Monthly Archives:November 2018

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s another cold day up here in Maine
and expecting more snow beginning as
of this afternoon 🙂  Yeppers it’s looking
more and more like Christmas as each
day passes us by.  There are few houses
on our lil drive to town that have their
Christmas lights up.  So we’re not the
only ones LOL.  So OK,  we keep ours
up all year round and that might put us
in another group hehehe.  We had a nice
week.  Thanksgiving Day Judy and I
went up to Caribou and spent the day
with her daughter and other family
members.  We had a good time.  Good
food and good fun.  We played games.
I took a ton of pictures on our drive up
there and Judy and I took quite a few
pictures while at Mandy’s house.  So,
I’m sure that a few of the pictures will
make it into my stationery 🙂  The next
few days it’s supposed to snow and we
plan on staying home and just enjoying
it.  We do love to watch it snow and
take pictures of it LOL.  Oh yea,  do
you remember me saying that someone
stole our mail.  Well,  the mailman came
yesterday (Saturday) and said it looks
like your mailbox is back up.  I said yes
I fixed it the other day.  He said that
he put all of our previous mail in it
and delivered a package that wouldn’t
fit in the mailbox.  It looks as though
he may not have looked to see if our
mailbox was standing and just ignored
it.  I got my business cards and the
doggie treats I ordered for the boys.
The only thing is,  I had to order my
business cards again though without
the 65% discount and so I’ll be getting
them this week LOL.  Oh well,  now
I have 1000 business cards to hand out
so maybe just maybe people will buy
my books hahaha.  The cards have
my books title Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
and my Amazon Author page address
on them which has all of my books and
choices of either Kendle or paperback.
It’s worth a try hehehe.  So what else
is happening at The Pearce’s Place?
Well,  Friday evening Judy and I went
and did some grocery shopping and
we saw that the 55 inch TV’s were on
sale,  so we went home and unloaded
the groceries and Judy borrowed the
money from her brother to buy the
TV and so now we have a 55 inch TV
in our computer room 🙂  It’ll be like
being at the movies in this small room.
We watch most of our movies in here.
So now we’re planning on re watching
all of the Transformer movies and then
watching the newest one that we have
not seen yet.  That should make for
a few movie nights 🙂  The TV is our
Christmas gift to us 🙂  The TV we had
in here was one that Judy’s sister Trudy
gave us a while back and it was dying.
So,  Judy and I spent a few hours last
night cleaning off a space for the big
TV and then getting it hooked up and
programmed.  Then we watched Ghost
Adventures at 9 PM and Dragonball
Super at 11 PM.  We were worried that
we wouldn’t be able to get it set up in
time to watch our programs.  So OK
it was me that was worried HaHaHa.
Judy was the one programming the
TV and she kept saying “I’ll get it”
and she did about 10 minutes before
Ghost Adventures came on.  So now
we have the humongous TV to the
right of me.  I baked some cookies
yesterday.  I’ve got the oven heating
at the moment.  I’m gonna make us
some biscuits for brunch.  I might
put strawberry jam in them hehehe.
Anyways,  that’s all that’s going on
around this place.  I’m letting Judy
sleep a bit later being we have both
been having trouble sleeping lately.
I’ll wake her when the biscuits are
ready 🙂  God has been good to us.
We have many struggles, but we
know that we can make it with God
and His abundance of angels helping
us.  I guess it’s time for me to begin
my search back through all that I’ve
written here to see if I can find a good
word or phrase that I can use for the
title for today’s brand new poem 🙂
So,  it’s away I go to that lil place of
my recollection that I always like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  Hmm,
it seems I may have found a fairly
decent 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…

Adventures

Places we’ve journeyed
times that we’ve seen
might be the adventures
to fill up our dreams.
A lifetime of doorways
and windows of views
might begin adventures
that the future will use.
Time is but a counter
as minutes pass on
found as our adventures
right and of wrong.
We each have a journey
that we need to fulfill
within our adventures
of each rising hill.
Some are as surprises
that we never expected
deemed as our adventures
the moment projected.
God has a way that
connects time in place
as we find our adventures
within face to face.
Life continues onwards
as we each travel true
seeing many adventures
God gave me and you.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 25,  2018

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you enjoyed
my rambling and maybe even liked the
poem as well as understood it.  So Judy
and I have just finished our brunch 🙂
Biscuits with strawberry jam and eggs,
yummy.  I cook pretty good hehehehe.
I fixed a couple of small sausage links
for the boys too LOL.  They love it
when I do that 🙂  Anyways,  that’s all
I have for you this week.  Now I believe
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 6 Christmas poems
are in the mix.  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
most wonderful weekend or what’s
left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too..  Ok so where is that
darned off switch hiding this time???
Hmm,  it looks as though I have
some movement from behind my
billfold that is sitting in front of me
and now I see that you’re trying to
climb inside it to hide LOL.  You are
silly.  You’d never fit in that small
thing.  Next week why don’t you
try hiding behind something that
isn’t right in front of me hahahaha.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Storefront Snowman

Life of a snowflake
begins with a time
floating from heaven
to become a design.
Maybe as a snowball
or a passing view
a storefront snowman
stood tried and true.
With a little grin
and hat on his head
life begins moving
as a wintertime spread.
Snow on the ground
as a Christmas scene
a storefront snowman
stood so serene.
People walk passed it
smiling with glee
as they go shopping
or just there to see.
Searching for gifts
for friends and more
that’s found inside
the displayed store.
As the stage is set
for a Christmas sale
a storefront snowman
has a story to tell.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 19,  2018

Searching For Christmas

Through winter’s snow
and an evening sight
I find I’m searching
daylight and night.
The seasonal settings
of glorious hues
as Christmas scenes
of reds, greens and blues.
Scented of a moment
as a burning ember
a time and a place
of one great December.
It might be a time
when you were younger
as a child with dreams
Christmastime wonder.
Thinking of Santa
and his many reindeer
pulling his sleigh
this time of the year.
Seeking for echoes
of his shout in the night
as he leaves ones homes
and flies out of sight.
While I am always
found looking ahead
seeking for Christmas
that lives in my head.
It’s a time and a place
that brings joy to me
searching for Christmas
a great sight to see.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 19,  2018

Simply Thinking

Through the clouds
of life’s display
I find I’m thinking
of another day.
A distant memory
of long ago
a time and a place
where dreamers go.
I’m simply thinking
of now and then
times of illusion
times that transcend.
Thinking of blessings
thinking dreams
that are now echoes
of many things.
Believing in people
believing in times
simply momentous
wondrous designs.
Time as an aroma
a smell so sweet
Thanksgiving days
good food to eat.
Soon it’s Christmas
a seasonal sight
thinking about love
and all I delight.
Time is but a cloud
as seasons fly by
with simply thinking
and a teardrop reply.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2018

Ocean Of God

The waves of life
become a tool
as God displays
our seasons school.
Times that crash
onto our shore
become the times
that we explore.
God gives ways
of getting through
the storms of life
of old and anew.
We might not see
the waves of time
that come to us
from God Divine.
Oceans are stirred
as seasonal waves
of the to and fro
for us to gaze.
The sights we find
might seem to be
too many storms
for you and me.
Yet as the pages
of a storybook
the ocean of God
gives another look.
It’s as but a scene
a dream’s applaud
sent from Heaven
an ocean of God.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2018

They Gave A Wave

On a winter’s day
time was of sorts
cold weather shown
on weather reports.
Seasonal status
of a winter array
as we drove to town
one winter’s day.
We passed scenes
of a whitish glow
and saw some guys
having fun in snow.
Riding snowmobiles
on snow of white
as they gave a wave
we drove out of sight.
I looked back behind
within the mirror
and saw them waving
a little bit clearer.
Before we went by
I took a photograph
both of them waving
as we went passed.
They seemed happy
to see my aim
my camera clicking
this photo of Maine.
This was so special
those wintertime days
that caught a glimpse
as they gave a wave.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 21,  2018

Emerging Styles

What ones might see
as just but a sight
others might see
as a scene of white.
With different views
of now and again
our own perception
might be the wind.
The styles that we see
and choices we chose
might then emerge
as someone’s rose.
Winters of snowflakes
as Christmas divine
might show the way
we see time to time.
With ones illusions
and another’s dreams
time might unlock
oh so many things.
Life of our memories
becomes as a gaze
emerging as moments
Christmastime days.
The sights and sounds
that we recognize
might still breathe
what then does arrive.
A Christmas scene
that brought us smiles
might now today
be emerging styles.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 23,  2018

Magic of Winter

Life on the road
to Caribou
our wheels rolled on
a scenic view.
The towns we passed
were winter white
a Christmas view
a magical sight.
Our wheels rolled on
to other places
seeming so timeless
as smiling faces.
We drove on through
on roads of ice
that slowed us down
then once or twice.
Our wheels rolled on
to certain sights
portions of time
with Christmas lights.
We saw some towns
with window views
displaying things
choices to choose.
Stores with wonderful
things to buy
within the windows
toys that could fly.
The very best view
was front and center
the road to Caribou
magic of winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 23,  2018

Seasons Remembered

Flourishing memories
become as a glance
a Christmassy scene
that time did enhance.
Children out playing
in winter’s white snow
seasons remembered
that moments bestow.
Counted as snowflakes
that landed in place
becomes as a scene
with a smiling face.
Children had gathered
to enjoy and play
this moment in time
of a Christmassy day.
They built snowmen
and large snowballs
laughing so gleeful
the moment enthralls.
Scented as Christmas
this time brought about
a wonderful moment
I’m never without.
It lives in my memories
it lives in my sight
the pictures I took then
the snow winter white.
Life is a doorway
with a wondrous view
seasons remembered
of a time thereunto.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2018

Like A Fly

God gives blessings
flowers bloom
as a scene’s arrival
with times attune.
So many don’t see
the beauty of time
as life of flowers
a wondrous design.
Yet the perspective
of a tiny little fly
sees all the beauty
as God’s piece of pie.
Timeless transitions
from winter to spring
a fly sees the sights
of most everything.
For its tiny eyes
look around to find
the things we forsake
as a moment in time.
God brings seconds
alive in many ways
that we should enjoy
and give Him praise.
Thank Him for life
and that of a smile
the times that we find
our lifetimes compile.
The beauty of flowers
and the big blue sky
look at it closely now
just like a fly.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2018

Walking In The Snow

Enjoying snowflakes
as a breath of fresh air
kids are found walking
without not a care.
I gave a wave then
and they waved at me
as they walked onwards
in snow fluffy free.
On a wintertime day
with snow falling down
I saw some children
just walking around.
They were so joyful
they gave me a smile
in a Christmassy scene
of a wintery while.
They soon came over
and asked me to play
as they tossed snowballs
at me then that day.
We had some fun then
that Christmas delight
a time I remember
as a winter of white.
The snow fell quickly
and covered their steps
leaving not a trail
to the right or the left.
It was a God filled day
with blessings to grow
when I saw these kids
just walking in the snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2018

Haiku
for Nov 24,  2018

Life is but a smile
needing a place which to grow
but frowns destroy it.

Looking for a time
that seems to be well hidden
might uncover goals.

Breathing in moments
you might lose a breath or two
as you’re bewildered.

Change is perspective
that some see differently
from other viewpoints.

Blessings arrivals
are often misconceptions
that we tossed away.

Seeking for the sun
you might find it behind clouds
of dismal thinking.

Choosing a pathway
needs knowledge of the journey
and trust in the Lord.

The links to a fence
are like lifestyles connected
to make useable.

We are as a rose
as we all bloom with lifestyles,
but with many thorns.

Beyond our vision
there’s another yet to see
that is within us.

Procrastination
is a part of who we are
as we all do it.

Sharing emotions
with ones that could not care less
can still be helpful.

In search of a time
while it’s still real faraway
could show illusions.

Need of a snowflake
is that of a winter’s day
that gives it a chance.

The signs of the times
are as words within the wind
to tell our future.

A forest of thought
has many leaves to think with
that many ignore.

Gradient walkways
can cause many to stumble
if they’re not prepared.

So many shadows
lie about who they follow
and become troubled.

The noise of today
may become missed tomorrow
as silence reminds.

God gives us hopeful
in the midst of our journeys,
but we’re needing faith.

Various seasons
have changes found within them
that confuse many.

A penny for thought
shows little worth in thinking
so keep it simple.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 24,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s another week gone by and we’ve
gotten a bit more snow.  The snow is
as white as can be.  On a sunny day
if you look outside without sunglasses
you’ll go snow blind LOL.  On a clear
night it is still a little bright outside 🙂
The moonlight and stars reflect off of
the snow making it seem almost like
daytime on a cloudy day hehehehehe.
So,  what’s been happening around
the Pearce’s Place?  Well,  the other
day I had to do some snow blowing
with our snow blower and when I was
done I needed to go inside being that
my hands were cold and hurting,  but
Judy had accidentally locked the door
after she went back inside from taking
pictures of me and I had to ring the
doorbell.  She came and unlocked the
door,  but as I hurried in the house
without kicking the snow and ice off
of my shoes,  my feet slipped out from
under me and I landed on my back.
So right now I am aching quite a bit.
I’ll survive.  I told her to put the lil
carpet down in front of the door
that we had moved because it kept
sliding around and I nailed it to the
floor with a couple of roofing nails.
It won’t slide now and neither will
I LOL.  I’ve now got my cleats out
and ready to deal with the season 🙂
My back is still aching quite a bit,
but hopefully it subsides a little bit
more before Thanksgiving.  So,  next
topic.  The weather has been fairly
nice.  Today was bright and sunny
and no I didn’t look outside and go
snow blind LOL.  I looked through
our computer room window at the
sky and yes it was clear hehehehe.
I did walk out the front door and
take a few pictures of the icicles
that are hanging from our porch 🙂
They are long.  About 3 foot icicles.
I guess they’ll keep getting longer
until a vibration or one of us goes
and knocks them down LOL.  It’s
18 F degrees right now at 5 PM 🙂
but it’s not as cold as it’s gonna get.
It’s supposed to be 9 F degrees by
morning.  Next topic.  Our mailbox
got knocked down again,  but our
landlord put it back up.  Now it
seems that we have a mail thief, as
the packages that I was supposed to
have gotten Saturday got removed
from my mailbox and on the internet
they were said to have been delivered
that morning in the mailbox.  Plus
the mailbox door was opened and
not a flake of snow was in it,  which
tells me that someone was in it being
if it had been opened before,  there
would of been snow in it.  I have no
clue what anyone is going to do with
my business cards or the treats that
I ordered for our boys LOL.  This
means I’ll have to start checking
our mail earlier to give no time for
that thieving piece of garbage to
get it.  I don’t understand people
like that.  On top of stealing stuff
that has no material worth to them.
Heck,  I would of given them a treat
and a couple of business cards if they
would of asked LOL.  Unfortunately
the nearer it gets to Christmastime,
the more problems with mail theft
we will have.  I cannot see how ones
can live with themselves stealing
from others.  I have faith that God
will take care of it as karma bites
them in the butt.  Through it all
though,  we’ve survived thanks to
God and His many angels that are
watching over us.  I’m sure that we
will have many struggles,  but we
will not go through them alone,  for
God is always watching out for us.
Thank You God for all that You’ve
done and all that You’ll do.  Now,
I believe it’s time for me to read
back through all of my rambling
and 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 like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may have found a fairly
decent title just a few lines from the
beginning and now after checking
I see that it has not been used yet,
so used it shall be.  Here goes…

Moonlight and Stars

Some of our friends
are the same as the sky
moonlight and stars
in a nighttime reply.
Yet many others are
seen all the time
daylight through dark
their hearts intertwine.
Time is a counter
that displays the views
the ones that we see
that our lives interfuse.
Some though are artwork
as a painted up lie
just acting as friends
to soon say goodbye.
Yet there are many
as true friends of ours
more than a moment of
moonlight and stars.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 18,  2018

There ya go.  I know the poem might
not be one of my best,  but it’s what
I wrote LOL.  I hope you liked it a lil
and maybe even understood it.  I also
hope you enjoyed my rambling.  Yes
I do ramble,  don’t I!  Now to think
and see if I have forgotten to tell you
anything.  Nope it don’t look like it.
So 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 there
are 5 Christmas poems in the mix 🙂
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 peaceful weekend or what
that is left of it and a blessings filled
week and also a Happy Thanksgiving.
Ok, so where is that ornery off switch
hiding this time?  Hmm,  that’s funny
I don’t remember my camera having
an extra on & off switch LOL.  You are
silly ya know.  What made you think
I wouldn’t see ya?  Try harder 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 4,
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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 🙂

Evening’s Arrival

Searching for tomorrow
as the minutes fade away
the evening is a window
to yet another day.
The evening’s arrival
displays texture and style
scented as a doorway
that minds of time compile.
Blissful may be scenery
as it blossoms from above
a sky filled with stories
and clouds full of love.
Many streaks of sunlight
in a timeless fashion
are the evening’s arrival
as it displays its passion.
Seeming as a painting
that a camera perceived
brought to life surely
as time frames conceived.
Listed as a turnstile
that’s written in the wind
another time of day
for then to transcend.
Seconds are as gestures
that the minutes coincide
counted as the evening
displays with certain pride.
Each day meets a moment
that displays its survival
found as just a flavor
of the evening’s arrival.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 12,  2018

A Snowy Morn

One winter’s day
a time was seen
a snowy morn
became a dream.
It brought alive
a moment’s glance
that seemed to say
come and dance.
Trees glistened
snow of white
a snowy morn
within my sight.
It seemed to say
the season’s near
Christmas bells
I soon will hear.
Echoing softly
as times awaken
a snowy morn
my eyes partaken.
A blissful scene
within my view
displays snow
with life anew.
Sunshine seemed
to be a haze
through the clouds
on snowy days.
It’s so beautiful
this moment born
a Christmas theme
a snowy morn.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 13,  2018

Time At A Glance

Wheels of perception
down a wintery road
display many scenes
that moments unload.
Bringing forth life
as a gestured sight
a time that’s moving
daylight to night.
Scenes become travels
of a wintertime hue
as ones drive along
in mind thereunto.
Time is a snowflake
that drifts in the air
found on a journey
with blessings to share.
Glancing at a photo
you might see yourself
as a time and a place
now dust on the shelf.
Yet as years travel
the minutes procure
a Christmas memory
with heartbeats allure.
Bringing about memoirs
journeys through time
textured with blessings
that time left behind.
This is a but a moment
of a seasonal dance
as memories come alive
in time at a glance.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 13,  2018

Lost In Christmas

Winter white scenes
engulf my eyes
while I am looking
at Christmas skies.
Time is awakened
with my every view
lost in a turnstile
of a magical hue.
Snow is so fluffy
and so winter white
as Christmas gathers
what I so delight.
Season of splendor
season of bliss
Christmas is a time
that I cannot resist.
I’m always lost
in the scenic details
found on journeys
that a story entails.
A Christmas sight
of a home on the way
sitting on a hill
one wintertime day.
It seems to enlighten
my childhood thoughts
seasons of grandeur
that I thought I lost.
I found my mindset
that faded from view
when lost in Christmas
shows life brand new.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 13,  2018

Just A Reflection

Seen as a heartbeat
times may just be
sights that reflect
what we wish to see.
Maybe as a gateway
to our own desires
a sky of reflections
a moment acquires.
Just a reflection
of a lake of times
creating perceptions
inside of our minds.
We might not see
what is really there
as we look onwards
and try to compare.
Reflections of life
in a mindful array
can become scenes
that we see in a way.
Glistening sequences
reflections of styles
embark on journeys
a reflection compiles.
We often remember
a time of a day
that’s now reflected
in a magical way.
So often we only
recall such a time
just a reflection
inside of our mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2018

Counting Leaves

Numbers united
lifetimes conceal
are us as the leaves
of fiction or real.
Counted desires
of wanted arrays
often bring in view
some regretful days.
Leaves all mixed up
in a certain style
found as a matrix
of time to beguile.
Time comes alive
as the leaves so true
are soon to display
what is really you.
When counting leaves
of a personal life
it brings perspective
of happy and strife.
Truth is a venture
a second will find
within the leaves
of time after time.
An emerging life
that is really true
ones will try to hide
from me and you,
but one cannot hide
what the future sees
for it’s the same as
counting leaves.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 14,  2018

Within Evening

As life is exposed
in a winter scene
white snow covers
what once was green.
The sun dips down
in the western sky
as a dimming light
to say goodbye.
Its only words
are that of time
a Christmas eve
that’s so divine.
Within a style
it displays views
a time of life
a choice to choose.
It is a moment
a time of day
within evening
that fades away.
It gives its last
of a time to see
a portion of love
for you and me.
The evening shows
a Christmas phase
a season’s glimmer
of magical ways.
So as the sunlight’s
slowing leaving
find the blessings
within evening.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2018

Traveled Rails

Thoughts so timeless
as traveled rails
join us on journeys
of scenic details.
Found as a roadway
a train track of time
life is but a pathway
we should seek to find.
Such as a lifetime
that is now a memory
as the traveled rails
of our own history.
We leave impressions
as we journey through
maybe even lessons
for others to view.
The times we think
that no one’s watching
someone might hear
you randomly talking.
Remember the times
you heard so clear
ones speaking words
that weren’t so sincere.
For you might then be
the same as you heard
if you’re not careful
with your every word.
Listen to yourself
in your daily details
and let good be found
in your traveled rails.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 16,  2018

Misled Emotions

Stirring as stories
words continue on
scenes we remember
of right and of wrong.
Scenes within a mirror
as we look deep inside
seeing all we’ve done
a roller coaster ride.
Fragments of time
are jumbled all about
our misled emotions
in ways and out.
Then as the windows
of time show a view
life can become the
things we wished to do.
Within our minutes
we may see ourselves
pictured as turnstiles
dust on the shelves.
The future holds life
of a different array
that you might see
as the same as today.
Our misled emotions
may become a scene
as the fabric of time
and hearts on a string.
Dreams we encounter
as we drive thereunto
bring misled emotions
often clearly in view.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2018

Winter’s Beauty

Among the snowflakes
life is displayed
as a wintertime feel
a moment has made.
With winter’s beauty
in wondrous design
becomes such a scene
that minutes define.
Seeming like cotton,
yet cold as can be
winter comes alive
as a frigid pageantry.
It displays emotions
of a Christmas appeal
within winter’s beauty
as a seasonal feel.
Homes on our journeys
become such a sight
as the winter’s beauty
displays that of white.
Snow on the roadways
as passages to time
becomes as a memoir
of a fabulous find.
A Christmas scene
as a magical place
when snowflakes fall
and land on your face.
It is winter’s beauty
as it puts on a show
a Christmassy gleam
in wintertime’s snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2018

Haiku
for Nov 17,  2018

Flakes of a snowstorm
can become that of beauty
as time interweaves.

Reality thrives
even when you are dreaming,
so wake up and learn.

Too many mistakes
without finding out what’s wrong
might be ignorance.

The light of today
might shine brighter tomorrow
after trials are paved.

Looking to the sky
you might see cloudy patterns
that form in your mind.

Thoughts of evolving
are questionable of some
being they never learn.

Various turnstiles
have a few hidden meanings
that might not be good.

When heading one way
you might often have regret
of yet another.

In search of true love
ones often do not see it
right in front of them.

The passing of time
might leave seconds uncounted
that are important.

Thriving on others
makes many as leaches
that soon find demise.

Friends of the past
may never be seen today
unless they are true.

The links of a chain
determine how far you’ll go
until you’re yanked back.

Letting loose of ones
gives them a choice to move on
or to hang around.

The best of today
might be yesterday’s problems
that you found answers.

A lifeless body
can be resuscitated
if it is God’s will.

Amidst a rain cloud
a rainbow might show colors
of enlightened peace.

Daily challenges
show us our limitations,
but rest is needed.

Sentimental times
often bring many teardrops
as wishful thinking.

The hands of a clock
are often lost perspective
as couch potatoes.

A fast growing weed
can overtake a garden
as well as the mind.

God gives us choices
while life teaches us patience
when others are slow.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 17,  2018

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been another uneventful passed
week here at the Pearce’s Place,  but
it did snow a bit more.  Of course the
heavy snow shouldn’t be falling until
later and nobody is ever on the mark
of guessing the exact time frame LOL.
It’ll happen when it happens. Benny
always wants to stay outside and play
in the snow,  but Rocky is always the
first to say,  it’s time to go in hehehe.
We love our boys,  but they do tend
to get on our nerves time to time 🙂
Judy’s birthday was Nov 6 and she
said she wanted to go to Tangs China
for her birthday,  so that’s where we
went last Tuesday.  It was raining
all day,  but I think she still enjoyed
her birthday.  I wrote her a birthday
poem as I do almost every year and
made it into a poetry picture.  I may
put in the stationery if I remember 🙂
It’s been getting colder as the days
move closer to wintertime.  I know,
it’s supposed to still be autumn,  but
up this ways it doesn’t look like it.
Autumn has passed and winter’s here.
Today’s high is supposed to be 30 F
and right now at 1 PM it’s 29 F.  We
were having small flurries of snow
this morning.  It snowed a little bit
yesterday and I made the mistake
of not raising our windshield wipers
to keep them from freezing in the
snow and ice,  so last night when I
was trying to get them free,  I broke
one of the wiper blades,  so we had
to go early this morning to Walmart
and buy another one,  because she
was driving up to Caribou today.
She’s gone and took her sister with
her to show her where Mandy our
oldest daughter has moved to so
she will be able to drive up for the
Thanksgiving dinner when it comes
about.  Plus Judy wanted to see
the house.  Mandy showed her how
to get to the house but Judy hadn’t
seen it yet.  She left at 11 AM so I
guess they are there now.  That was
the reason I was so urgent for us
to get up early and go and buy a new
windshield wiper blade.  Anyways,
that’s the most excitement that has
gone on around here hehehe.  We
live such exciting lives LOL.  The
boys just told me they wanted to go
outside,  so Benny and Rocky are
out in the snow LOL.  I’ll be hearing
Rocky barking anytime soon saying
he’s ready to come back in hehehehe.
Benny will come back in when he’s
good and ready LOL.  That wind is
blowing hard outside.  What else is
there to talk about.  Well,  I’m done
with all of the poetry pictures for
book number 9 and now all I need
to do is get to work making a front
cover and inner front and back pages.
Then off to get it published.  I’ve
already begun writing for book 10.
Yeppers,  I write a lot.  It keeps my
mind alert.  I’ve gotta go and let
Rocky in and see if Benny is about
ready to come back in.  I’ll be back.
I’m back Benny was right beside
Rocky standing at the front door
waiting to come in 🙂  So now they
are both back in here with me and
they wanted a treat so I gave them
some Bark’n n Bacon 🙂  They love
that.  Back to writing.  It looks as
though our landlord is showing
some people the house right behind
us.  Judy and I have kind of gotten
used to being without neighbors,
but it is what it is.  If they rent the
house then good I guess.  Life goes
on.  We’ll continue as we have for
the passed 11 years LOL.  Just sit
tight and continue with our lives and
if the neighbors want to get to know
us,  they’ll come knocking.  If they
have lil kids,  them coming knocking
is pretty much a guarantee HoHoHo.
Yep,  no matter what time of the year
or how I am dressed 🙂  It’s still 29 F
and now it is 2:15 PM.  I don’t think
it’s going to reach 30 degrees hehehe.
Judy just posted a message with a
picture saying lunch at Mandy’s 🙂
So it looks like they are having a
great time.  Judy said she was going
to come home before dark LOL.
She’s got less than 2 hours to do it,
because it starts getting dark around
4 PM hahaha.  Caribou is over an
hour drive north of us.  It wouldn’t
be an hour drive if there weren’t so
many small towns to go through to
make you have to slow down.  I’m
sure Judy will get home when she
gets home LOL.  The boys are in
their doggy beds right beside me in
the floor.  They’re good boys when
they wanna be hehehe.  God has
truly blessed our home as well as
our lives.  I know I’m not always
as grateful as I should be,  but God
knows my heart.  None of us is what
we should be all the time.  We all
have our moments of weakness that
we are not doing as we should do.
Give it to God and let yourself be
forgiven through His Son and it’ll
all be OK.  Life is full of ups and
downs.  It’s with the yin and yang
of life that helps us become more
stronger.  Look for the lessons 🙂
Now I believe it’s time for me to
begin my journey looking back on
all 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 new
poem.  So it’s away I go to that lil
place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  It
looks as though I may have found
a decent title just a few lines back
and now after checking I see that
it has not been used as of yet,  so
used it shall be 🙂  Here goes…

Moments of Weakness

Bewildered moments
become as a tool
a time to remind
to not be a fool.
Yet as a time bomb
life might explode
when you look away
a time down the road.
Focusing on one thing
and missing a view
moments of weakness
will tear you into.
Look beyond wantings
as you travel around
and see what you need
firm feet on the ground.
Moments of weakness
can enhance dark details
scented of heartstrings
as a moment compels.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2018

There ya go.  I hope that you liked
the poem and maybe even understood
it.  I also hope you enjoyed all of my
rambling.  If not,  sorry Charlie LOL.
Anyways,  at least if you read it all,
I kept you entertained 🙂 Hahahaha.
So I wonder if there is anything that
I’ve forgotten to tell you?   Well,  it
doesn’t look like it.  So I guess it’s
time for me to be telling you what I
tell you almost every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems with
2 extras and 4 Christmas poems in
the mix.  Judy’s birthday poem is in
the mix as well 🙂  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 reckon it is
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 truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus love you
and we do too.  Now,  where can
that ornery off switch be hiding
this week????  Hmm and Hmm
again?  Where is that little rascal?
OH LOL I see ya now.  You just
could not resist peeking could ya!
I see ya you little varmint.  Trying
an old spot that worked a while
back huh!  Well,  not this time 🙂
I’ve learned to look at the window
when searching for you and you
trying to hide behind the little
solar powered hula girl would of
worked if you hadn’t of tried to
hula too LOL.  You dance BAD.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzz.

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
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Vessel of Life

Rocking as a ship
that sails out to sea
we might then rethink
if it’s needing to be.
As the ocean’s rolling
with waves of style
the need of a moment
might present a trial.
A test beyond seeing
and what you can feel
as a vessel of life
displays what is real.
The truth is the waters
that flow as a mind
taking on distances,
an unfathomed time.
We might see waves
as the waters unite
giving many chances
to strengthen our sight.
Look for the lighthouse
that beacons so true
and let it be the guide
to show what to do.
God is the lighthouse
His beacon is there
to guide us through life
in a moment of prayer.
Look to the heavens
and seek for advice
as you go sailing
your vessel of life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 5,  2018

Where We Stand

Our stance on life
and how it seems
might be illusion
might be dreams.
We might be stood
upon the grass
a timeless scene
that’s come to pass.
For where we stand
it might display
a timeless scene
of a yesterday,
We need to look
beneath our feet
and see the truth
that times accrete.
If we’re honest
and not just show
our standing place
will grow and grow.
Allowing scenes
of where we are
to show the truth
much better by far.
For as we stand
together in life
we grow stronger
husband and wife.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 5,  2018

Paths We Trod

Among a path
of distant time
I found a place
within my mind.
It held footsteps
to then unfold
that of nature
seeming as gold.
The paths we trod
might hold a face
a moment’s time
a firm embrace.
Beyond our steps
we might perceive
a timeless view
as minutes weave.
Leaving prints
upon the ground
our footsteps might
one day be found.
That of a memory
that of a time
that ones might see
as frame of mind.
The minutes pass
and turn to days
as paths we trod
ones may appraise
It might be found
an act of God
as others view
the paths we trod.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 5,  2018

My Gal

My best friend
that came to be
is the very
best for me.
I love her smile,
I love her eyes.
She ‘s like stars
within the skies.
The years display
some certain times
with her and I
as life entwines.
We found dreams
connected ways
gifts from God
for future days.
My gal and I
we walk together
love and life
in every weather.
No matter when
there’s pouring rain
we’re together
a loving chain.
Linked together
by God above
she’s my gal
my one true love
and today’s
a wondrous view
my gal my pal
turned 62.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2018

I love you Judy
HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Colors of Autumn

Looking beyond
the colorful hues
timeless becomes
a time to infuse.
Structured in life
scented of time
colors of autumn
are clearly defined.
Some as a texture
some as a taste
colors of autumn
so heavenly laced.
They bring alive
an insightful scene
often as a lake’s
charismatic dream.
Life is a pattern
connected in style
gathering seconds
times to compile.
Searching within
from then to now
life is a doorway
for more to endow.
We are as pages
words thereupon
written as seconds
to then and gone.
We remember life
that comes so often
seasons of timeless
colors of autumn.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2018

Winter of Bliss

Simple times
with simple things
Christmas rhymes
of wondrous scenes.
Winter of bliss
a time so alive
when many go on
a seasonal drive.
To search beyond
a timeless place
with eyes to find
a smiling face.
A Christmas glow
that eyes perceive
a wonderful sight
of Christmas eve.
Such as a sight
a heavenly kiss
of Christmastime
and winter of bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2018

Christmas Mail

The seasonal glow
of wonderful things
becomes delightful
children and dreams.
Waiting for the mail
in a seasonal style
that old Sear’s catalog
brought us a smile.
The dreamer’s book
for Christmas wishes
wanting for things
so timeless delicious.
Things we could see
and taste with our eyes
a wagon or bicycle
of hopeful surprise.
That Christmas mail
such a wonderful sight
as it brought joy
for children to write.
Then mailing letters
to old Santa Claus,
for they’ve been good
and broken no laws.
So when it’s snowing
in a Christmas detail
many will be waiting
for Christmas mail.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2018

Decorated For Christmas

Remember the scenes
those Christmas lights
those magical times
with wonderful sights.
With houses lit up
that time of the year
to help bring alive
that Christmas cheer.
Decorated sweetly
roof to the ground
the lights all glittered
as we drove around.
So many glistening
scenes we could see
became as a blessing
a time’s memory.
A moment so heavenly
that we remember
decorated for Christmas
amidst one December.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2018

Feelings

Roads to illusion
pathways of time
can become feelings
travels we’ll find.
Found on a journey
as life moves along
our elusive feelings
can sing a sad song.
Though for a time
a moment or two
feelings can begin
to see a new view.
A journey one way
an then to a gaze
feelings evolving
into better days.
Life is a roadway
that so many drive
seeking for peaceful
an ongoing strive.
Seek for guidance
pathways you trod
praying to Heaven
and almighty God.
For in the roadways
we travel thereunto
so many struggles
will come into view.
Making us stronger
in minutes discerned
as feelings discover
all that we learned.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2018

Tracks of December

As the minutes move
from time unto stage
the tracks of December
will flip a new page.
Scenes come alive
as Christmastime tales
on tracks of December
snow’s riding the rails.
As all our memories
that live deep inside
take off on a journey
as a train faring ride.
On through December
as a scene so sublime
while Christmas displays
that so special time.
A time within memoirs
of a written lifestyle
such as our childhood
a gift with a smile.
Dreams of old Santa
and reindeer that fly
our tracks of December
reach a glorious high.
Remembering things
such as Christmas lights
and riding all around
looking at all the sights.
So take now the time
for magic to remember
all of your memories
the tracks of December.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2018

Strolling

Inside our minds
we can find the days
a time so wonderful
as ocean waves.
The sound is a place
that brings in view
a time of the mind
of a sea of blue.
While strolling along
in the island sands
time painted scenes
as a moment expands.
The sun is dimming
in the evening breeze
as ones are strolling
by the deep blue seas.
A moment of peace
a moment of prayer
a strolling moment
in an island flair.
The ocean’s scent
is a breath to breathe
a heavenly moment
for ones to believe.
Tinted as summer
with sounds of bliss
memoirs of strolling
is a moment’s kiss.
A fragrant aroma
of a distant place
is that of ones strolling
with a smiling face.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2018

Stream of Thought

Deep within waters
of a momentary mind
a stream might display
how minutes unwind.
Flowing as a moment
and creating a dream
a mind might become
a thoughtful stream.
Each drop of water
creates its own flow
as a person’s ability
soon begins to grow.
Becoming as a river
that once was a stream
flowing in existence
and creating a scene.
We’re as the waters
that flow with a style
drop by drop surely
sometimes in denial.
Though as ones deny
the waters still move
performing lifestyles
to win or to lose.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2018

Haiku
for Nov 10,  2018

With eyes opened wide
deception has chance to breathe
so look with your brain.

As the raindrops land
they start yet another path
that only they know.

Believing in God
does not mean that you are saved,
but a choice to choose.

When blindly walking
you might run into the walls
created by others.

Confusion’s doorway
opens wide for illusions
that disturb the mind.

As two hearts unite
they may beat as that of one,
but still be as two.

Looking out windows
you might see some greener grass,
but it might be dead.

Storms of the passed days
might one day come back to life
if we allow them.

In search of a dream
reality might be exposed
to uncover truth.

In need of a breath
many will forget to breathe
and just suffocate.

In light of the truth
so many will still tell lies
thinking it’s normal.

Bringing your baggage
to a new relationship
can cause much failure.

Walking behind one
may become as a bonding
as you shadow them.

The length of a day
is sometimes deduced wrongly
due to impatience.

As many gather
and become one as a whole
they become stronger.

A leftover leaf
from autumn’s season of life
becomes a memoir.

Shouting in anger
can transform and argument
into separation.

A spirits choices
can reflect on locations
being stuck earth bound.

Time is no counter,
but many will keep counting
even after time.

Blessings of a home
give strength to those within it,
for they’re protected.

The chills of a night
can become warmth of the heart
as true love gathers.

Yesterdays dreamers
are the breath of life today
to help our future.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 10,  2018

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and Old Fashioned Christmas site
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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
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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 was windy as all get out yesterday and
even to early this morning.  It sounded
like a train outside.  I was afraid that we
would end up blowing away,  but we’re
still here.  The lighthouse that Judy and
I built blew over and the light came off,
but I found it and was able to reattach
it,  but this time I super glued it to the
post that it’s mounted on :).  Of course
the lighthouse itself was structurally OK,
being I built it pretty stout.  It took at
least 60 mile an hour winds to blow it
over LOL.  So,  it’s once again standing
and awaiting the night to shine into the
darkness.  We had to buy another light
being the old one finally broke after it
having the same scenario as it hit the
ground.  We’ll buy a better solar light
in the next day or so.  The replacement
we got only cost $4.50 LOL and it’s a
little smaller than the one that broke.
We bought the replacement Friday for
the one that broke a week or so ago.
No problem,  it’ll do.  We might wait
until next summer to buy another one,
being that’s when Walmart stocks up
on those type of things.  That’s when
we bought the older light.  So,  what
else is going on around here?  Well,  I
just went to Amazon and bought us a
pair of battery powered lanterns to use
when the electric goes out.  We’ve got
one that we hang up either in the here
or in the bed room depending where
we are.  But I bought the others for
the other areas such as the laundry
area where the light that was there
ceased to work and I don’t mess with
electricity LOL.  No matter,  it’s just
a small area between our kitchen and
our bedroom.  We’ll use the extra light
for wherever needs it at the time.  So
there ya go.  The wind blew so hard
yesterday eve and last night that it
knocked out the electricity multiple
times.  The last time it was knocked
out it was off for about 6 hours.  It
got knocked out in Houlton and all
surrounding us as well.  When Judy’s
laptop battery finally died,  we both
went to bed and covered up and the
boys went to their beds in the floor
beside us.  Fortunately it wasn’t as
cold as it could of been 🙂  LOL we
have at a few occasions had to sleep
in our clothes when the electric went
out,  but then they are never slow
about getting the electric back up
and running.  They truly earn their
paychecks especially in the cold of
winter.  They deserve an award for
all of the work they do,  but then so
do the guys that plow our roads in
the cold of night while it is snowing
as they keep the roads driveable for
people such as Judy and I that might
need to go somewhere.  I admire all
those that do such work.  I wouldn’t
want to be out on a windy night like
last night fixing power lines that have
been downed by falling trees and or
branches.  Especially when it’s raining
as it was last night also.  I commend
those guys.  So next topic.  Well,  it
looks like that is all I can think of to
tell you at the moment.  God is still
watching over us as struggles come
our way.  I have a feeling that we may
have many angels protecting us and
our 2 boys/dogs too.  Thank You God
for protecting our home,  preventing
it from being blown away and thank
You for all of the many blessings that
you give to us and will give to us as
the years pass us by,  AMEN.  Now,
to look back on all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a decent word
or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So it’s
away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I may
of found a decent title just a few lines
back and now after checking,  I see
that it has not been used as of yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes.

The Cold Of Night

As life meets gray
with saddened eyes
our sight might view
some cloudy skies.
The troubled times
might come and go
as tides of life
with ebb and flow.
Coherent thoughts
might seem to find,
but only things
to change our mind.
We often will view
our moments desires
as that of needs
that wanting aspires.
We need to pray
for God’s Own will
to do what He does
to fill the bill
Allow for His Hands
to make it alright
even with scenes
of the cold of night.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 4,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked the
poem 🙂 and maybe even understood
it.  I also hope that you enjoyed my
rambling.  Isn’t it funny how that I
can come up with so much stuff to
talk about LOL.  Yep,  I can ramble.
Oh yea,  here’s a bit of news.  Nov 6
this Tuesday is Judy’s birthday.  She
said she wants Chinese dinner for her
birthday,  so Chinese it is 🙂  We’ve
gotta go and vote this week too,  but
I don’t like to discuss politics so next
subject.  I guess that’s all I have for
ya this week other than my usual 🙂
which is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
with 2 extras and 5 Christmas poems
in the mix.  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 safe and happy
weekend or whatever’s left of it and
a truly wonderful week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where can that dad burned off switch
be hiding this week?  Hmm,  it did a
better job this time.  At least it’s not
sitting right in front of me Hahahaha.
LOL I thought I saw an extra light
on our internet router and to top
it off,  it was not a green light,  but
nope,  there ya are.  You blended in
pretty good aside from having the
wrong color of light and the size of it.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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+2 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Then To There

Depicting a minute
that moments bestow
needs of the wording
a time to and fro.
Time frames to then
and seconds to there
find in the afterglow
life everywhere.
Maybe as a snowflake
or maybe as a tree
gathered by a time
that’s now history.
Counting the minutes
of wintertime’s glow
might display moments
filled full of snow.
For as a heartbeat
looks with its eyes
the sights found of then
might be in the skies.
Clouds floating softly
in a deep sky of blue
might be transforming
into a much better view.
A Christmassy essence
of a time we recall
of a snowy white day
that came after fall.
It made my memories
of Christmas to air
as I looked outwards
towards then to there.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 29,  2018

A Journey Through Time

Implemented journeys
of a scenic pattern
might be the same as
a trip to Saturn.
A journey through time
as minutes proceed
life can become gathered
as a fast growing weed.
Synching up the seconds
as the world goes around
brings forth the chances
that minutes can astound.
Often as a pinwheel
is blowing in the wind
time is ticking quickly
with minutes to transcend.
Left within the doorway
of clouds that pass by
there may be connections
between both you and I.
The hills that we focus on
might be a distant sight
as a time remembered
that somehow lost its light.
Allow for a meadow
to come and enhance
the joy you’ve forgotten
of a scenic romance.
Try to remember
what’s lost in your mind
as a wonderful place
a journey through time.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 29,  2018

Winter’s Beginning

Time is a roadway
a vision of miles
found as a section
of seasonal styles.
Snow might be seen
as winter displays
textured of moments
whitish to grays.
The clouds up above
might hold a sign
that says within them
it’s Christmastime.
Winter’s beginning
is a fabulous sight
as it so often is
seen snowy white.
It might seem faintly
this seasonal hue,
but winter’s beginning
soon shines through.
Time is a roadway
to a Christmassy style
as winter’s beginning
shows white in a while.
Tinted with sunshine
and textured with love
winter’s beginning
is a gift from above.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

The Christmas Store

A walk through the snow
to a time’s corner store
brings lifetimes alive
that once lived before.
The scene’s remembered
as a Christmas so fine
scented with blessings
that live in my mind.
Watching time go by
ones walk to and fro
as the Christmas store
inside is all aglow.
Filled full of presents
of a Christmas detail
shining so brightly as
the snowflakes set sail.
The moment is a theme
that ones will remember
of the Christmas store
amidst one December.
The gifts are all laid out
with so many choices
as people embrace then
with their singing voices.
Singing of Christmastime
singing of peace
then as they remember
what never should cease.
The time is connected
with heartbeats galore
as ones will remember
the Christmas store.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

Inside Serenity

Glimpses of shadows
of a time long ago
become as serenity
a time within snow.
A Christmassy past
that lives on and on
as a time without end
of a mornings dawn.
It’s as winter billows
with scenes fluffy white
glimpses of shadows
that live day and night.
They form such a scene
with Christmassy flair
deep inside serenity
and filled with fresh air.
A breath of Christmas
becomes as a glance
a scene so pristine
as snowflakes dance.
While ones are sitting
right near a fireplace
they look out and see
that wintertime face.
A sight they remember
a sight that rings true
as blessings of Christmas
are found within view.
This becomes a story
of a great sight to see
as peace comes knocking
inside serenity.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 31,  2018

Faded Gray

Looking outwards
searching through
the scenes we see
might fade in view.
Faded occurrences
becoming so gray
could be the time
for a much better day.
Time might speak
of a greater style
a wonderful scene
of a distant mile.
Seeming as artwork
a field of perception
that’s faded gray
within one direction.
Look for the scenes
of a distant scale,
one that of beauty
in a wondrous detail.
For as time’s fading
it displays for you
a moment to begin
yet another view.
Some distant hills
seen as paradise
a faded gray scene
that time does entice.
Allow God to show
the greatest each day
with colors of time
and those faded gray.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Illusions Premise

The middle of concept
finds then a view
a moment’s perception
time tried and true.
Though you might see
a time on display,
it might be but only
just but a day.
Outlined as illusion
that becomes so real
as a mirage in a desert
that moments reveal.
Illusions of grandeur
of a wanted style
can hide ones sadness
inside of a smile.
Some seeming blessings
and others as Hell
while some illusions
are harder to tell.
Life’s as a whirlwind
of massive emotions
spinning around quickly
through Earth and oceans.
Time begins counting
even with none
displaying illusions
as a fox on the run.
So many time frames
come before our eyes
while some are but only
illusions premise.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Autumn Began

Written in leaves
words of a phase
autumn began
its wonderful ways.
Changing colors
green into gold
then some brown
as times unfold.
Autumn began
a morning breath
painted with colors
of more or less.
Time is a factor
that comes in play
as autumn’s leaves
have much to say.
They speak  words
of distant hues
formed from time
as they interfuse.
The leaves may die,
but then transcend
colors changing
blowing in the wind.
They then release
their branch of time
to then set sail
in their design.
Awaiting winter
and seasonal span
the leaves all changed
as autumn began.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 1,  2018

Ocean Breeze

When Heading out
in ocean’s blue
time might show
your life anew.
Waves beginning
journeys on
an ocean breeze
and sailing song.
Lifetimes crashing
at the bow
timeless moments
to endow.
Within a scene
of waters waves
time displays some
better days.
An ocean breeze
of salty air
has a fishy scent
and glistened glare.
The morning sun
reflects its light
within the ocean’s
true blue sight.
It’s own beginning
is time well laid
as a ship begins
a fishing crusade.
Seeking to sail
in deeper seas
to catch some fish
in an ocean breeze.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2018

Snow Covered Stage

Behind the shadows
of a sudden scene
a field of forgotten
turns into dream.
Found as a stage
of whitish detail
the essence of life
is a story to tell.
A snow covered stage
with wording within
singing of Christmas
a time to begin.
The shadows amaze
anyone that sees
the clouds up above
and distant trees.
It’s as a dreamworld
that moments unfold
a snow covered stage
for eyes to behold.
Snow seems textured
as a fluffy cloud
a Christmassy theme
with love to enshroud.
Seasonal blessings
snowflakes to land
becoming beauty
a sight oh so grand.
It’s as a gateway
the turn of a page
Christmas of essence
a snow covered stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 2,  2018

Clouds of Haze

Through the skies
a scene is found
the moon above
so big and round.
Clouds of haze
might hide away
a wondrous scene
within the day.
A dim lit moment,
but clearly seen
as clouds of haze
pour like a stream.
They float across
the sky by noon
and hide the sight
of the silvery moon.
Just like a ghost
up in the sky
as clouds of haze
that float on by.
They then fall
to a lower flight
as the clouds
float out of sight.
Then the moon
displays its all
so round and true
a silvery ball.
Becoming a time
and place to gaze
sky of blue
and clouds of haze.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

Fishing For Truth

Stood in a shadow
with fishing line taut
life shows illusions
truthful and not.
Fishing for a life
in a ocean of blue
time might display
a wonderful view.
Maybe enhanced as
a scenic desire
flourished with time
so stoked as a fire.
Look where you are
as time goes its way
find your survival
in a truthful array.
Toss out your line
to an ocean’s choice
and reel in the scene
of an honest voice.
Stand real sturdy
in the truest sight
reel in the moments
day unto night.
Watch as sunlight
shines in the wake
found as emotion
life to partake.
Lessons of old age
and also our youth
time is perception
fishing for truth.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

Haiku
for Nov 3,  2018

Living on a thought
while ignoring what that’s there
can unleash sadness.

Troubles of memoirs
written within a time frame
can display shadows.

Glistening of seas
displays chances for some waves
to be the days view.

Left ways and right ways
brings choices to the table
to choose correctly.

Looking for summer
in the midst of wintertime
is a useless search.

Standing beside life
and only seeing its style
might leave you lonely.

Springtime’s perception
is often flowers and trees
and not the weather.

Nearing a doorway
with steps of stupidity
creates destruction.

Ongoing struggles
can become builders of life
to make us stronger.

Shaking off the dust
of our yesterdays problems
can help us today.

Reliving turmoil
can become as a disease
that never finds help.

Within blades of grass
there might be a few flowers
that are really weeds.

Lessons of today
are often not seen clearly
until tomorrow.

So many doorways
only open for others
and not you and I.

The sights that we see
might have much more within them
if we look closely.

Determining style
is often looked at wrongly,
for style is one’s way.

Leaning towards truth
can unlock many untruths
described as white lies.

Seconds of a clock
becomes minutes and hours
that many misuse.

High winds of a storm
can blow away a lifestyle
if not held tightly.

The structure of time
is as endless as the sky
beyond what we see.

A daisy’s lifestyle
comes well hidden in the grass
until it blossoms.

Belief in a breath
allows a seed to be sown
and become a life.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 3,  2018

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