Monthly Archives:September 2018

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s just me here at the house right now.
Judy has gone to celebrate her sister’s
grandsons birthday at the bowling alley
in Caribou Maine about 45 miles north
of here.  She’ll be home later on today.
It’s just me and the little boys hanging
out together now.  Of course they’re in
the bedroom and lying on our bed LOL.
For those that are new to this,  our boys
are our 2 dogs Benny and Rocky.  Yes
we talk about them as if they were our
real boys hehehe.  The Pearce’s Place
has been running in slow mo these last
few weeks LOL.  Judy and I haven’t
done much,  although we are making
plans for when we get paid to celebrate
our 17 year wedding anniversary which
is Tuesday Oct 2 🙂  But of course right
now we are out of funds so we’ll have
to wait till we get paid to consider what
to do to celebrate.  No matter,  as long
as we’re together,  that’s all that matters.
It’s beginning to look more and more
like autumn outside and feel like it too.
Yep,  the weather has been on the cool
side lately,  but then I prefer it on the
cool side rather than the sweaty heat.
Of course it doesn’t get as hot up here
as it does down Texas ways.  I got to
thinking the other day that I hadn’t
taken any pictures lately,  so Friday
morning I took the car while Judy was
asleep and went on a photograph hunt.
I’d park the car ever so often when I
saw something or some place that I
thought looked good and headed out
walking.  I got quite a few great shots
and many of them I’ll be able to use
for my poetry pictures 🙂  Yes,  I am
still writing poetry pictures.  I’m over
halfway done writing for book 9 now.
I’ve written 102 poetry pictures and
now only 58 to go and off to publish.
Yep,  I write a lot.  It along with my
photography keeps me out of trouble 🙂
A person with an over active mindset
can be dangerous LOL especially when
he has a crazy sense of humor hehehe.
Ask Judy,  she’ll tell ya.  I’m a regular
comedian in the house especially when
I get tired hahaha.  Judy’s gotten used
to it 🙂  She’s still as of yet not figured
out how I can sit down at my desk and
write a poem in a matter of minutes 🙂
For that matter,  I too have no clue.
I just do it.  I guess it’s a gift from God.
It’s a gift that I got when I was in my
much younger years.  I was around 7
or 8 years old when poetry began its
life within my mind,  but it was much
later in life that I figured out what to
do with it.  Before then I was just
writing what was bothering me at the
moment or something that had been
on my mind for a while.  Now I can
look at a photo and find a poem that
is waiting to be written.  Anyways,
what else has happened around this
place?  Hmm good question.  Judy
and I cleaned our carpets pretty good
using her sister’s carpet cleaner.  They
look a whole lot better now.  I think
we might be buying a carpet cleaner
or a steam cleaner one day when we
have a little money to do so.  Until
then,  we’ll borrow Trudes from time
to time.  I see that Judy’s been posting
pictures on Facebook of the little boys
birthday at the bowling alley LOL…
Life up here in Maine is not as bad
as many southerners think.  From my
view up here knowing how it is in down
in Texas being I was born and raised
there,  I can tell you,  I do not miss the
super hot summers that caused me to
have many strokes and the loss of my
left eye.  Nope,  I cannot handle that
much heat.  Anything near 80 F degrees
is too hot for me and thank God we
don’t have many days with that much
heat and when we do,  I hole up in here
near the air conditioner hehehe.  Yep,
this is where I should be.  God put me
up here,  for He connected the dots of
life that put Judy and I together from
over 2100 miles away.  God is always
with us watching over us.  We’ve also
many angels looking over us,  for there
are times I can sense them.  Thank You
God for all that You do for us and all
You’ve done for us and will 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 found
a decent title just about half way back
in my rambling and after checking,  I
see that it hasn’t been used as of yet
but used it shall be today,  so now to
see if I can do anything with it 🙂
Here goes…

Waiting To Be Written

Words of a moment
might come into play
waiting to be written
with something to say.
Yet many times though
the words might appear
to be as a memory
of a distant yesteryear.
We might often display
a time’s broken heart
as words within a story
that’s now a work of art.
It may become a scene
as blessings in disguise
waiting to be written
in a dreamers own eyes.
Then as it develops
this God given view
the moment with words
writes something anew.
Time is but a doorway
that opens then again
waiting to be written
as our thoughts enter in.
Telling a moment’s story
of a time or a place
painted with the mind
of a scene or a taste.
Allow your eyes to see
beyond all that’s there
and let your imagination
to take you everywhere.
A God given journey
to find a time or two
waiting to be written
of what that lives in you.
It might surely exist
as a mere breath of time
waiting to be written
of a wondrous design.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2018

There ya go.  It might make no sense to
you,  but oh well.  Maybe a few of you
will understand it.  It’s not that complex.
I hope you enjoyed my rambling and
all 🙂  I guess my mind is busy thinking
of stuff that would matter not to you 🙂
I am getting ready everyday for winter
to make its showing.  I can’t wait for
the first sight of snowflakes LOL.  Yes
I know,  you think I’m strange hehehe.
Oh well,  that’s how God made me 🙂
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.
Yep,  10 more poems, but 3 of them are
Christmas poems.  Oh yea there is 1
extra poem I wrote for my daughter’s
birthday yesterday.  I also wrote 22
haiku for all of the haiku lovers out
there.  I hope you can find 1 or 2 of
either or both that you like.  Now I do
believe it’s time to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a fabulous weekend,
or whatever’s left of it and a blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now,  where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this time?  Hmm,  I see my camera
strap sort of swaying when it shouldn’t
be LOL.  Oh there ya are ya little brat.
Did you have an oopsy moment????
Trying to hide behind my camera but
ya slipped and fell and now you’re
hanging on to the strap just a swinging.
LOL Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
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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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+1 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Throughout Our Lives

Links to perception
are as times dusty trails
connected as a chain
in so many details.
Throughout our lives
we might see some days
connections perceptions
a bit out of phase.
Life is as a doorway
to a fisherman’s heart
scented times survival
an ocean’s work of art.
Trials of the waves
that the days supersede
bring forth more artwork
to be planted as a seed.
Throughout our lives
our wishes might become
the sight of an ocean
or a bright morning sun.
Looking through windows
of our lifestyles parade
we might see a portion
of life’s lemonade.
Painted with the fingers
of God’s holy hand
on throughout our lives
many places so grand.
Time’s always ticking
with clouds passing by
as a fisherman’s story
on throughout our lives.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24,  2018

Winter Cabin

Seasons stories
start to tell
life and times
a wishing well.
Scenes become
a Christmas sight
a winter cabin
snow of white.
Within the walls
you might hear
someone singing
Christmas cheer.
Season’s memoir
finds a place
written clearly
a smiling face.
A winter cabin
wood design
shares the sight of
Christmastime.
But this might be
just a dream
a winter cabin
all agleam.
For as minutes
pass you by
the scene you see
shows Adonai.
The look of God
found thereunto
a winter cabin
Christmas view.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 24,  2018

When Coming Home

A snow filled journey
on a winter white day
displays such a pattern
in a wonderful way.
A Christmas arrival
with a passionate kiss
is an awaited arrival
on my Christmas list.
For as all the minutes
and hours pass by
they leave me wanting
the seconds to fly.
Within my minds eye
were Christmassy bells
of old Santa’s sleigh
in the greatest details.
Hovering high above
my wife as she drove
home for the season
as a red Christmas rose.
The car all glistened
with ice all aglow
as she drove home in
Christmas white snow.
I stood in the road
and waited with a smile
as she drove homeward
that very last mile.
She drove up to me
standing all alone
and I climbed in then
when coming home.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2018

Time’s Exposed

Beneath a scene
of waters ways
there might be
some other days.
A time to thrive,
a time to sleep,
a time to find
a new heartbeat.
Time’s exposed
as gazes afar
when we search
each shining star.
We might see
a fin of style
a dolphins scene
to give a smile.
We may even see
a timeless day
that only shows
how seconds sway.
Within the waves
of life’s desires
we might be seen
as wanted fires.
Burning churning
above each scene
time’s exposed
as a submarine.
We might be fins
with life enclosed
floating on through
as time’s exposed.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2018

Stepping Lightly

Waves of days
we step on through
might become
a sea of blue.
But yet the waves
that are incomplete
might one day
be at our feet.
Waiting for chances
to strive again
while we’re stepping
in the wind.
Seasons gestures
become a stance
a time and place
for hearts romance.
For as we step
from time to time
our eye’s might see
a moment’s mind.
Not seeing truthful
of the waves
we might be blinded
of the days.
So watch your step
within the flow
for beneath the waves
you might not know
Allow the moments
to find your path
stepping lightly
not too fast.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2018

Then and Again

Each passage we see
might fall from our eyes
as a time and a place
that we don’t memorize.
But then and again
we might surely see
the signs of the times
that live in you and me.
Snowflakes falling
as a Christmastime hue
scented with laughter
from children in view.
A scene you remember
a scene you recall
a scene within winter
as the snowflakes fall.
The minutes become as
a doorway to see
to become as a part
of our own history.
For I can remember
those days oh so clear
the then and again
of a past yesteryear.
They are as echoes
of a Christmas delight
textured as heartbeats
that fell out of sight.
But they’re remembered
a Christmas back when
seen as a doorway of
then and again.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2018

A Place Of Love

A bridge of life
becomes as time
a place of love
from God Divine.
As life begins
to journey through
a place of love
is then in view.
It might be seen
as just a time
a bridge of life
within your mind.
Yet the journey
is what we need
to continue on
to plant the seed.
The seed of life
in Heaven’s ways
a place of love
comes into phase.
For as we strive
to walk across
we will find
there’s not a loss,
but only find
a place of gain
a place of love
with Hells abstain.
So when your time
comes unto be
a place of love
will set you free.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 26,  2018

Sudden Sights

Cloudy skies
with a little blue
can give our eyes
a wondrous view.
Sudden sights
become a glance
as hills begin
a sight’s romance.
With each scene
that times expose
the sudden sights
can be arose.
Brought to life
as a breath of air
sudden sights
so debonair.
Magical moments
come in view
to show and flow
a sight anew.
For as the pages
of life’s design
the sudden sights
fill up the mind.
Scenic mysteries
become a day
as the minutes
slip away.
Time is essence
days and nights
showing many
sudden sights.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2018

Dreaming Place

Midmorning’s gaze
can become found
a time and place
to look around.
Amidst of a moment
a time come true
a dreaming place
can come in view.
It could be a pond
or a tree line’s phase
that displays to you
a time to gaze.
Such as discoveries
your eyes perceive
as a dreaming place
within mornings eve.
The day brings life
into such a scene
found as so magical
it must be a dream.
Seen as a vision
a time within view
this dreaming place
gives life to you.
It might be regarded
as a point in time
within a dreamworld
that you wish to find.
So look within you
for a smiling face
found in the magic
of a dreaming place.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2018

It Peeked Through

Upon the beach
of time’s romance
I saw the sky
do a little dance.
The sun is seen
through the gray
the clouds above
a summer’s day.
It peeked through
to say hello
with waves of life
and how they flow.
I stood a while
to search beyond
to find the sight
of then and gone.
It was as waves
that rolled on in
to say hello
and roll out again.
It brought the sky
alive with grace
and put a smile
upon my face.
This memory
of a timeless stage
lives and breathes
from age to age.
It was a time
with an ocean blue
I saw the sun as
it peeked through.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2018

My Little Girl

She’s my blossom
my child so true
giving the breath
as an awesome view.
I can remember
when she was small
looking up at me
thinking me so tall.
Time went running
leaving me to find
her growing up
turning thirty nine.
Yes my little girl
has a child her own
now that is surely
almost full grown.
I miss you Jamye
and I send our love
from Judy and I
and God up above.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2018

Haiku
for Sept 29,  2018

Hearing an echo
might become as memories
that times will expose.

Lost in a whirlwind
your sight might become dizzy
leading you wrong ways.

The life of a rose
is often not what we see,
but what we don’t see.

Misleading journeys
can become daily pathways
if we’re not careful.

A snowflakes lifestyle
can become as a snowman
or a snow angel.

Trees that show colors
as autumn’s season unwinds
will soon lose their leaves.

Beyond a raindrop
holds the perfection of time
that pours like water.

Looming memories
can create a minds turnstile
that repeats problems.

Looking too sternly
can cause someone to wonder
what’s bothering you.

The sight of a cloud
does not mean that it will rain,
but there is a chance.

Our bookmarks on time
can cause some other moments
to be remembered.

Belief in something
might cause it to become real
within your own eyes.

Need is confusion
when want overrides ones minds
leaving them empty.

Despair of the grass
is hidden behind seasons
as snow lands on it.

Changing your mindset
can help you or cause problems
for it’s how you choose.

Looking to the sky
you might see life as a dream
with clouds all adrift.

Lost on a dirt road
you might see dust behind you
that helps you return.

The weeds of our life
might be dandelions
acting like flowers.

Links to someone’s life
might have a few links missing
that weakens their heart.

Within our shadows
holds many forms of ourselves
that people will see.

Life in the slow lane
is often the better way,
but it’s not always.

A birds view of life
is how the wind carries it
to destinations.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

This passed week has been slower than
usual.  We had a week with neither us
with doctor visits LOL and the days we
went to town it was raining and or just a
bit too cloudy to get good pictures from
a moving vehicle LOL.  I do have some
good news.  Judy and will be celebrating
our 17th year wedding anniversary Oct
2,  Tuesday after next,  although we may
have to postpone celebrating until we
get our Social Security :).  We’re kind of
strapped for cash now LOL,  but all is
well.  It doesn’t seem like 17 years has
passed.  We have experienced so many
things together that we may of never
experienced alone.  She saw the ocean
and dolphins and I saw a ton of snow 🙂
Yes we’ve seen a whole lot more than
that together,  but no sense in rattling
about that LOL.  Wintertime is already
knocking loudly on our door.  It was
around 30 F degrees this morning and
it’s supposed to be a low of 29 Monday
morning,  Anyways,  we’re enjoying a
little reprieve from the warm weather.
I can’t sleep when it’s near or above
80 F degrees.  Plus when the humidity
gets up,  it makes it hard to sleep and
that rarely happens in cold weather 🙂
So,  what else is going on around this
place?  Hmm,  well to be honest,  not
much.  We rearranged our living room
and I think it looks a lot better now.
Judy used her sister’s carpet cleaner
and worked on the living room and our
bedroom.  The carpets were overdue
a cleaning that a vacuum cleaner just
doesn’t do.  Anyways,  for those of
you getting the stationery version of
my journal,  I put 3 pictures of our
living room LOL.  There are very few
pictures in this weeks stationery due
to the weather and all,  but I’m sure
that will change.  Especially when the
fall colors start appearing 🙂 and that
shouldn’t be far off.  Right now at
5:30 PM it’s 52 F degrees.  Not too
bad 🙂  LOL I keep looking outside
searching for snowflakes.  I do love
snow ya know hehehe.   I don’t know
why so many hate the snow.  It’s so
pretty as it makes artwork out of so
many things that otherwise would
look rather boring.  Yep,  I love the
snow.  LOL believe it or not I love
to go out and play in it.  Many times
I’ll take the boys outside and throw
snowballs for them to chase and TRY
to catch.  The only part about snow
that I don’t like is when it melts and
becomes slush and then refreezes to
become a nightmare of ice.  That’s
when I am ready for it to end hehehe.
Though so often it will snow again
and make it beautiful again and that
puts a big smile on my face.  I think
one of the reasons I don’t mind the
snow too much is because we’ve got
a good battery powered snow blower
and snow shovel that do most of the
work.  Also our landlord does it or
has someone to plow our driveway for
us.  Living up here isn’t everybody’s
cup of java or tea LOL.  Most surely
we’ve been blessed.  Thankfully Judy
and I have each other and these 2 lil
boys of ours to keep our hearts alive.
God is always watching over us as
well as his many angels that He’s sent
to protect us.  Yes we have our fair
share of problems,  but together with
God we survive.  I reckon it’s time for
me to begin my quest back through
all that I’ve written here to see if I
can find a good word or phrase that
will work 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 have found me a
decent title less than a third of a way
back through my rambling.  Now,
to see if I can do anything with it 🙂
Here goes…

Beautiful Again

When times of torment
have done their best
to wear on your nerves
to make you feel less.
Look for the moments
that time passes by
and sort through scenes
find reasons and why.
Then as you’re looking
find the best days
that you can remember
the best then to gaze.
Find your reflection
in scenes that you see
and then look closer
let them once again be.
Become beautiful again
as you saw of a time
and make that your view
that’s seen in your mind.
Don’t allow others to
tell you what’s true
if they only know
what all that they view.
For we’re all different
and not all a ten,
but yet to another
we’re beautiful again.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 23,  2018

There ya go.  I felt the need to write
of that nature.  I have a friend that
ones have been insulting her because
she is over weight,  but she has lost
450 pounds and at least she is trying.
To me she is a beautiful soul.  She
has a pretty smile.  She has a lot of
weight yet to lose,  but she is doing
it.  Some people can be so cruel.  We
each have our different looks about
us and to one person they might not
be attracted,  but to another find love.
What I am trying to say is,  don’t be
so quick to judge,  for what’s on the
outside might not concur with what
that’s within.  So now 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.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems and 3 of them are Christmas
poems.  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
think it’s time for me to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off
switch,  but not before I wish you a
wonderful weekend or whatever is
left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Ok,  so where are
ya hiding at this week ya ornery lil
thing?  Hmm,  do my eyes deceive
me or am I seeing my orange juice
glass tipping just a tad?  Yep.  there
ya are.  LOL you were thirsty and
were trying to get a drink!  You’re
an on off switch for crying out loud.
You don’t drink hehehehehehehe.
Ok maybe a sip,  but that’s all 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK hehehehe.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
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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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
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 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Painted Bird

One day in time
my eyes did see
a painted bird
so wishfully.
It sought to fly
in canvass white
fluttered feathers
day and night.
Yet it’s found
a painted view
on a canvass
without blue.
No sky above
a painted scene,
it only sees but
leaves of green,
with some brown
as trees of paint
this bird seems
a little faint.
It only wants
to fly away
this painted bird
to a brighter day.
But for now
its life’s inferred
showing only
a painted bird.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 17,  2018

Eyesight’s Escape

Through our eyes
we might perceive
a place in time
ones don’t believe.
It might display
a wonderful view
essence of life
that’s just for you.
You may be alone
in your vision quest
eyesight’s escape
from east to west.
God given sights
might come alive
and display scenes
just for your eyes.
Your description
might help ones see
eyesight’s escape
that God gave free.
It might become
the greatest sight
to see by day
and also by night.
Allow your eyes
to become a voice
as ones look close
to see you rejoice.
Then your view
of a size or shape
can live with them
an eyesight’s escape.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18,  2018

Just Like Smoke

A summer’s sky
of clouds designs
forms a phrase
for many minds.
Seen as dancers
clouds unite
just like smoke
that times invite.
A true blue sky
displays its soul
with the clouds
that then unfold.
Dancing prancing
here and there
just like smoke
in a puff of air.
God given scenes
that float on by
follow a breeze
in a true blue sky.
They may become
a darkened tint
filled with rain
in times extent.
Changing always
their daily goal
in their journeys
how they blow.
So look and see
the whitish cloak
God’s own beauty
just like smoke.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18,  2018

Snow Filled Scenes

Seasonal passages
become as a glow
scented of Christmas
white as the snow.
Time’s but a page
of a story book
tempting the eyes
for another look.
Snow filled scenes
displayed so true
found in a portion
a Christmas view.
Many stay inside
while keeping warm
not seeing Christmas
its wonderful charm.
The epic adventures
that become alive
snow filled scenes
sweets for the eyes.
Snowflakes gather
to become a sight
while falling down
daylight and night.
Then as if magic
the season appears
found in snowflakes
my heart endears.
I think of Christmas
and snow filled scenes
as they come alive
deep in my dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 18,  2018

Driving To Town

Those wintry days
and snow of white
display a phase
of times delight.
On a little drive
to town one day
sights came alive
in a magical way.
A snow filled road
became a scene
a time bestowed
just like a dream.
It looked so great
a Christmas sight
this time and date
amidst daylight.
The minutes found
a heartbeat’s way
all there around
a Christmas day.
Yet it’s the past
as future bestows
what all that lasts
in winter’s snow.
Scenes of wonder
scenes of bliss
displayed asunder
a moment’s kiss.
This is a moment
that minutes found
as a memory
driving to town.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19,  2018

Behind A Mask

So many act
and are not true
what they say
and what they do.
So many hide
behind a mask
to then portray
another task.
Hiding behind
a made up world
created by
what lies unfurled.
Different textures
different days
becomes ones
another phase.
A life’s portrayal
might succumb
to the act
of a liars drum,
but the truth
will be revealed
behind a mask
what time concealed.
So don’t allow
your daily task
to hide away
behind a mask.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 19,  2018

Time Creates

Through the doors
of memories
comes the sight of
times at ease.
Watching the days
passing by
found beneath a
northern sky.
The days and weeks
become the past
as time creates
our shadows cast.
With just a phase
of then and there
it passes by
as a breath of air.
A breathed emotion
time set free
to become a part
of history.
A moment’s recalled
upon some logs
my wife and I
with our two dogs.
We watched the days
as oceans seas
with grass of green
and nearby trees.
What we remember
of different dates
shows that of God
how time creates.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20,  2018

Season Of Wonder

Life’s a magical
change that becomes
seasonal doorways
times beating drums.
With winter’s snow
comes seasonal style
textures of snowflakes
that form as a smile.
Christmas so joyful
becomes as a way
scented with flavors
of day after day.
There may be a sight
of dogs in the snow
watching and waiting
with hearts all aglow.
With winds of winter
Christmastime too
the season of wonder
is clearly in view.
I head out blissfully
to join in the fun
tossing some snowballs
to watch our dogs run.
It’s a Christmassy day
of a wonderful while
time frames displaying
as snowflakes compile.
Yes it’s but a day
of a timeless degree
a season of wonder
so happy and free.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 20,  2018

Charismatic Scenes

Hills in the distance,
rivers that will flow
display the quality
a charismatic show.
Scenes telling stories
of seasonal delight
can become memoirs
a past shining light.
We so often pass up
the best there’s to see
as we go life ways
ignoring what’s free.
So many pay money
to act as they’re gold
overlooking blessings
from ages of old.
Charismatic scenes
of a timeless display
are often passed up
by greeds wanting way.
Look beyond money
and look beyond fame,
and see all the beauty
that needs to remain.
Don’t allow greediness
to become all you are.
Look for the beauty
a bright shining star.
It might be landscapes
as windows of time,
charismatic scenes
from Lord God divine.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21,  2018

Clouded Minds

Through our thoughts
a cloud may form
filled with problems
distraught and torn.
Scenes might become
a storm on the way
a time within time
with clouds of gray.
Lose that perception
and look for a view
one that is better
in a sky of blue.
Then use your mind
to create a smile
one that of beauty
one that of style.
Seek a time’s vision
remembered so true
a time of passion
that still lives in you.
Allow your mindset
to become a dream
a time you remember
as a clear blue stream.
Maybe of a moment
your childhood days
scented with emotion
in so many ways.
Don’t allow bitterness
to be your designs.
Look for the beauty
within clouded minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 21,  2018

Haiku
for Sept 22,  2018

Life in a hurry
will create many regrets
that passed as shadows.

In search of today
you might find some yesterdays
hopes for tomorrow.

Without times of past
no lessons are taught to you
so find thanks in then.

Viewing your problems
needs eyes for understanding
and learning to change.

Gateways to heartbeats
are as seasons to a dream
chancing to be real.

Within blades of grass
are the emotions of life
waiting to be mowed.

Yesterday’s flowers
might have blooms for tomorrow
that you do not see.

Living trees of life
are as many perspectives
found in many eyes.

Often our doorways
will become cluttered with thoughts
of which way to choose.

Bringing forth sunshine
from a clouded mind of sight
needs a little rain.

To cleanse a pathway
you need prayer to begin
and then start walking.

Belief in Heaven
gives hope for a tomorrow
that is without pain.

Counting your blessings
can keep you focused on peace,
counting pain does not.

Leaves on the trees
are as clocks ticking away
to grow or to fall.

The harvest of crops
can provide food for many
and work for others.

Lost in a dreamworld
reality might evade
until you wake up.

Glancing at the moon
you might see clouds drifting by
creating journeys.

Cheating on others
can awaken karma’s eyes
to do unto you.

Beneath emotions
holds a pool of reasoning
of why that you are.

At the close of day
begins a journey through night
that wakes up the stars.

Beyond piles of leaves
is a statement from autumn
bidding us goodbye.

Winter brings a stage
that is formed from desire
of its location.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 22,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been another week gone by as we’ve
reached the mid portion of September 🙂
The passed week has been without much
other than me getting my Shingles virus
vaccination.  Judy is on the list to get it
as well,  but there is a long waiting list.
Anyways,  we’re still hanging in there as
we’re waiting for autumn to awaken with
its many colorful leaves.  Then I’ll be
searching for the first signs of winter
and the first snowflakes to fall from the
sky.  My daughter Jamye is trying to
find a way to make it up for Christmas,
but she keeps running into problems.
I hope she is able to get her problems
resolved and make it up,  but it is in
God’s hands and what  ever happens
will happen.  I am praying for her and
her daughter (my granddaughter Sami).
So,  what else is there to tell ya?  Well.
it’s been a little warm up this ways this
passed week.  The highest temperature
though has been but only 80 F degrees.
Today the high is 75 F degrees but it
has already cooled a bit being now it’s
around 72 F degrees.  We’re expecting
a little rain to come Tuesday evening 🙂
but we all know,  that could change.
So,  what else is going on here at the
Pearce’s Place?  Judy borrowed her
sisters steam cleaner and is fixing to
do our bedroom,  but first she has to
vacuum it.  I asked her if she needed
my help and she said no,  I guess I’ll
continue with the journal 🙂  Benny
and Rocky are in the bedroom with
Judy watching her vacuum.  They’re
curious little boys LOL.  Although
Rocky tends to stay far from the
vacuum,  because the sound scares
him.  Benny on the other hand will
just follow her around hahaha.  The
same goes for when I am using the
snow blower,  but then it’s both of
the boys.  Rocky doesn’t seem to
be afraid of the snow blower a bit.
In fact they will both often get right
in my path wanting me to blow snow
on them LOL.  They are characters.
There’s not much to tell you this
week.  Judy and I have pretty much
just hung around the house,  but
then last night (Saturday),  Judy went
over to her sister’s house for craft
night.  Judy made a beautiful wreath.
A Halloween wreath to be more to
the point.  She said she was doing
it in purple and black and I thought
to myself,  that’s going to look more
black than anything,  but it actually
came out quite nice as she also added
some sparkling iridescence to it that
made the colors pop.  Judy’s very
creative.  I hope she does a few more
paintings soon.  I love her artwork 🙂
I wish I was that creative,  but all I
am is a poet,  photographer and a
drummer.  The only creativity in me
is found in my poetry LOL and I’m
hoping that my books begin selling
one day soon.  I’ve sold a small few,
but nothing substantial.  Hopefully
when I’m dead and gone,  they’ll
start selling enough to provide Judy
with a little bit of an income to help
her get by.  Whatever happens,  it’s
in God’s hands.  When we’re doing
the best we can,  worrying about the
future only causes ulcers and panic.
We all have our flaws and we may
never reach the level of want that we
are striving for,  but we will get what
we need if we don’t give up.  Too many
give up before they’ve even begun and
that only leaves you looking back with
regret wondering why you didn’t try.
Don’t cry about the past.  It changes
nothing.  Look ahead of you and do
the best you can today and the future
will be as it should be.  Maybe not
what you would want,  but the way
it should be.  God sends angels to
help us through our trials.  So many
will turn them away due to their ego.
Don’t let your ego to prevent an angel
from helping you.  Some angels might
be friends of yours or people that you
meet as ships sailing through.  Let
God help you.  Thank You God for
all of the many angels that you’ve
sent to help and guide me through
life.  Now I believe it’s time for me
to start reading 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 believe found a decent title just a
third of the way back in my rambling
and now after checking I see that it
has not been used as of yet,  so used
it shall be today :).  Here goes…

Look Ahead

Don’t be always
looking back
and seeing how
you got off track.
Look ahead
and see the path
the better way,
but not too fast.
Don’t let hurry
guide you through,
for sometimes
it hides the view.
Passing scenes
of beautiful finds
might be blurry
as hurry defines.
Don’t let baggage
of yesterdays
to hold you back
in saddened grays.
Look ahead
and see what’s there
within the chances
found in a prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 16,  2018

There you go.  I hope you liked the
poem.  Also I hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  Judy has finished with the
carpet in our bedroom at least for the
moment.  She plans on us doing it a
few times being it’s never been cleaned
other than vacuumed and it’s caught
a lot of the boys growing.  If ya don’t
know what I mean.  I mean teaching
the boys that they are to go outside
to pee LOL.  Rocky still has a little
bit of problem with it,  but Benny’s
no problem.  Anyways,  we’re going
to do the whole house before it’s all
said and done,  before we have to
return it to Judy’s twin sister Trudy 🙂
So,  that’s about it, other than what
I tell you every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yeppers,  10 more poems,  but this
time with 1  extra which happens to
be a Christmas poem that I wrote
yesterday while Judy was gone LOL.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like.  Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most wonderful
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too…
Now where can that ornery off switch
be hiding this week?  Well,  as I look
around the room I seem to notice a
bit of movement behind our coin
wrappers box.  LOL this time I see
that you were trying to be still but
ya just slipped off the other side
and were reaching for a nonexistent
handhold hehehe.  Better luck next
week.  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+1 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Rocks That Sleep

So many people
just lie around
without trying
a sight or sound.
Actions are only
as blades of grass
that tell stories
of times that pass.
So many moments
will pass us by
if we just give up
and never try.
Rocks that sleep
are winds of time
when they’re seen
within the mind.
So many display
a distant hue
just like a rock
of thereunto.
Many are rocks
of disregard
watching waiting
within their yard.
They just watch
to weather about
never seen moving
in ways or out.
So many people
worry and weep
not doing nothing
just rocks that sleep.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 10,  2018

Journey’s Road

Wheels become as
pens to write
throughout daytime
then to night.
A simple story
that times unleash
filled with wonder
seeking peace.
A journey’s road
begins its quest
north and south
and east and west.
A scenic memoir
words begin
as time encounters
where you’ve been.
We all journey
our own little way
from time to time
and day to day.
The roads of style
display their view
a book of pages
thereunto.
One day we might
discover scenes
passing ages
rushing streams.
Some might view
their life’s abode
as that of the
journey’s road.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 11,  2018

Shadows Of Desire

Beach side memories
we find in the shadows
scented of the ocean
in timeless afterglows.
I can hear the waves
that are crashing ashore
telling of a story
of a time long before.
Moments I remember
are as essence of the sun
in shadows of desire
we’re truly having fun.
Walking taking pictures
of each sight that we see
as waves come crashing
on you and on me.
Mornings encompassed
of a seasonal request
as shadows of desire
that are truly of the best.
My wife and I look out
to the waves of time
and see their abundance
of a wondrous design.
Seeming as a magical
time that comes alive
bringing forth blessings
that help us to survive.
Life is as seconds
that many might forget
losing them in waves
of a moment’s sunset.
Time is but an ocean
with heartbeats afire
filled with the memories
of shadows of desire.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 11,  2018

Sky Of Art

That of a painting,
but in the sky
is an artful scene
of heaven’s reply.
Telling a story
from here to there
with drops of white
and a little flair.
Smudges of time
with a dab of blue,
the sky of art
is a magical view.
It displays scenes
as marvelous sights
scented with life,
the days and nights.
That of a painting
a wondrous design
painted with life
to live in our mind.
Seeming iridescent
as the sky displays
clouds of white
and some of grays.
The minutes pass
as we’re looking on
seeing the artwork
from dawn to dawn.
Scenes of emotions
will always impart
found up above
in a sky of art.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 12,  2018

Mirage Of Autumn

Reviewing photos
of distant sceneries
I can see autumn
in colorful leaves.
I can even smell it
with aromas so fine,
a mirage of autumn,
such a seasonal time.
With accents of life
in some magical ways,
a mirage of autumn
is a timely phase.
It comes and goes
as minutes tick on
bringing forth colors
that’ll soon be gone.
This is a moment
that many will seek
searching all around
for just but a peek.
The colorful hues
the leaves become
when changing colors
after summer’s sun.
The season awaits
the wintertime snow
and then for spring
to once again grow.
Yet now it’s possibly
a ghost of time
a mirage of autumn
for eyes to find.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 12,  2018

Distant Hills

Looking in the distance
you might see a view
some distant hills rolling
beneath a sky of blue.
A time you’ll remember
as the minutes tick on
as the rolling continues
of hills thereupon.
You might then envision
yourself summers days
walking in the distance
on hills that you gaze.
You might even imagine
a meadow that’s revealed
that for a brief time
was so very concealed.
Yet your imagination
may discover other things
a field full of wonder
as rivers and springs.
Scented with the dewdrops
of a morning of style,
you might imagine
what a dream can compile.
Those distant hills might
come alive as you think
as you go to the waters
to get yourself a drink.
Yet this might be a dream
or just your imagination
as distant hills of time
become your destination.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 12,  2018

Seaward Gaze

Standing and affixed
on the seaward sky
I find the sunshine
as a glimmering high.
It enlightens emotions
that live deep within
while looking seaward
watching waves begin.
The calmness of style
of a timeless scene
is a seaward gaze
and a watery dream.
My eyes stay affixed
on the bright sunlight
as waves come crashing
right there in my sight.
I can smell the ocean
as it wafts in the air
the scent of a journey
with a seascape flair.
In a seaward gaze
my mind’s hypnotized
as I stand watching
and waves are apprised.
It’s a magical moment
that came into phase
as I stood watching
my seaward gaze.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 13,  2018

Jumbled Thoughts

We often find
a time and place
mixed emotions
needing faith.
Thoughts may be
a cloud’s array
jumbled scenes
from day to day.
Blessings counted
can help us see
the best in life
for you and me.
God is always
there with love
pouring down from
heaven above.
Life gets better
if we let go
of all the baggage
to and fro.
Allow your life
to set things free,
things not good
for you or me.
For as we struggle
to hold on tight
to baggage of life
that is not right,
we might become
so sad and lost
within the moments
jumbled thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 13,  2018

Tracks May Curve

Now and then
our times may show
a where and when
in to and fro.
Turning churning
days desires
tracks may curve
with minutes fires.
We might find
a day or two
where tracks of life
are best to view,
but then they might
just go astray
as they curve
in every which way.
It’s then we must
discern our path
and slow it down,
not go too fast.
For tracks of life
might swing a right
and leave you there
in another sight.
For as the scenes
become your view
the tracks may curve
to enlighten you.
So when your life
is going smooth
tracks may curve to
change your groove.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 13,  2018

Living In Pink

Among so many
a life might portray
pinkish processions
just a little bit gray.
They might appear
as a better view
while living in pink,
but maybe as blue.
So many will hide
the way that they feel
not showing truly
what all they conceal.
Living a liars world
that’ll surely unfold
living in pink ways
when they’re so cold.
Don’t let your ego
to hide what’s true
making ones think
what isn’t so you.
Allow your pride
to release your fear
and learn to display
what may not appear.
A flower might seem
as a beautiful style
hiding the ugly
behind a little smile.
Learn to let go
of a egotistic way,
for living in pink
might end up so gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 14,  2018

Christmas Days

With summer’s heat
and autumn’s drive
the scent of Christmas
comes alive.
It starts as an echo
that I endear
songs about Christmas
of year after year.
Remembering scenes
as snow of white
those Christmas days
such a wonderful sight.
Songs on the radio
playing Jingle Bells
and Silent Night
with a story to tell.
It’s the sweetest sound
for hearts to find
on a troubled day
to ease the mind.
Christmas gives hope
for a peaceful life
found in a snowflake
with lesser of strife.
So when I envision
that season of hope
my mind takes a trip
on a Christmas slope.
Summer might be
of the seasonal phase,
but joy’s still found
in Christmas days.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 15,  2018

Haiku
for Sept 15 2018

With life comes moments
that we might not remember
as the way they were.

Looking for new ways
amidst our yesterdays thoughts
might turn out insane.

Without our struggles
we would not learn very much,
for trials teach more.

So many flowers
show but only a season
and then fade away.

The truth of passion
is often viewed as desires
that are only lies.

Windows to the mind
can become clouded with time
and hide what that’s true.

Living as blades of grass
you might forget the mower
that will cut you down.

Beyond the starlight
holds a place that becomes dreams
in the dark of night.

Focusing on pain
can create a troubled life
when it is peaceful.

Footprints on a beach
can be pathways to the sea
that came to explore.

Trading your lifestyle
for one that you do not know
can lead to trouble.

Some stop signs of life
are often hidden from us
until we get there.

Passing as a breeze
some moments might seem stormy
until they have passed.

A sprout of flowers
will not blossom its beauty
unless it’s watered.

Meaningless chatter
brings no view of perspective,
so say what you mean.

Losing ones pathway
does not mean that they are lost,
but just turned around.

The doorknobs we turn
can often become nightmares,
but also as dreams.

Tripping over holes
that we ourselves created
is considered fact.

Eyes are a turnstile
that look and then look again
at what that is gone.

Reacting to pain
is what many misconceive,
for they do not know.

A summertime field
displays signs of the changes
that autumn reveals.

Spirits of loved ones
might become as our angels
that watch over us.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 15,  2018

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 1
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&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548360279
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977540686
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1983937843
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1717389295
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1726083233
and if you want to buy them all
or maybe the kindle versions,  you can
on my author page 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’s been cooling down with each passing
day and I love it.  I’m planning on having
a little cook out today,  making Judy and
I hamburgers and hot dogs.  We brought
in all of our flowers due to this morning
and next morning being in the mid to low
30’s.  Judy bought some shelves so that
we could put the plants in the spare room
in front of the window so they can get a
little sunlight.  They’ll at least get some
morning sunshine.  It’s better than none
or leaving them out to freeze 🙂  Right
now at 1:30 PM it’s 60 degrees.  That’s
the high for today.  Of course you must
know that I mean Fahrenheit hehehe 🙂
Yep,  the weather is a whole lot different
than down Texas ways.  Judy is in the
kitchen right now trying to unclog the
sink.  Pouring unclog stuff it.  I can’t
remember the name of it.  I went in to
check on her a bit ago and it looks like
the stuff worked.  I’ll fix us breakfast
when she’s done washing dishes.  We
take turns doing chores around here.
That’s the way it should be when both
are retired LOL.  Of course there are
times that one or both of us are not
up to par and the other has to try to
do what we can.  That’s life and that
is love.  My daughter Jamye sent me
a message the other day.  She wants
to come up for Christmas,  but she’s
at the moment struggling to find the
finances to do so.  I hope she is able.
Judy and I would help out if we were
able,  but we are strapped for cash as
is.  Jamye said she needs to come up
with 700 dollars for the trip.  All we
can do is pray.  It would be great to
see her again and spend Christmas
with her.  I’m sad though that her
daughter (our granddaughter) will
be with her daddy (Jamye’s ex) for
Christmas.  Anyways,  I hope Jamye
can make it up.  Now,  next topic 🙂
I fixed Judy and I Eggos and sausage
for brunch.  She just asked me  if I
would carry the lawnmower outside
so she could mow a bit.  I put the
battery in it as well as the weed eater
and carried them both outside.  I
told her I would come out and help
when  I’m done with this.  We love
our new lawnmower.  It mows and
mulches and all in one shot without
a bag to mess with.  It came with a
bag attachment,  but we prefer the
other attachment that I bought that
pushes the mower grass down to be
mulched to where you can just keep
on mowing.  We’re set for summer
and winter as we also have our snow
blower and snow shovel that operate
using the same 40 volt ION battery.
We’ve got 2 batteries and 2 chargers,
so we’re good to go.  Back when we
first moved up here,  Judy was still
working and I was having to get up
at 4 AM during the winter months
and shovel snow from the car and
make a path.  On top of that it was
often below zero LOL.  Now with
our battery powered snow blower
and snow shovel,  it wouldn’t be that
bad.  No matter,  now with us both
retired,  I just go and blow the snow
when we need to go some where 🙂
like the store or to the doctor,  but
I don’t dare let it sit for too long,
or the snow with become packed
with a hard outer shell making it
difficult to blow.  Oh well,  if that
happens,  our battery powered snow
shovel digs right through it hehehe.
Anyways,  I just thought you would
like to know how we survive up here.
Judy’s behind me relaxing drinking
some coffee.  Both of the boys are
lying in their doggy beds between
Judy and I.  Tomorrow I’m going
to have my Shingles vaccination.
It should lessen the chances of me
getting them again.  Judy got her
a prescription from her doctor to
get the vaccination and she might
do that sometime this week as well.
She might get it the same time that
I do at the pharmacist.  No matter,
she’ll get it done.  She saw what
kind of pain I went through and
she decided she didn’t want to go
through that LOL.  At first she had
thought I was having an aneurysm.
Thank God it wasn’t 🙂  So,  what
else is there to tell ya?   Oh yea,
Judy went to the Dentist Wednesday
after a nurse had told her that her
molars were in bad shape and they
were the cause of the swelling and
pain on the left side of her face,
but the dentist said that one of her
teeth had a rough place on it that
caused a canker soar and he just
ground off the rough spot.  He said
though that part of her problem
could be that she has a impacted
wisdom tooth and if the swelling
doesn’t cease,  she may have to
have it cut out.  But it seems that
with him grinding that one tooth
it did the trick.  Judy’s not hurting
anymore and the canker sore is no
more.  So,  it looks like God is still
looking out for us.  Thank You
God for all that You do for us and
all that You will do.  We are most
surely blessed.  Now 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 that little
place of my recollection  that I
always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I may have found
a decent title just a few lines back
and now after checking,  I see that
I’ve not used that formation of
the word before,  so here goes…

Grinding

Life’s a pattern
many view
grinding gears to
thereunto,
Like a doorway
time might be
like a grinding
a sight to see.
Many worries
might portray
grinding finding
a dismal day.
With a heartbreak
time moves on
grinding lessons
short and long.
Some might be
but memories
grinding finding
raging seas,
but some memories
might become
grinding scenes
to a brighter sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 9,  2018

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even my rambling.  I’m gonna try and
finish this as quick I am able so I can
go out and help Judy.  She just now
went out to start mowing 🙂  I think the
boys went outside with her.  They’re
OK.  Our lawnmower doesn’t throw
any grass.   Yep,  I hear the mower 🙂
I guess that’s about all there is to tell
ya except for what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some poems and
haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems,  no extras
and no Christmas related once again.
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 do believe it’s time
for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you a safe and blissful
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too. OK,
so where is that ornery off switch
trying to hide this time?  Hmmmm,
LOL,  my little Animal figurine has
moved a tad from where it has been
for a long while and the more I look
at it,  I see that it has begun moving.
Yep,  ya still can’t remain still can ya,
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
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

As A Stream

Timeless waters
can unfold
showing journeys
young and old.
As a stream
that pours desires
hopeful gives
what never tires.
Like a river
streams may go
showing passage
in their flow.
Life is weathered
over time
some may slip
with fall to find.
As perception
is made clear
we might see
our yesteryear.
Then by sight
we’ll understand
how a stream can
help us stand.
For with struggles
streams provide
we grow stronger
through the ride.
Flourishing ways
to become seen
living lifestyles
as a stream.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 2,  2018

The Dragonfly

Spring to summer
as colors bloom
the dragonfly
seeks to attune.
It flutters here
and flutters there
as it displays
wondrous flair.
Displaying talents
of fluttering style
showing presence
its little smile.
Often its pathway
is found to be
the smallest sight
for ones to see.
Being well hidden
amongst a leaf,
but not for long,
for staying is brief.
Spring to summer
it flutters away,
but into autumn
continues to play.
Yet as the coldness
of winter appears
the dragonfly seeks
time it endears.
Seeking when winter
bids its goodbye,
this is the life
of the dragonfly.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2018

A Moment Remembered

Memories awaken
in pictures that I view
seasons of a portal
that once was anew.
Yet as flashing minutes
the time disappeared
leaving in a turnstile
what I so endeared.
A moment then of love
that lives in my heart
a time so wonderful,
a magical work of art.
A moment remembered
as seasons passed by
leaving me in sadness
that makes me to cry.
We all may encompass
that similar feeling
time within a threshold
that’s not so appealing.
We need to let them go
but hold to the thoughts
that love did provide
which needs not be lost.
A moment remembered
can help you one day
recalling the good times
that were not so gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2018

Beauty In Disguise

Clouds may form
within your view
and turn to orange
a wondrous hue,
but yet the skies
might hold a place
a time to find
a warm embrace.
It may be hidden
for another scene
within the beauty
just like a dream.
For now you see
but only orange
a time and place
to be reborn.
As sky gives life
within a view
it hides in orange
of a sky of blue.
We may perceive
a scented style
pouring flavors
times compile.
A sky of color
might proclaim
the time has come
for pouring rain.
But yet the sight
up in the skies
might be beauty
in disguise.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2018

Stones May Form

Some rocks might be
of a smaller size
of which we kick
when not so wise,
A pebble that’s found
might seem so small
compared to life
that others appall,
but then that rock
might be so stout
it hurts when kicked
to make you shout.
For as it’s compared
to all that’s around
it might look small,
but then astound.
So don’t allow times
that stones may form
to become the hate
an eventful storm.
Find the meanings
within the sight
that may look wrong,
but then be right.
The sights you see
that cause you pain,
might be lessons
and not so insane.
So in midst of life
with a smaller view
stones may form
to enlighten you.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2018

Autumn’s Colors

Driving through time
on an old country road
presents then a style
of a timeless abode.
It seems to go onwards
as miles gather way
with autumn’s colors
of a glorious day.
Scented with pleasures
that eyesight perceives
the colors of beauty
within autumn’s leaves.
They create textures
combined with a sight
that displays moments
that shine in sunlight.
This is just a morsel
of falls tasty treat
seeming so heavenly
with more to accrete.
So many memories
a moment bestows
become our reflections
as found in photos.
Life begins counting
and arranging displays
for ones to uncover
in so many ways
Seen as our heartbeats
times like no others
is what I remember of
autumn’s colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2018

Within A Crowd

Lost in perspective
we might not fit in,
but yet look the same
beginning to end.
Time may encompass
our visual sight
with ones not knowing
what’s wrong or right.
The years might pass
leaving many to think
they know you surely,
but it’s just but a wink.
Thinking you’re the same
as times long ago
and not ever realizing
it was all just a show.
We might be flowers
of a journey’s mind
seen for a moment
as just but a rhyme.
Echoing the likenesses
of each you were with,
but it’s only phases
that time did desist.
We are uniqueness
that many never know,
due to their vision
being a little too slow.
Not catching on to
what all you’re endowed
and only seeing flowers
found within a crowd.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 5,  2018

Behind Our View

Beach side sands
of an ocean shore
gives many things
ones can explore.
God given days
that times prevail
can become faint
with a slight detail.
So many blessings
of evenings embrace
become as a portion
of life’s smiling face.
An ocean of mind
in scenes by the way
can change its view
from night to day.
When looking ahead
you might not see
the ocean behind
that others perceive.
A gray sky above
may surely proclaim
the existence of God
and His holy name.
Sandcastles built
in this sandy shore
might be right near
a ship and an oar.
It might be a dream
of a sea of blue
that we reminisce
on behind our view.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 5,  2018

Tomorrows Days

Fields of emotion
become such a sight
hills in the distance
amidst the daylight.
Life can become
a page from a book
awaiting our eyes
to have a quick look.
Time might pass by
and become shadows
in tomorrows days
the way that it flows.
Look for the sights
that lifetimes display
scented with beauty
in a wondrous array.
For when with hurry
times pass us by
and then tomorrows
may find us to cry.
Sorrow may fill us
as we notice things
the tomorrows of life
and magical scenes.
Then we are wishing
a return for a chance
in yesterdays life
for tomorrow’s glance.
For the hills we see
in wonderful ways
can be the joy
in tomorrows days.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept,  6,  2018

Times Proclaim

The dusty miles
in scenes we see
become the past
in our history.
We might view
the days ahead
as times we find
so much to dread.
With a dusty mile
that times proclaim
which journeys on
with given name,
it might be called
a scenic quest
what all we found
in more or less,
but then it might
be sad to view
all that’s found
in things we do.
Yet the moments
can become
the future seen
of a brighter sun.
Gleaming signs
of brand new days
losing sight
of olden ways.
Allowing wheels
to just roll on
and leave the worst
as then and gone.
For as the times
begin their life
they might end
the passing strife.
Focusing on
a picture frame
might show smiles
that times proclaim.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 7,  2018

Haiku
for Sept 7,  2018

Ticking of seconds
is often all we’re hearing
as the minutes pass.

Within illusions
you might discover a path
that can become real.

Changes in people
are often not clearly seen
until it’s to late.

The life of a tree
is shown by many struggles
displayed in its limbs.

Looking to the sky
you might still not see what’s there
due to narrow sight.

Searching within time
you might discover the flaws
that hurry unleashed.

Lost in confusion
ones will often continue
hoping to get out.

Looking down a hole
you might see your reflection
looking back in time.

Doorways to lifetimes
often hold many pathways
for us to travel.

When remembering
our thoughts might be clouded
by essence of time.

A rose of today
might be just a memory
in your tomorrows.

Nothing stays the same,
for as a cloud builds it views,
so do we each one.

The lessons of rocks
are as boulders that have chipped
to become many.

Living in the past
could present many problems
such as existing.

Phases of the moon
are as life cycles we see
that embellish us.

Without our struggles
we would be without lessons
to make us wiser.

Reading dictionaries
will only teach you meanings
and not how they feel.

The sun in summer
brings forth many perceptions
that are good and bad.

Windows of our minds
can become very clouded
as life moves along.

Cherishing items
such as money, cars and stuff
can corrupt your life.

The sight of a star
that so many wish upon
might be a planet.

Focusing on love
and how to make ones love you,
might drive you crazy.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 7,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Well,  it looks as though summer will soon
be over with up this way.  It’s cooling down
with each passing day.  Although it still has
a little ways to go before winter sets in and
there are many that are hating the thought
of winter,  but not me LOL.  I can’t wait
till I see the first snowflakes fall from the
sky.  To me it’s like magic as it begins its
white cascade down from the sky.  Some
think I’m weird,  but I couldn’t care less 🙂
I love snow and being that we have our
battery powered snow blower and snow
shovel,  it’s not as bad on my back when
clearing it as it was using a regular old
manual snow shovel LOL.  Yeppers I’m
ready for summer to come to an end 🙂
Although I still need to put a bit more
on our heating oil tab before it gets here,
so I guess I’m not quite ready financially
for winter,  but I will be LOL.  We’ve
still got about a 4th of a tank of heating
oil from last winter.  Hmm so,  next topic.
Well,  we didn’t do much this week,  but
Friday was my birthday and we went out
to eat at the Governors Restaurant in
Presque Isle.  It was a good day.  We
ended up bringing home half of our food
to finish off later that day.  We bought
a chocolate pie also at the restaurant to
have for dessert late Friday evening and
it was and is still good hehehe being we
have only eaten half of the pie.  Oooh
dessert tonight and tomorrow.  Not
much else has gone on around here.
Judy’s fixing to head over for a BBQ
at her sister’s house.  I’m staying home.
I really don’t care about being around
a lot of people that I don’t know and
there will be a lot of them,  plus Judy
usually ends up hanging out with her
sisters anyways and I end up being
just there taking pictures.  So,  I think
it’s best for me to stay home.  Judy
always wants to stay for a long time
anyways and I do not enjoy staying
for 5 or 6 hours or more as the case
is often.  She might not be home till
around midnight LOL.  So,  it’s me
and the boys and they’re lying in the
floor beside and behind me.  We had
a heck of time getting Rocky to come
in being he wanted to go for a ride,
but I went and got a squeaky toy
and squeaked it a couple of times
and he came running hahaha.  He
loves the squeaky toys.  LOL life in
the fast lane.  I wish I had some of
my family up here to visit,  but it is
what it is.  I just now called VIP to
see how much an oil and spark plug
change would cost.  I’m gonna get
that done hopefully this week.  I
know the spark plugs have gotta be
getting worn after 9 years hehehe.
If it cost too much,  I’ll get 1 done
and then the other next month,  but
hopefully it won’t cost too much.
So,  what else has gone on here at
The Pearce’s Place?  Well,  to be
honest,  it’s quite boring,  especially
today,  but that’s OK.  I’ll do a
little poetry writing today to put
in pictures 🙂  It doesn’t look like
VIP is going to call me back today,
but they are opened till 6:30 PM.
If they don’t then I’ll get a hold
of them next week sometime.  It’ll
get done.  I just called them again
and he said he’s been busy with
customers,  but he’ll get on it 🙂
and call me back with the price.
I reckon that’s about all from this
part of the world.  God still has
His mighty hands protecting us as
much as He sees necessary,  being
we all need to face reality as there
are many things we must endure
to give us growth.  If we were not
to of ever suffered,  then we would
of never grown.  I guess it’s time
for me to begin my little journey
back through all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a 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 may of found a decent
title just a few lines back and now
after checking I see that it hasn’t
been used yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Necessary

The things we do
and things we see
might be lessons
for you and me.
We might fall flat
onto our faces
with the moments
time embraces.
There are lessons
to be displayed
in the mistakes
of which we made.
Yet there are times
that God will send
protection from
a gruesome end.
But He knows that
you must find
lessons from some
points in time.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 2,  2018

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling 🙂
I know,  I do tend to ramble,  don’t I,
but if I didn’t you wouldn’t have all of
my gobbledygook to read and keep you
entertained LOL.  Though I do believe
that there is nothing more to tell you
other than what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems,  but
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.
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 weekend or what all
that’s left of it and a safe labor day
as well a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  OK,  so where can that off
switch be trying to hide the time LOL?
I use the term trying loosely hehehe.
Hmm,  I think I see a bit of movement
behind my aspirin bottle.  Yep.  there
ya are once again.  It seems that you
would learn where is not a good place
to hide after being found there more
than a couple of times,  wouldn’t you?
After all of this time, you’d think you
would learn to stay still Hahahahaha.
I could even hear the bottle rattling 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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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,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
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10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Just Like Flowers

We’re often judged
by life visually
and not how we are,
but what they see.
Becoming set in
a judgmental soil
as ones continue
acting so royal.
We are connected
in life’s daily game
just like flowers.
that moments attain.
Look a bit deeper
and see beyond sight,
find how they are
in a clearer light,
Often long hair
or tattoos ones have
make ones to judge
and then walk on past.
Look for the person
and not for the flair
for just like flowers
we need ones to care.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27,  2018

Golden Field

Journeys of minutes,
journeys of miles
take on perspective
that can give a smile.
Sorted emotions
of a journey of mind
gives a golden field
a respectable time.
Scenes we remember
that time took away,
might be the difference
we wish for today.
A simple golden trail
in a heartbeat of life
could bring peaceful
to end your strife.
We all have mindsets
that many never see
for they are within us
and stay lock and key.
So unlock that doorway
and allow ones to know
the person within you
and how that you glow.
Though oh so many
might laugh real hard
at what all they see
with no disregard.
Yet still there are many
that give love to yield
as they get to know
your inner golden field.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27,  2018

Place Of Peace

Days of wonder
with scented scenes
bring in vision
so many things.
Places remembered
that now are gone
might come to life
as you look on.
They might be life
of another style
a scented aroma
a wonderful while.
A place of peace
in a simple scene
might be a barn
in grasses of green.
We might one day
find a lost place
as a timeless past
with a smiling face.
Look on beyond it
and open the door
find the connections
to so much more.
Sometimes our eyes
see only some views
scenes we believe
and not what’s true.
Allow the minutes
to give you release,
God given moments
in a place of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27,  2018

Cattle Grazing

Traveling down roads
you might perceive
the sight of some cattle
that times interweave.
Grazing in the days
as they peacefully stand
eating and enjoying
the food of the land.
Then for a moment
you might find the day
watching interacting
as peaceful as hay.
Life can be blissful
if you’ll just let it be
and allow the sights
to be life’s chemistry.
Filled with the goodness
of love and true life
and not so corrupted
with hate and strife.
Watch as a moment
can become as love
sent down from heaven
as wings of a dove.
While cattle stand still
and graze in the grass
life begins a journey
of future and past.
Yes life can become
as a time so amazing
just from the sight of
a few cattle grazing.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2018

Standing On The Dock

Some days we may
just trudge along
standing on the dock
just singing a song.
So many days though
we might not find
peaceful at heart
a moment in time.
Standing on the dock
of windswept days
can procure lifestyles
of withered ways.
Don’t allow time
to just pass you by
as geese in flight
in the true blue sky.
Let your mind soar
and find better sight,
such as an ocean
or a lighthouse light.
Look passed sadness,
don’t focus on pain.
Find all the blessings
that life can attain.
Some might be hidden
in a moment or style
that needs uncovered
to find you a smile.
Allow your emotions
to see life unlock
and display the beauty
standing on the dock.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2018

Simple Visions

A passing breeze
can bring to mind
a special place
and point in time.
Children playing
mid December
simple visions
that I remember.
The snow of white
that time displays
of those blessings
wondrous ways.
My heart seeks
those times again
of simple visions
way back when.
Yes we all have
times recalled
simple visions
the age of auld.
Time continues
with its counting
adding details
life’s surmounting.
Through it all
we may remember
life and times of
sweet December.
They still live
in our memories
with simple visions
mindful seas.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2018

Seabirds

Legends of seabirds
flapping in the breeze
brings forth the echoes
of summertime seas.
Yet they’re not fables,
but of then pure truth
a seabird of nature
that time gives to you.
It might be a moment
or a place you recall
found in your memories
of summer to fall.
It might be a blessing
so sweet and so pure
that one day glistened
with a wondrous allure.
I can now remember
a place and a time
that’s found in pictures
of scenes so divine.
The ocean’s waves roar
became as a dream,
a time my wife and I
recorded each scene.
The pictures and videos
that now are displayed
became as a story
for a moment to wade.
For I can still remember
the crashing of waves
joined by some seabirds
in the so distant days.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2018

Life’s Survival

As summers pass
they leave a void
a time and place
you once enjoyed.
A walk on the beach
or riding a horse
turns into shadows
running their course.
Synched with days
that brought a smile
within life’s survival
that minutes compile.
A beach side scene
or a distant view
becomes as an echo
that lives within you.
Time turns to stories
that turn into pages
written in our minds
of so distant ages.
Just like a glimmer
that never goes out
our life’s survival
keeps running about.
Bringing into view
what minutes surmise
scented with life
we saw with our eyes.
For as time passes
with each arrival
our memories help
with life’s survival.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2018

Different Colors

Having of wealth
and many things
makes none better
than guitar strings.
Strumming notes
to make your place
often gives only
a disheartened face.
The poor are people
the same as us
so don’t act better
in front of the bus.
Sometimes life
will throw us a foul
making some grimace
and others to growl.
The wealth of life
should not be cash,
but that of love
of every class.
We all have things
that no one knows
problems hidden
filled with woes.
Different lifestyles
different hues
walking each day
to win or lose.
So don’t be hateful
to all the others,
even if they are
different colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 30,  2018

Flavors Of Style

Limbs of a journey
are better to view
when you are seeking
what that is true.
Not letting hopeful
to fill with despair
as time passes you
here unto there.
We are as flavors
that many will see
tasted by eyesight
a moment’s degree.
Though deceptions
might be of words
while many gossip
as busy little birds.
Sometimes scenes
we’re seen within
are just a moment
of remember when.
The past is portrayed
as an active view
that many think of
as now so true.
Don’t allow lies
to become your life
creating enemies
to fill you with strife.
Seek for the beauty
of life and a smile
found deep within us
as flavors of style.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2018

Haiku
for Sept 1,  2018

Amidst a morning
you might surely discover
a new day to rise.

While in a doorway
we might perceive much better
within other doors.

The life of a breath
begins with ones breathing in
and then exhaling.

In search of true love
you might find a few liars,
but true love exists.

The essence of time
is found within the seconds
that many don’t count.

Looking up above
you might see a few rainbows
without any rain.

Challenges of life
are often within our eyes,
for we are able.

Right after the rain
the wait begins for sunshine
for roses to grow.

Yesterday is life
that we might not clearly see
until the time’s right.

As we find windows
into what we are wanting
our needs get confused.

Filling up a void
with our negativity
can still leave a void.

Chances for a rose
are the same as a tulip,
they both need sunshine.

Believing in truth
allows lies to intervene
if you’re not careful.

A page of our life
might of been dog-eared by you
and you never knew.

The breath of today
can become a stifled moment
that we may of caused.

Links to our lifestyles
are often found in others
that were watching us.

Change is indifferent
when it’s done for another
and not for yourself.

The sight of lightning
makes many wait for thunder
to complete its course.

Seen as a doormat
some will wipe their feet on you
thinking they’re better.

History of time
has many in confusion,
for no one is sure.

The links to a fence
are stronger when connected
than of lonely links.

Within a shadow
Satan shows what fears you most
which might be yourself.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2018

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