being bed ridden for a few
days and not feeling up to writing,  so
that should explain why there was no
Animal’s Greetings last Sunday.  Yep,
it’s been a rough one with Judy and
I coughing in unison as well as our
hearing being greatly impaired.  My
hearing has come back pretty much
of course only in my left ear,  but it
seems Judy’s hearing is still very bad
due to the whatever it was that got a
hold of us,  which I think was pollen.
The doctor had a lady flush out my
right ear thinking that might be the
reason for no hearing in it even after
me telling her I have been deaf in it
since I was 13 and a moth got caught
in it and my dad using tweezers to
remove it.  He accidentally damaged
my ear drum which never healed,  so
hearing has been negligible in that ear
for a long while.  Anyways,  next topic.
Saturday,  Judy hit a deer when she
was headed out to go to do crafts with
her sisters.  She hit the deer not even
a quarter of a mile down the road from
our house.  Judy is OK,  but the deer
and our car did not make it that well.
The deer did not survive and our car
is pretty messed up.  I am hoping and
praying that our insurance will cover it.
I believe we have comprehensive as
well a liability insurance,  but not sure.
All we can do is pray,  because I cannot
see a way we will be able to find the
money to fix our car on Social Security.
None the less,  I’m sure we will survive.
The weather is fairly nice with a high
of 69 F today which is what it is at this
moment 3 PM.  It might rain a little
this evening.  We’re hoping something
good comes from all the troubles that
we have had.  I know God has not given
up on us,  even in the times that it may
seem that He is off somewhere else.
But I am sure He is always here doing
what He knows best.  Thank You God
for never giving up on us.  Ok so now
I believe it’s time for me to be venturing
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.  So it’s away
I go to that place of my recollection that
I always call RECOLLECT VILLE…
I believe I may have found me 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.  Here goes.
🙂 Hopefully it makes sense…

Somewhere Else

The weathered times
we’re found exposed
might seem lonely
down the road.
For somewhere else
it might be found
you think that God
is not around.
But He is always
with love and care
not somewhere else,
but everywhere.
He might be watching
right then in a way
while troubles come
from day to day.
Just watching waiting
to see what we’ll do
to do our part
to change the view.
But if it’s needed
He’ll intervene
to do what’s right
but found off screen.
You might not see
His mighty hand
that helps you find
strength to withstand.
So don’t let life
put you on a shelf
thinking that God
is somewhere else.

©By Bill Pearce
June 24,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even understood it.  Also I
hope you enjoyed my rambling,  though
it was not as much rambling,  but just
filling you in on our recent problems 🙂
We all have struggles,  but yours might
be a lot different.  Yet the problems to
the owner can often seem the greatest.
It’s all in how we view them.  Well,  I
reckon it’s time to tell you what I often
tell you almost every week hehehe and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems with
no extras or Christmas related.  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.
So 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.  Now,
where can that ornery off switch be
hiding this week,  being it’s had even
more time to find a good hiding spot?
Hmm,  my little statuette that one of
our neighbors gave me seems to be a
bit askew.  Peekaboo,  I see you LOL.
I wouldn’t of seen ya if you had been
just sitting quietly not peeking around
to see if I could see you.  Come on,
you can do better than that.  Maybe
next week.  Start looking now please.
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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

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

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

Minds Expose

Time is dormant
in a minute’s thought
as life moves on
to a little a lot.
Our minds expose
the views we see,
but maybe but only
to you and me.
Yet as a minute
gathers its gaze
our minds open wide
to see other ways.
Life is a doorway
that many will knock
seeking to enter
and be where we walk.
Our minds expose
so many things
nightmares sometimes
and sometimes dreams.
Our stories unfold
to what we recall
maybe as vague
as bumps on a wall.
Look for the blessings
amidst every view
and seek to uncover
a much better you.
A you that’s formed
from highs and lows
as a place in time
our minds expose.

©By Bill Pearce
June 22,  2018

Fogs May Lift

When gazing at life
in waters of ways
we might discover
some real foggy days.
Days with blunder
amidst torrent’s time
while life moves on
inside of our mind.
The slightest change
might just confuse
as fogs may lift
to morally bemuse.
Seek for guidance
from high above
the essence of peace
that’s so full of love.
Yes many moments
will seem as a haze
leaving us bewildered
and caught in a gaze.
Yet as the waters
of life flow on through
the fogs may lift
to show a better view.
Hidden in the mist
of a moment’s time
there might display
a better design.
A design of Heaven
as a moment’s gift
as time moves on
and fogs may lift.

©By Bill Pearce
June 22,  2018

Answers Came

A simple view
of time and place
is sometimes all
we need to embrace.
A page from a scene
remembered so well
as a time so sweet
and a story to tell.
You had questions
about then and there
that were confusion
with none to compare.
But yet answers came
as a passing brook
and a fisherman
with a baited hook.
He tossed his line
into the drink
and gave then more
for you to think.
A fish of life,
a time to attain
is all we seek
as answers came.

©By Bill Pearce
June 22,  2018

Storms May Brew

Mindset moments
synched with pain
can become as a
bitter stain.
A stain of portions
scented with time
that of rhythms
of a bitter mind.
Waters of hurry
becoming as seen
times we remember
but only a dream.
Storms may brew
as wanna explodes
displaying sadness
of a weathered rose.
Look for blue skies
beyond that sight
and see what’s better
in times daylight.
Sometimes we only
see certain things
found as wantings
but are only dreams.
It’s then the troubles
become all we see
worried emotions
we need to set free.
Time is but only
a key with a view
some with sunshine
as storms may brew.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

Sounds Of Life

Rippling waters
display their voice
sounds of life
a seasonal choice.
Trees surrounding
time as a ripple
life becomes as
sounds of a trickle.
This may be only
a sound in the mind
a time you recall
so joyous divine.
Yet with the ripples
of watery scenes
life is a pageant
moment of dreams.
Scented with style
that time displays
sounds of life
such wonderful days.
Rippling waters
right after a rain
become as a story
no need to explain.
Words are water
that carry a view
a scene so serene
a wonderful hue.
The sounds of life
are rippling fast
singing the songs
of future and past.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

A Journey’s Way

Beyond a bridge
that time becomes
a journey’s way
a drummer drums.
Within the breeze
of walkers ways
the time becomes
what life displays.
A journey’s way
beyond the past
that soon becomes
a shadow’s cast.
With memories
our eyes record
a journey’s way
says climb aboard.
Bring your thoughts
and memories
across the way
a moment’s breeze.
Let your mind
to find that place
again one day
with a smiling face.
Look on beyond
the bitter times
and search  to see
what hopeful finds.
Such as a time
a brighter day
you found one time
a journey’s way.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

Upon A Hill

Once as a moment
a second will pass
leaving a hindsight
that says alas.
A certain memory
of a certain time
found upon a hill
within your mind.
It might be regret
of a hurried view
that slipped on by
as a hazy hue.
We often look back
and only recall
the times we slipped
from spring to fall.
Our thought begins
a journey’s quest
found up a hill
of worst and best.
Those memories
can help us get by
if we’ll not only
just pout and cry.
Look for the beauty
in essence of time
and then allow it
to live in your mind.
There are beginnings
of time to fulfill
as our memories
upon a hill.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

An Autumn View

My eyes have seen
an autumn view
a time so sweet
as morning dew.
It brought me joy
to see this sight
an autumn view
amidst daylight.
The season shown
a wondrous display
a colorful sight
a magical day.
These things we see
that times expose
can often become
our morning rose.
As time unites
to bring this hue
I find I love
an autumn view.
It makes my mind
to come alive
as all the colors
jump into my eyes.
They might be dim
to others that see,
but with my eyes
they make history.
Maybe even you
can see what I do
this sight so sweet
an autumn view.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

Season’s Well

Our task in life
might seem to be
but just a path
for time to see.
Yet our focus
might be pale
looking for life
in a season’s well.
Choices we make
become our road
a time in life
our daily load,
but we can change
the way we choose
by learning from
our win and lose.
For as we strive
to walk each day
we also learn
another way.
The ways may be
at times so dim
but then become
as not so grim.
As pages turn
and words are read
we might discern
what’s truly said.
The times in life
we landed in Hell
we may have learned
from a season’s well.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

The Things We See

Various turnstiles
may become as dreams
time frames encountered
wonderful scenes.
Some though might not
be as blessings so sweet,
for time might display
a moment’s defeat.
The things we see
can become as a phase
that may shine brightly
on our distant days.
Found as a memory
of a summertime pond
seen as a blessing
that lives on and on.
We might discover
a time we remember
that burns brighter
than the brightest ember.
With every moment
and with every sight
we might discover
a new style of life.
Formed as a ripple
in a pond of design
minutes might become
the best time to find.
So when we’re reflecting
on our life’s memory
we can find smiles
in the things we see.

©By Bill Pearce
June 23,  2018

Haiku
for June 24,  2018

When we walk blindly
we may land in some ditches
that open our eyes.

As a flower blooms
it displays its reactions
to sunshine and rain.

Time is a teacher
that is often very cruel
with sorrow and pain.

Morning is a time
that displays its emotions
in all we survey.

A page from a book
might hold words of a story
that do not make sense.

Looking through our shadows
we may find many moments
that we might regret.

Streams of our desires
can become torrent rivers
that flood every thought.

We are as flowers
blooming as one’s perception
that moments display.

Time can surprise us
as minutes become hours
that we did not know.

Beneath every sight
holds a time’s reality
that might seem unreal.

On a summer’s day
in the midst of the sunshine
a raindrop may fall.

Standing all alone
in shadows made of others
we might find ourselves.

As a storm cloud brews
it might become a rainbow
after it is done.

Seen as blades of grass
a yard can become as weeds
if it’s neglected.

Beyond what we see
can be a magical place
filled with illusion.

When filled with worry
our hearts can become soured
leaving just a void.

Our doorways through life
might seem as a pendulum
swinging back and forth.

Found as a daisy
in a field of perception
many will get lost.

In need of passion,
but not knowing what it is
can leave you empty.

The hands of our mind
hold the thoughts of each turnstile
that becomes our life.

Within a window
we might perceive some changes
that are only thoughts.

Today’s mysteries
can be tomorrows lessons
stirred from yesterdays.

©By Bill Pearce
June 24,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

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

Amidst A Storm

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 10,  2018

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

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

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

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

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

Heaven’s Dream

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 4,  2018

This Is Love

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 4,  2018

Spring’s Repertoire

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 5,  2018

Searching Beyond

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 6,  2018

Mysterious World

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 7,  2018

Moments Of Fall

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 8,  2018

Dusty Memories

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 8,  2018

Dimmer Views

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 8,  2018

Prayer For Life

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 8,  2018

A Butterfly’s Eyes

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 8,  2018

Haiku
for June 9,  2018

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

©By Bill Pearce
June 9,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you have been doing well.  We’re
hanging in there.  The weather for a few
days (2 days) was in the mid 80’s but now
it’s back to the 60’s and tomorrow’s high
is supposed to be 57 F with Tuesday’s high
at around 47 F LOL.  It’s pretty much the
norm for up here hehehe.  We had to use
our portable AC for the 2 days that the
temperature was in the 80’s.  Too warm
for me.  I mowed around our house the
other day and then the next day I did a
little weed eating with our weed eater 🙂
Though the grass is already growing and
it will be time to mow again LOL.  But,
our new ION 40 volt lawn mower works
great.  I couldn’t be happier,  unless of
course somebody mowed it for me LOL.
We’ve noticed due to the nice weather
that there are a lot of people out mowing
their lawns.  It’s been beautiful weather.
We had a bit of rain around Friday of
last week which cooled it down from the
80’s to the 60’s,  It’s those old hot as
Hades days that I do not miss in Texas.
Nope,  I prefer it a bit cooler 🙂  Yeppers,
I believe I’ll stay up here where pavement
doesn’t melt in the summertime hehehe.
LOL so much for the weather related
part of my rambling.  Next topic.  Well,
yesterday Judy and I went to get our
car inspected at VIP but they couldn’t
get to it,  so they set up an appointment
for us today at 2 PM and we killed 2
birds with one stone hehehe.  Chances
girl friend Danika got off work at 2 PM
from McDonald’s which was right across
the street from VIP hehehe.  So we had
it done,  but of course our front brakes
and rotors were needing replaced along
with our air filter.  It was still a pretty
decent price with inspection and all at
$357.17.  Last year we had new back
brakes done at York’s,  but I decided to
take it to VIP this year to seek a better
price and I believe I got one 🙂  Now,
all we need to do is get the car registered
and we’ll be good for another year. The
insurance has been paid.  So what else
is going on around The Pearce’s Place?
Well,  to be honest,  it’s been rather slow
aside from taxiing our grandson and his
girlfriend around hehehe.  Of course we
don’t mind,  but we will be glad when
they get them another vehicle 🙂  They’re
doing their best.  We love them,  but we
know our car doesn’t need those extra
miles on it 🙂  I’m sure it’ll all be OK.
God is always watching over us.  I’m
also quite sure there are many angels
watching over us as well.  We’ll keep
on doing the best that we can.  That’s
all that anyone can ask.  So,  I reckon
it’s time for me to be looking back on
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can
use for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So it’s away I go,  to that place
of my recollection that I always like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
found a good title just a few lines back
and now after checking I see that it has
not been used yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Be Honest

Don’t let your fear
to prevent what’s true
as life displays times
that envelop you.
Hold to the truth
of a moment’s time
and don’t allow
a untruthful mind.
Be honest in life
as minutes pass by
even if the truth
is a gray colored sky,
but don’t be so cold
to tell ones you see
a fact that needs not
be an honest degree.
Some need a smile
and a little untruth
to help them get by
when life is uncouth.
Some need the beauty
of a heart of gold
to be honest at times
with truth untold.

©By Bill Pearce
June 3,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even understood it.  Also,  I
hope you enjoyed my rambling.  I know,
I rambled about the weather a little too
much didn’t I LOL.  Oh well,  it didn’t
kill ya to read it did it hehehe!  So at the
moment it’s 63 F degrees at 6 PM.  Not
too bad huh.  I just went to see if Benny
was ready to come back in.  He loves to
sit out on the front steps and watch the
day pass by.  Rocky though prefers to
sit in here and watch us LOL.  Though
he does start missing Benny and then
he starts pestering us to check on him.
LOL they are true brothers from other
mothers and fathers.  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.  Nope no extras and no
Christmas poems this week.  Maybe
next week.  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 what
that is left of it and a truly blessing filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  OK,  so where can that off
switch be hiding this time?  Hmm,  so
where could that ornery thing be hiding
LOL?  I see ya you lil varmint hahaha.
Hiding once again behind my K2 meter.
That didn’t work for you in the past,  so
why do it again Hahaha.  Oh,  so you
were trying to act like a ghost.  Well you
didn’t set it off.  I just saw ya peeking
out like always.  Look for a better hiding
spot next week will ya.  That one was silly.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Discolored Views

When we discover
a tainted array
we might envision
an unhopeful day.
Yet within prayerful
time can begin
changes of colors
less then of sin.
Discolored views
might be as a yarn
told as a story of
an old rusty barn.
Moments within it
might sort of fade
into other colors
of a different shade.
Yet ones that see it
may only see lies
colors of existence
filled with demise.
For as the story goes
time is but seen
discolored views
found not so serene.
Beyond our eyes
may be our thoughts
life’s conclusions
a little bit lost.
So don’t be quick
to determine news,
for it might be just
discolored views.

©By Bill Pearce
May 27,  2018

A Summer’s Stroll

A beach side day
one summer’s morn
a stroll of passion
is surely born.
The scene begins
with time and place
walking your dog
with a smiling face.
A summer’s stroll
in summer’s sand
that brings in view
a time so grand.
A moment’s blessing
that surely flows
as time displays
what then unfolds.
Just like Heaven
a wonderful scene
a summer’s stroll
seems like spring.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2018

Clouds That See

Just like a breath
that times expose
a cloud displays
all that it knows.
A moment’s life
is then conceived
just like a cloud
that we perceived.
It might look like
some clouds of eyes
as life moves on
in moments skies.
Clouds that see
might be a phase
a time we find
on summer’s days.
But then the eyes
of clouds of time
might just blink
another design.
Becoming a scene
of life’s parade
that floats up high
that God has made.
Each cloud shows
its own degree
of life and times
for you and me.
So many fear
the grayish skies
as clouds that see
display surprise.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2018

Destiny

Another day
another time
becomes a scene
that may remind.
It might just be
a passing view
a scene of life
in thereunto.
A field of gold
and clouds of gray
might become
a great display.
As life goes on
and time unfolds
we might find
what life beholds.
Our destiny
of moments doors
might expose
so many chores.
Such as time
within our grasp
minutes gained
and needed task.
A field of peace
that you passed by
may hold the truth
and reason why.
There might be
a sight to see
that was then
your destiny.

©By Bill Pearce
May 31,  2018

Sky Of Life

Inside a thought
a time might grow
a place beyond
you used to know.
A sky of life
with scenes of blue
within the sky
and cloudy hue.
It might become
a refreshing scene
a time and place
that you have seen.
A sky of life
becomes enjoyed
a place that holds
what’s now a void.
It might be found
again one day
amidst the sky
and clouds of gray.
By turning blue
like once before
they’ll allow you in
to dream once more.
An unfathomed sky
with time so sweet
and clouds of blue
in summer’s heat.
It then might give
a slight array
of a sky of life
in the light of day.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 1,  2018

When Feeling Blue

Times that pass
may leave a frown
a place you loved
that’s not around.
Look deep within
and find that place,
that moment’s time
a smiling face.
Don’t let the blues
to take you over,
look for dreams
in fields of clover.
Allow that time
to come to be
to cease the blue
and set you free.
Find the beauty
in now and then
and then allow
smiles to begin.
Seek the blessings
to help you through
and find the joy
when feeling blue.

©By Bill Pearce
June 1,  2018

Life Caves In

As structures weaken
and time moves on
things we’ve held onto
might soon be gone.
Leaving but a memory
of a time in the past
as our life caves in
just a little too fast.
We need to look up
and say a little prayer
for Lord God’s help
to send love and care.
Don’t let the troubles
that moments reveal
to become all you see
in your life’s windowsill.
Take a little breather
and look for a place
a time you remember
of a smiling face.
Let it to revive you
and enlighten your soul
as a moment caves in
and time takes its toll.
Look for the lessons
that time taught to you
as your life caves in
to expose another view.
For the past is a teacher
to help us to begin
learning from the times
that our life caves in.

©By Bill Pearce
June 1,  2018

A Grassy Knoll

Looking fast
to on beyond
life might show
a certain lawn.
A grassy knoll
a wondrous view
that is seen
from old to new.
A timeless sight
of life’s embrace
with your eyes
and smiling face.
A grassy knoll
with certain style
that gives way
to a little smile.
A scene of life
of a passing day
that time begins
its wondrous way.
Just like a dream
of an old red barn
a grassy knoll
displays its charm.
It’s like a scene
from a story book
a time that awaits
another look.
It is a moment
that falls in place
to give your eyes
a certain taste.
A day’s sunrise
begins the view
a dream alive
from old to new.
It turns to words
of a story told
a mere memoir
of a grassy knoll.

©By Bill Pearce
June 2,  2018

Our Journey’s

Through life we might
discover a time
a moment uncovered
a wonderful rhyme.
It might create thoughts
of another day
as a lemon turned lime
in a magical way.
Filled full of blessings
that time might expose
our journey’s within
as a sweet smelling rose.
We might see a field
that encompasses sight
displaying differences
wrong unto right.
With God’s Guidance
through thick and thin
our journey’s unite
to again begin.
Turning into lifestyles
from old to anew
learning many lessons
of new things to do.
Fields might open wide
to display certain things
lifestyles enhanced
that seem like a dream.
Then as time passes
we might then set sail
our journey’s of life
with a different detail.

©By Bill Pearce
June 2,  2018

Imagining

Looking into life
a glimmer of time
one can imagine
what they can find.
A sight of beauty
a sight of peace
imagining minutes
a moment’s release.
Life can be magic
as a magician creates
with scenes in life
a heartbeat elates.
Painted as a photo
as time’s memory
imagining places
we wish now to see.
Such as back when
our years of younger
imagining minutes
that we now hunger.
Time is a porthole
that comes and goes
displaying fractions
a moment bestows.
Created from seconds
that turn into hours
time’s we remember
a moment empowers.
Thinking of childlike
ways way back when
when imagining life
when ours did begin.

©By Bill Pearce
June 2,  2018

Haiku
for June 2,  2018

Time is a number
that many cannot count,
but yet they feel it.

Moments of our lives
often become memories
that we find regret.

The leaves of autumn
are emotional colors
showing how they feel.

Evolving heartbeats
can become as tender love
or hate for the past.

When in a rainstorm
you might only feel raindrops
when life is amidst.

Changing perspective
needs a different viewpoint
on what you’re seeing.

As the clouds will form
they bring about some changes
that we might not see.

Nighttime awakens
when daylight has found its place
to breathe on the stars.

Need of a rainbow
is that of a refraction
of the sun and rain.

Lost on a journey
you can find your directions,
by asking questions.

Many will still lie
even if the truth is better,
because they’re liars.

Shadows of ourselves
are in people that see us
and respond to us.

Throughout our doorways
we will find many problems
that have solutions.

Beyond the glimmer
of a bright and sunny day
lives hope to survive.

Meaningless chatter
can be teachers of patience
for those that listen.

The midnight hours
might only be a moment
that ones fear the most.

Allowing hatred
to become all that you are
will spawn loneliness.

The need of true love
can often shun true friendship
and not allow growth.

Counting your hardships
can lose focus of your strengths
and leave you with tears.

Staring at the sun
will put your vision at risk
the same as troubles.

As the day passes
it leaves echoes of itself
found as memories.

Hardships of others
might seem real easy for you,
but you are not them.

©By Bill Pearce
June 2,  2018

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