Monthly Archives:August 2020

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Here I am once again to tell you of our
misadventures and adventures that have
come our way.  Well,  we didn’t do much
other than go to the store and buy a few
groceries and of course I took pictures as
she drove.  We’ve had a fairly cool week
and it looks as though it will continue as
the temps stay in the 60’s and 70’s.  Not
too bad huh.   Right now it’s 60 F degrees
with a high of 65 for today.  It’s supposed
to rain a little this afternoon,  but I don’t
think it will be but a drizzle.   Tomorrow
is supposed to be cloudy,  but no rain in
the forecast,  so it will be a perfect day for
Judy and I to go and play miniature golf
for my birthday.  Yep,  I’ll be 64 Monday.
I thought I would be worm dirt before I
got this old LOL.   I guess it’s OK.  My
mind and brain are still alert so I’ll keep
on keeping on until God calls me home.
There has been not much excitement in
our little abode.  LOL Benny was acting
silly last night standing right behind me
almost howling at me to give him a treat.
He has been wanting me to hold him a
lot,  but then both of the boys love me to
hold them.  If I’m holding one,  the other
is usually right at my feet looking up as
to say when is it my turn hehehe.  Yep,
it’s rather boring around here which I’m
sure explains why I write so many poems.
LOL.  I’m getting close to having enough
poetry pictures for book 15,  so when I
do that I might get started on publishing
books 13, 14 and 15 if I get in the mood.
I’ve already got book 13 converted and
ready for publishing.  I’ll only have 14
and 15 to format and convert.  Of course
I’m sure I’ll keep on writing until I have
nothing left to write 🙂  God only knows
how many books I’ll end up with hehehe.
I’ve written around 12,000 poems and
2,350 of them are poetry pictures LOL.
So,  yes I do write a lot.  I also take a
lot of pictures 🙂   We had to buy new
external hard drives to put all of the
pictures that her and I take.  Our old
external hard drives were getting full.
*******
Bad news,  we just had a power outage
and it crashed my computer and all I
had saved was what is above.  So  I’ll
attempt to continue,  but I doubt that
I will be able to recall anything that I
wrote before,  so this might be short
and sweet.  I’m sort of ticked that I
lost all that I had written being I was
already finished with this week’s poem.
So,  here goes.  Judy went to a corn
roast yesterday at her sister’s house.
I didn’t go,  being I cannot eat corn
on the cob and I wasn’t really in the
mood for being around all of them.
Judy got a message from her a little
bit ago sending an invite to The Corn
 Roast The Sequel.  It will be Labor
Day Monday.  I might go, being Judy
said that they’ll have hamburgers and
hotdogs.   God has been good to us.
LOL aside from the power outage
crashing my computer it has been a
pretty good day.  We feel blessed to
have one another and these 2 loving
little boys/dogs.  We can feel the love
from many angels that watch over
us.  Thank You God for all that You
do for us and all that You will do 🙂
AMEN.  Now I believe I’ll try once
again to read back and find another
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 yet another decent title to
use that I haven’t already used and
now to see if I can do anything with
it.  Here goes…

The Sequel

Beginnings begun
create a phase
times that remind
of distant days.
Creating stories
pathways of life
some as beauty
some with strife.
It’s how we view it
the seasons of style
that creates time
of a frown or smile.
Look for the facts
and don’t misread
a word you heard
started from seed.
Create a pathway
a good life to find
to be the sequel
as heaven divine.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 30,  2020

Well,   there ya go,  poem number 2.
I’m sure it’s not all that great,  but it
will have to do LOL.  I hope you found
some peace and humor among all of
my ramblings.  There’s not much else 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 this time 2 of them are Christmas
poems.  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 silly
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a wonderful 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,  does my eye decieve me,  or is
that an off switch dangling from the
light above me LOL.  How in the heck
did you get up there and why are you
up there.  LOL OH you thought that
I wouldn’t look up huh.  Well I did 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Illumination

An ocean of mind
creates a breeze
illuminating sights
timeless degrees.
Formed from life
as a page with flair
enlightening minds
of a breath of air.
Breathe in deeply
and then exhale
enjoy perspectives
of a timeless tale.
There may be eyes
of a distant gaze
watching our steps
in faraway waves.
It might be above
in a sky of blue
eyes looking down
at me and at you.
It may be a feeling
of which you feel
a life illumination
that times reveal.
Search your mind
and find a place
illuminating sights
times to embrace.
Find you a view
of a great elevation
one with blessings
God’s illumination.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24,  2020

Dreams Adrift

Floating in waters
of a sudden rhyme
dreams can become
an awesome design.
Formed reflections
of me and of you
might come to life
as a rippling view.
They may be vague
becoming clearer
as passing essence
seen within a mirror.
Our dreams of life
may be confused
as blessings arrive
to become infused.
Open up your mind
and let God uplift
showing the truth
with dreams adrift.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 24,  2020

Through The Ripples

Paddling our feet
or walking around
often moves water
of lifetimes abound.
We might not see
what that is hidden
as people move on
often greed driven.
Don’t allow wants
to create your design
for they’ll so often
become a land mine.
Seek for necessity
as time moves along
learning the lessons
of right and wrong.
Discover yourself
from day unto day
through the ripples
a heartbeat’s array.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 25,  2020

Recollections

Thinking dreams
of a timeless gaze
becomes a shadow
of distant days.
Remembering life
as a peaceful sight
with radiant waters
beaming sunlight.
Recalling a scene
or a passing time
life’s recollections
that times entwine.
Becoming a stage
for time to discover
as scenic reflections
our minds uncover.
Peace can begin
as a beating heart
with recollections
of a work of art.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 25,  2020

Morning’s Sun

The curtain’s pulled
a scene’s exposed
maybe of a dream
that time transposed.
Found as a doorway
to a scenic delight
with morning’s sun
alleviating the night.
Time is like an ocean
with waves all about
as some seen ashore
going in ways and out.
It’s just like a page
of rhythms design
as a morning’s sun
tells tales of its time.
It speaks of stories
that have begun
this is the journal
of the morning’s sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Winter’s Stage

A road might form
so wintery white
a seasonal style
a Christmassy sight.
It might even seem
as a place of time
creating illusions
to live in the mind.
A cold snowy road
to a distant place
formed as a dream
that many embrace.
It’s a story of time
a road thereunto
in winter’s stage
of a seasonal view.
A Christmassy feel
from age to age,
it is the magic
in a winter’s stage.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Dreaming Christmas

Some tales begin
as a mere memory
one that of a time
wished then to be.
Creating a moment
of a scenic array
dreaming Christmas
such a magical day.
Starting as a story
with words of rhyme
scenes within scenes
of a special design.
Thinking of a time
remembered so well
as snowflakes falling
creating their spell.
Becoming as magic
the season unleashes
painting everything
as winter releases.
Creating artwork
of a timeless cuisine
centered in moments
 of a wintery scene.
As time ticks on
a sight may become
as a blessing of life
and birth of a son.
The words of songs
might ring of joy
dreaming Christmas
just like a little boy.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 26,  2020

Seeing Green

Different views
in different styles
display so many
frowns and smiles.
We might not think
the same avenue
while seeing green
within our view.
Time may show
a moment’s array
a leaf of life
of another display.
We might not see
all that’s there
and only perceive
a certain flair.
There are many
seeking the wrong
living their life
as a sad, sad song.
Look for beauty
within each day
found perspective
another way.
Change within
the way you view
to seeing green
and not only blue.
Search for the joy
of a living dream
heavens blessings
as seeing green.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 27,  2020

Resonated Sky

The sounds of life
in view of tales
become as stories
a writer compels.
Written as artwork
written as dreams
a resonated sky
of magical scenes.
Encompassing life
of true blue skies
minutes perceived
in a readers eyes.
Perspective of time
as an ageless tale
becomes so alive
as a writers gale.
We might see time
of different hue
one that becomes
as me and you.
Reflecting our eyes
seen in a mirror
what we became
a little bit clearer.
Find what is true
as time goes on
and let it resonate
before it’s gone.
Find your blessings
and let them to fly
becoming then
a resonated sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2020

Beginning Rails

We each may find
a life of pain
the beginning rails
of a choo choo train.
We might even see
a path in view
that looks so right,
but a little bit askew.
There may be stuff
laid all around
that may look safe,
but surely confound.
So many moments
come and go
beginnings begun
that moments bestow.
Look for the signs
a time details
before you take on
the beginning rails.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 28,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 29,  2020

The passing of time
begins with an illusion
that becomes so real.

Tears of a man
are often hidden inside
where ulcers are born.

Walking in the rain
can be a refreshing sight
or sadness to see.

A paper airplane
can fly without an engine,
but it needs some help.

Today begins time
as a counter starts counting
adding the minutes.

Frightened by a storm
many will hide in bad places
thinking it is safe.

Living in a lie
can become many heartbeats
being falsified.

The things that we say
can be repeated in time
as bad memories.

Forms of deception
are often born of a lie
that got out of hand.

The life of a star
might seem to be forever,
but just a short time.

Seasons of despair
will sometimes create journeys
that moments expose.

When one is wasted
on sad intoxication
life might seem too much.

Fears of a haunting
may come from your memories
of something ones said.

Life of a flower
begins as only a seed
that finds strength to grow.

Essence of rainbows
is that of many colors
and a pot of gold.

Stories that we’ve heard
can often become so real
if we imagine.

Listening to rhymes
that a poet reads to you
can become a song.

Passionate people
give forth many forms of hope
that might be sour.

Playing with fire
often means you will get burned
unless it’s contained.

The leaves of autumn
create a stage of colors
that death beautifies.

Now might be a dream
that can become a nightmare
if you don’t wake up.

Beyond the ocean
a sunrise might lay in wait
as night continues.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s little old me again with yet another
realm of rambling.  The weather seems
to be cooling down a little bit.  It’s 75
degrees right now at 2:30 PM and that’s
supposed to be pretty close to what the
coming week is forecasted for.  So,  we
will surely be enjoying that 🙂  I can’t
handle the 80 and above temperatures.
I have heat strokes pretty quickly due
to hot temps.  Anyways,  moving along.
August will soon be over with and that
means so will me being 63 years old 🙂
So I’m  gonna be Livin La Vida Loca
for another week LOL.  Ok so I may
not be living it up crazily,  but I’ll try
to enjoy being alive hehehe.  Judy and
I have made plans on going Miniature
Golfing for my birthday.  She’s never
been.  I think she’ll love it 🙂  We may
later dates have some family to join us
on some miniature golfing.  Anyways,
all that doesn’t begin until next week,
not this week.  This week seems to be
without any doctors appointments so,
that’s great.  I hate going to see the
doctor,  🙂 nothing against my doctor/
PA hehehe.  I just hate doctors clinics
and hospitals.  Judy and I are doing
well or should I say as well as possible.
LOL we’re a sickly bunch.  It’s been
quite boring around these parts.  Not
much going on.  Judy and I made a
couple of trips to Walmart and to the
other grocery stores to buy groceries
and get such.  The second time was to
go and get my prescription refilled 🙂
I took a few pictures there and back
as normal.  I’m a weird one,  being
unlike most up here,  I can’t wait to
see autumn and winter.  I adore the
colors of autumn and when seeing the
first snowflakes floating down from
the sky,  I get all excited and have to
take pictures and videos hehehe. Yep,
I’m more of a wintertime guy,  though
with our new journey to play miniature
golf,  I might find I like summer to a
minute degree LOL as long as it’s not
too hot.  It’s cloudy outside with a few
scattered showers.  It looks as though
we may be having a few days later this
week in the mid to upper 60’s 🙂  LOL,
I had to stop writing for a little bit due
to Rocky wanting me to pet him.  He
loves me for some dumb reason that
I am unaware 🙂  I’m such a mean man.
Anyways,  now he’s sleeping in the floor
right behind me,  so I’ve gotta take care
to not run over him with the wheels of
my chair LOL.  We’ve had our share
of bad times,  but for the most part it
has been pretty good.  God is still at
work watching over us along with all
the angels that He sent and the spirits
that enjoy hanging around with us in
our daily life.  We feel blessed,  being
it could always be worse.  Thank You
God for all that You do and all that
I am sure You will do.  Thank You,
and AMEN.  So I reckon it’s time to
read back on all that I’ve written here,
to see if I can find me a good word or
phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  With that
said it is away I go to that 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 it has not bee used as of yet,
so used it shall be today.  Here goes…

We’ve Had Our Share

Doors and windows
that times infuse
create the patterns
to win or lose.
So many complain
and never smile
when surely others
are walking the mile.
The times and places
that come and go
become as the doors
or time’s window.
We’ve all had times
we thought we’d die
as now and again
says hello or goodbye.
If you need a breath
say a little prayer,
for trust me my friend
we’ve had our share.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 23,  2020

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even a bit of my rambling.  There’s not
much else to tell you.   Rocky is backed
up a little and now I’m not so worried
about rolling over him with the wheels
of my chair LOL.  That’s about all I’ve
got for ya,  other than what I tell you
almost every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
10 more poems and 22 more haiku for
all of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either of them or
both that you like.  Now,  I believe it’s
time for me to start my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Alrighty then,  where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this week?  Hmm,  looking over at my
other monitor I see something dangling
from the camera on top of it hahahaha.
I see ya you silly thing.  The camera is
unplugged so you’re not getting your
picture taken.  How about try hiding.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

Moments Combine

We might see signs
some of the past
strung all around
as shadows cast.
We might even see
a time and place
that reminds us of
a scenic embrace.
The heartfelt sights
we see in dreams
might come to life
in so many things.
We may remember
a season of white
that at the moment
is still within sight.
It may only be you
to see the design
within the scene as
moments combine.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 17,  2020

Scenic Meditation

Just like a dreamworld
within a fantasy
time can come to life
as a heartbeat’s decree.
Finding in a moment
a passage to unwind
as a scenic meditation
found within the mind.
Just like another world
of passing scenes
minutes can become
as life of many things.
Living in our memory
giving stories to tell
as a scenic meditation
with thoughts to expel.
Moments might expose
minutes we recall
that were emotional
and stood out so tall.
Look for the blessings
in each breath of air
in a scenic meditation
joined with a prayer.
 Just like life’s doorway
times may become
that of a dreamworld
as a bright shining sun.
Locate time’s essence
of correct formulation
as peace within mind
in a scenic meditation.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 17,  2020

Silent Perceptions

A dream’s a place
a timeless sight
often in daytime,
but more at night.
Perceptive scenes
become our glance
often so silent as
moonlight’s dance.
We may see times
of signature ages
as its arrangement
shows new pages.
A field may display
a heart’s cuisine
silent perceptions
as a passing dream.
Time might begin
as a flock of birds
seeming to repeat
the distant words.
There may be seen
a shadowy barn
scenic perceptions
ones told as a yarn.
A simple moment
that time began
dreamers dreams
of shifting sand.
Discovered sights
scenic connections
these are found as
silent perceptions.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 18,  2020

Beginnings Begun

Striving perfection
might find flaw
sights of deception
hung in life’s jaw.
We might perceive
a day’s desire
beginnings begun
times to acquire.
A bridge may seem
to hold the path
of which you want
to move real fast.
Yet as you walk on
you may discover
some distant views
moments uncover.
Pay close attention
before you run
to see what’s true
beginnings begun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 19,  2020

Rippling Aspects

Trickling waters
that of the mind
flows as patterns
seen time to time.
Found as a scene
dreams come true
rippling aspects
within our view.
Time’s counting
minutes unfold
beginning sights
young unto old.
Trickling essence
ripples acquire
counted seconds
times to aspire.
We might splash
in certain phase
within the ripples
of passing days.
Our perspectives
a song and dance
might be ripples
times romance.
Search to locate
a timeless peace
one that of love
as never to cease.
One in a prayer
personal affects
times as water
rippling aspects.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 19,  2020

River Flows

Waters of blue
flowing like wine
speaking of ripples
moments to find.
Times illusions
may become seen
within a river
a watery stream.
A stage is born
with life’s desire
as waters flow
a life to admire.
There are many
times life bestows
that our perception
is as a river flows.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 20,  2020

Images of Peace

Sights may display
a snowy embrace
as time so divine
as a scenic enlace.
Creating the sights
to come unfurled
timeless scenes
a dreamer’s world.
We might perceive
a scented sight
within the images
of peace in white.
A wonderful aroma
as love in the air
scenes enhanced
with peaceful flair.
These are blessings
God filled release
answered prayers
as images of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Rails of Changes

So many tracks
may prove derailed
as signs of times
that minds entailed.
Pathways begun
among rails of desire
create the changes
but not in entire.
The rails may be
in needed directions
a time of changes
showing corrections.
As new and old
connects and refines
a lifetime’s changes
live in our minds.
With just a move
or change of the sail
a ship can be lost
in an ocean’s swell.
For even a train
chugging on and on
can land on a rail
that is so wrong.
Search the path
that’s best to travel
rails of changes
that might be gravel.
Seek the truth
as time rearranges,
find what’s best
on rails of changes.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Deep Meditation

Waters of melodies
flow as a phase
speaking the words
of hopeful arrays.
Meditate softly
all that you hear
and find the ripples
of yesteryear.
Take it in deeply
the moments of flow
and feel the breeze
that begins to blow.
Let your minds eye
to see on beyond
the ripples of water
in a reflecting pond.
Now look inwards
and see the path
as your spirit guide
shows shadows cast.
God is with you
each day and night
to give you strength
with His holy light.
So use the tools
of now and again
to bring you peace
and help you begin.
Think of the waters
 with imagination
and find your peace
in deep meditation.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 21,  2020

Waves Encountered

Life might attempt
to pull you with flow
as waves encountered
with times undertow.
Many still struggle
and stand very true
holding to moments
in a deep sea of blue.
Yet so many others
just give up the ship
without even trying
to get a good grip.
Let the waves work
and provide a scene
as time moves onto
an ocean or stream.
 Encountered sights
might seem as shore
a moment’s embrace
that many do adore.
Look deeply within
and make your wish
one that of blessings
as a heaven sent fish.
Given as a doorway
with new ways of life
as crashing of desires
that seems as a knife.
Yet its perception
may be surmounted
filled with blessings
as waves encountered.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 22,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 22,  2020

Time’s within action
counted with daily vision
that becomes our stride.

So many shadows
are often only nightmares
that fear has conceived.

Leaving doors opened
allows good and bad inside,
so watch what enters.

Noticing yourself
within reflections of life
you might see regret.

Painting without paint
needs an imagination
to see what is there.

Opening windows
to let in the aromas
might not go so well.

When tilting your head
you might look intelligent,
but be real stupid.

Learning life’s lessons
often begins with failures
that become as tools.

The length of a chain
does not show the pain withheld,
but only the view.

Hiding your feelings
in a breeze within the wind
can become a storm.

Weeds of a garden
can overwhelm the flowers
leaving them to die.

A leaky tire
might be hard to discover
unless it is heard.

Mountains and molehills
become distinguished factors
when pointing out flaws.

Life is a journey
that many fear to travel
because of unknown.

Paving a pathway
with the choices that we choose
is often bumpy.

Today’s yesterday
might hold a lot of regrets
found in tomorrow.

Seconds evolving
can show minutes and hours
that become our life.

The artwork of clouds
is as unfinished paintings
found always perfect.

Tears of a moment
can often become our strength
in our memories.

Living for right now
can become future poison
as the minutes pass.

Reaching for handles
might find a few hard to hold
if they’re on fire.

Synchronizing thoughts
does not guaranty to work,
for they both may fail.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 22,  2020

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Me on YouTube
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been yet another warm week that
has passed,  but it’s finally cooling up
a bit with temps in the mid to upper
70’s.  I did a little mowing and weed
eating yesterday and due to the meds
that my doctor has me on increasing
my fluid loss,  I almost had a stroke,
I was sweating so profusely.  I mean
I already get dehydrated quickly due
to not having a colon and much of
my small intestines,  but sheesh,  it
was 72 F degrees and I was sweating
as if it were a 100 🙂  I did manage to
get most of the mowing done in five
minute intervals :).  I had to stop and
cool down often to keep from having
a stroke and there was a time or two
that I felt I was having a stroke as I
became dizzy and almost threw up,
but I made it.  Hopefully the doctor
will have me off of those meds soon.
She prescribed them to relieve the
swelling in my feet,  ankles and legs
that the other meds had caused,  but
most of that swelling is gone now,
so hopefully she can get me set up
with a new prescription that will help
to lower my blood pressure and not
cause other issues such as swelling 🙂
Anyways,  next topic.  Right now it
is 70 F degrees at 12 noon.  Not too
bad.  Oh yea,  we’ve finally got us
a place that sells fried chicken LOL.
We had a KFC a year or so ago,  but
it has been long gone and the nearest
is 50 miles north of us.  But now we
have a CHESTER’S  located in the
Irving Truck Stop.  The chicken is
good.  We stopped Friday on the way
home from my doctors appointment
and I bought us a 12 piece meal and
we still have chicken for tonight LOL.
It makes the choices for fast food a
little better.  LOL all we had before
was McDonald’s, Pizza Hut, Domino’s
or Chinese food.  Judy and I like to
every once in a while get something
we do not have to cook.  Not often,
but when we do,  it’s nice to have a
choice.  Oh yea,  we do have Subway.
LOL while I’m rambling I guess I’ll
tell you of a little goof up I did that
you’ll notice when you read the poem
titles hehehe.  I had written one poem
titled Time’s Doorway,  but I forgot
about it and I wrote yet another titled
Time’s Doorways.  I searched through
my previous poems to make sure that
I had not used it before,  but failed to
remember that I had written one this
week,  but thankfully the title is just
a little different LOL.  So if you see
the second title,  don’t think I that
I accidentally posted the same poem
twice 🙂  There’s not been much else
going on around this place.  Other
than what I have told you.  It has
been pretty much same old same old.
My doctor removed my stitches in my
shoulder Friday,  being that was the
reason for my appointment hehehe.
God has been watching over us and
keeping angels around us to help us
when we’re in need.  Thank You God
for all that You do for us and all that
You will surely do.  AMEN.  So,  now
I reckon it’s time for me to have a lil
look back on all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find me a good word or
phrase that I can use for the title for
today’s brand new poem.  And so it’s
off I go to that place of my recollection
that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I believe I found a decent title near the
halfway mark in my rambling that has
not been used and LOL yes I checked
in this weeks poems as well hehehehe,
So,  here goes…

The Choices

Many voices speaking
may make us confused
when hearing the choices
that so many refused.
Look for the truthful
within ones of time
and discover the choices
of a good and bad mind.
Seek for the blessings
that life has within
and choose the choices
that are lesser of sin.
Don’t let ones to confuse
your choices of today,
for they might be only
in a life full of gray.
Let God to guide you
with Heavenly voices
to show the pathway
much better the choices.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 16,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you like the poem.
I never know what I will write until it is
written 🙂  Anyways,  I hope that you
enjoyed my rambling hehehe and it did
not bore you too terribly :).  Judy just
brought me in some cereal for brunch,
so I’m eating and writing.  It’s 72 F at
1 PM now which is still not all that bad.
So that’s about all I have for ya today
aside from what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
and 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 silly hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I
wish you a truly blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we
do too.  Okey dokey,  so where can
that ornery off switch be attempting
to hide this time???  LOL come on
now,  at least try to hide.  Trying to
do sock puppets using my face mask
is not hiding hahaha.  You are so silly!
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.
 
God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
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 🙂

Tiny Stream

Passing sights
of colors collide
creating times
that cannot hide.
They are alive
as future designs
with a window
that time defines.
Rippling waters
an awesome event
displays a phase
a moment’s extent.
Showing a way
its waters bestow
a tiny stream
rain helps to flow.
A heart of life
a flowing dream
mimics us all
as a tiny stream.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 11,  2020

Spectator’s View

Cloudy persuasions
timid at glance
might seem to sing
and also to dance.
Forming illusions
a wondrous array
a spectator’s view
a cloud filled day.
Scenery as artwork
in a sky of blue
compiled together
for a magical view.
Found as a canvas
of sky filled dreams
a spectator’s view
can be many things.
We might see sights
as cars and more
becoming a shape
our minds explore.
They will change
a moment’s display
a spectator’s view
from white to gray.
Just as a storybook
clouds are words
telling their stories
maybe with birds.
Becoming scenes
of then thereunto
as the sky unfolds
a spectator’s view.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 11,  2020

Cold Remembrance

Summertime exposes
what some will dream
wintertime’s coolness
and a snowy cuisine.
The seasonal window
that opens to display
a cold remembrance
of a wintertime’s day.
Summertime scenes
might harness a smile,
but with the sunshine
make sweat compile.
So as we remember
a cool winter breeze
the summer’s essence
is under shade trees.
Find all the beauty
that now may bestow
and find what is best
in sunshine or snow.
There might be scenes
as dreams come true
ocean waves crashing
within a sea of blue.
Yet with the minutes
let seconds to pass on
creating sights to see
until they are gone.
Locate a dreamworld
as a wintertime dance
as one that displays
a cold remembrance.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 11,  2020

Life Exposed

Just as a window
time gives views
scenes in scenes
times that infuse.
Distant doorways
will open and close
displaying scenes
a flower or rose.
You may even see
a moment’s pond
with life exposed
going on and on.
Let your pathway
within the mind
to find the peace
of time to time.
Don’t let a second
a mind proposed
to be only sad,
find life exposed.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 12,  2020

The Sky’s Night Light

Nighttime transforms
the day into the dark
becoming as a dream
for ones to embark.
It glistens so brightly
in the sky up above
that large orb of light
as an essence of love.
With time ticking on
it creates a stage
with stars as actors
the coming of age.
Then comes the moon
with its story to tell
the sky’s night light
as life’s wishing well.
It begins as a voyage
as awaiting dreams
while it goes around
creating its scenes.
Some within starlight
of a twinkling view
and some as clouds
in a day sky of blue.
Many might envision
the starlight beyond
as the moon’s keeper
displaying its song.
That sight of illusions
that’s so very bright
is the orb of wonder,
the sky’s night light.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 12,  2020

Running Home

When winds blow
our hearts desires
our wantings flow
as raging fires.
Seeking for home
for moments rest
running quickly
like a contest.
Two little doggies
run side by side
seeking for treats
when then inside.
It may be illusion
a time of the past
as two dogs ran
to get home fast.
Yet a mere photo
may show a zone
with our two dogs
running home.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 12,  2020

Time’s Doorway

Opening portals
time is begun
just as windows
let in the sun.
Maybe the eyes
times explore
are as a window
or of a door.
Opening widely
to let time in
past and present
like the wind.
Times perceived
within a view
can surely show
what is true.
Becoming a life
a distant day
minutes exposed
time’s doorway.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 13,  2020

Coming of Time

Roads of a journey
can become amiss
as time moves on
and creates its list.
It might become
as a seasonal view
the coming of time
of an old and anew.
Seeming a fairytale
in a mirror of time
life is as artwork
a mind to define.
Becoming seasons
of song and dance
the coming of time
shows its romance.
Seen as our rhythm
as we move along
tapping our feet
as we sing a song.
Joining moments
as a sunshine sky
the coming of time
gives its own reply.
It’s our reflections
down dusty roads
pathways designs
a moment bestows.
So many people
confuse the design
and miss the truth,
the coming of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 13,  2020

Blue Persuasions

Emotional moments
can unleash a style
times of remembrance
that ripples compile.
Becoming as pictures
a heartbeat compels
forming a time frame
that memory swells.
Then as a stage door
our life may expose
memories of then days
that smell like a rose.
The art of a moment
might become a view
with blue persuasions
of then to be anew.
Grasping the seconds
as breath to breathe
time becomes patterns
for ones to perceive.
Find all the blessings
that Heaven displays
within the very heart
of the passing days.
We might see a time
that opens up wide
becoming as a window
we can look inside.
Don’t let the pictures
of special occasions
to become but only
as blue persuasions.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 14,  2020

Time’s Doorways

Dwindling seconds
passing of ages
time is as a bridge
of different stages.
Formed as thought
a thinking array
life takes journeys
for a new display.
Searching for style
of another view
a time’s doorways
might then infuse.
Becoming a glance
a timeless scene
you might rekindle
a passing stream.
Moments emotions
within a phase
are as the minutes
a time’s doorways.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 15,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 15,  2020

Living in a lie
can become a domino
with lies multiplied.

Needless arguments
can spawn many hurricanes
in midst of a storm.

Velocity of time
presents itself in your life
as it passes by.

Looking to the stars
you might discover a few
looking back at you.

Creating journeys
without knowing where to go
can end in trouble.

Beyond what we see
may be life of another
that we don’t perceive.

Riding down the road
you might pass a few houses
that give memories.

Glancing blows on life
can often put it to sleep
with essence of death.

Moments illusions
will sometimes seem factual,
but be only dreams.

Building perspectives
of a random idea
might turn up empty.

Challenging dewdrops
can find patience getting thin
as drops slowly form.

Painting a canvas
with but only your eyesight
can leave it empty.

Windows of our lives
show us the good and the bad
that may have regrets.

Storms raging at sea
can become story tellers
as waves start to write.

As a breath is breathed
it displays our life and death
within a moment.

Memories of fall
can enlighten the colors
inside of your mind.

Our words without thoughts
might be regretful later
as ones remember.

Various moments
can become shadows of life
without us knowing.

An old book of time
can become a way to live
either good or bad.

Shouting at loved ones
only lessens what they hear,
for it’s only noise.

Speaking too quickly
without knowing what is true
can make you the fool.

Amidst an echo
there is the true sound within
that lives on and on.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 15,  2020

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Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
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and Old Fashioned Christmas site
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My Animal’s Greetings site below
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Me on YouTube
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been another fairly warm week,  but
it is gradually cooling down.  Life at the
Pearce’s Place is on the norm LOL,  but
on a different note,  I had the tumor on
my right shoulder removed Friday. Now
my shoulder is a little bit sore,   but by
next Friday when I have the stitches out,
it should be better.  It doesn’t hurt bad.
LOL Mostly the darn thing itches and
drives me batty hehehe.  I put a little
dab of Hydrocortisone anti itch cream
on it and that eased the itching a little.
I also had the doc/PA to freeze off a big
mole on my back.  Ok,  so do you recall
me telling you about my swelled feet and
ankles?  Well,  I went to see her Monday
and she took me off of the blood pressure
meds that were causing the swelling and
put me on some that makes me go pee
an excessive amount to lose the fluids
and by Friday I had already lost 6 lbs
of fluids LOL.  My feet and ankles are
much better,  but I am tired of peeing 🙂
Anyways,  that’s my so called life LOL.
I just now fixed Judy and I some brunch.
Now I am eating while I write.  So what
else has gone on around this place????
Hmm,  well it’s been not too eventful in
these parts.  Yesterday (Saturday) Judy
went over to her sister Trudy’s house
for a cook out.  I was still a bit on the
sore side and stayed home and did my
writings and what not.  Right now it is
84 F degrees.   It’s supposed to be in the
mid to lower 80’s all week.  That’s not
too bad,  but still too warm for me,  so
I reckon I’ll be staying indoors quite a
bit 🙂  My weather program shows a little
rain for Wednesday.  That could change
at the drop of a hat though.  Judy found
out that the diner at the Irving truck stop
 in town sells chicken to go,  so we have
made plans to one day this week stop
and get us some.  The nearest Chicken
place such as KFC is 50 miles away 🙂
LOL we lead such an exciting life huh.
I think I mentioned a week or so ago
about my computer chair breaking,
but just in case I didn’t,  it did and I’ve
ordered a new one that should be here
hopefully soon.  Then I can give this
chair back to Judy.  She has shorter
legs and uses her laptop,  so she sits
a lot lower than I do.  She’s using a
chair that we have kept in here for our
grandson Christian when he came to
stay for the weekends.  We miss him
a whole lot,  though we knew that the
day would come that he would grow
up and start other things in his life.
It doesn’t stop us from missing him.
Now I know how my grandparents
felt when I moved on with my life.
I’ve done a lot of reflecting on those
days and I regret moving so quickly.
We all have a few regrets in our lives.
Unfortunately they do happen and
time continues its pathways through
assorted doorways.  I thank God for
the chances through splendor that
my life has drifted through.  I should
also thank God for the many mishaps
in my life that taught me a few lessons
and made me stronger.  Yes they were
grueling,  but necessary to make me
who that I am.  Judy and I can feel
God’s presence with us as we go about
our daily strides.  Thank You God for
always being there for us and sending
a multitude of angels to watch over us.
Now,  I believe it’s time for me to read
back on all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a good word or phrase that
I can use for the title for today’s brand
new poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE…..
I believe I may have stumbled on a
decent title just about a quarter of a
ways back through my rambling and
now after checking I see that it has not
been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Reflecting

Time is a stage
with so many scenes
giving conclusions
fulfilling our dreams.
It might fall gray
as minutes move on
when soon a moment
is then long gone.
We may one day see
a time in a mirror
reflecting a moment
seen a bit clearer.
Yet when it existed
it passed you on by
not seeing seconds
and how fast they fly.
You might even see
yourself in a child
reflecting on a day
that you too ran wild.
Remember the good
that time’s projecting
when you find you’re
but only reflecting.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 9,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even my rambling 🙂  There’s
not much else to tell you.  The boys are
doing well.  Boys as in our dogs Benny
and Rocky for the new readers hehehe.
It looks to be a pretty day today from
what I can see out the window.  I might
go outside with the boys and play with
them if I get to feeling up to it 🙂  I’m
sure they would love it.  Anyways,  that’s
all I’ve got for ya other than what I tell
you every week and that is,  I wrote a
few more poems and haiku for ya.  Yep,
10 more poems and 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 silly hardly
ellusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a wonderful week and may it be full
of blessings.  Okie dokie,  so where is
that confounded off switch trying to hide
this time???  Hmm,  LOL you’re gonna
have to start finding new hiding spots.
You’ve hidden behind my nose spray too
many times.  Plus being that you aren’t
able to be still,  you’ve always got the
bottle rocking LOL.  Try harder dude 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉
PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!

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

Day of Grace

Times divine
sudden scenes
finds a home
within dreams.
A day begins
minutes move
showing true
a daily groove.
Becoming life
of heart’s array
life as waves
lives day to day.
Time lives on
day and night
within scenes
changing sight.
Try and find
a certain taste
Heaven’s kiss
a day of grace.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 2,  2020

Colors Precede

Minds of a moment
can often begin
creating turnstiles
of now and again.
Seasons displaying
might be a stage
as colors preceding
that moments engage.
Creating viewpoints
within the leaves
life might seem as
a spider’s weave.
Time in perspective
enhances scenes
as lifetimes designs
of wonderful things.
Within the distance
ones might find
scenes bestowing
autumn’s design.
Scenes from nature
giving us a glance
sung within ripples
 as a heavenly dance.
 Giving us a picture
as a scenic view
formed on a stage
of then thereunto.
Take in the beauty
all that you need
leaving the others
letting colors precede.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 2,  2020

Summertime’s Sun

Sun of morning
shines so bright
unleashing time
to extinguish night.
Seconds tick on
leaving in place
summertime’s sun
of life’s embrace.
Acting as a door
a summery day
it swings open
in a magical way.
Joined by songs
within a breeze
summertime’s sun
as a time to seize.
Seek the beauty
before it’s done
finding peace in
summertime’s sun.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 3,  2020

Living Pictures

Moments discoveries
challenge our sight
pictures upon pictures
of seagulls in flight.
The ocean of waves
might seem real calm
as pictures come alive
to then continue on.
Creating perspectives
scenes within blue
as the sky’s reflections
with a cloudy hue.
If you are searching
for a moment in time
you may just discover
a wonderful design.
It might have a story
written with words
formed within pictures
of a few sea birds.
Fluttering as angels
above an ocean scene
maybe to become as
a moment’s dream.
It may seem illusion
as a view displays
becoming as a picture
of our distant days.
Find a perspective
of a blessing’s design
within living pictures
to live in your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 3,  2020

Summer Breeze

Fragrant aromas
times own detail
summer awakens
to surely prevail.
Creating pictures
for us to partake
capturing photos
times wide awake.
Time is a display
found in a view
seeming heavenly
to help you renew.
Giving you peace
as times to attain
formed in our life
as a windowpane.
Time finds ways
in fields and trees
that gives life to
a summer breeze.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 4,  2020

Suddenly Shadows

The fissures in time
might open real wide
letting in shadows
of minds scenic ride.
Creating memories
with timeless desires
filled with illusion
a heartbeat acquires.
Suddenly our mind
finds wonderful views
seasons of grandeur
and choices to choose.
Finding the rhythm
as a pathway to trod
shadows reflections
as heartbeats of God.
Breathe in a breath
of the seasonal flows
finding your peace
in suddenly shadows.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5,  2020

A Single Breath

Looking deeply
within our mind
a single breath
forms a design.
Becoming fuel
a timeless seed
a single breath
to then proceed.
Leaving a stage
as ageless dreams
sewing together
magical scenes.
A breath of life
as an open door
becomes alive
as shore to shore.
Creating a path
of so many views
that might only
surely bemuse.
Breathe in deep
a new day’s sky,
then let it be as
some wings to fly.
 Let the sadness
to fall from you
and find a day
of another view.
You can learn
from what’s left
as you breathe
a single breath.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 5,  2020

Beyond The Clouds

We might perceive
but only a storm
when gazing above
and seeing it born.
Yet in the moment
it might only be
clouds rearranging
a new sight to see.
Beyond the scenes
might be the sun
found as awaiting
a moment of fun.
It may even show
a place of dreams
seeming so timeless
as seasons cuisines.
Becoming a portal
a pathway of sky
cloudy formations
that seem to fly.
Artwork of Heaven
might then display
a time and place
of white unto gray.
For our perception
may only perceive
minutes passing
awaiting to leave.
Time may awaken
what heaven allows
rain with rainbows
beyond the clouds.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 6,  2020

Memorized Minds

We often remember
a time and a place
found in memories
of a familiar face.
Seeming as dreams
of a made up time,
but be as turnstiles
remembered design.
Time’s written down
as a wondrous view
maybe of a moment
wished now so true.
Memories of a place
might have a flow
within the pictures
of a season of snow.
Time might display
some magical finds
found in photos of
memorized minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 6,  2020

Seasons of Soul

When seasons come
within their style
they might bring
a moment’s smile.
There might be pain
with sad avenues
in seasons of soul
choices we choose.
Found in a doorway
a stage comes alive
bringing in windows
of times to contrive.
A life of connections
moments bestowed
becomes perspective
as our life’s alamode.
We might encounter
a pathway of leaves
as autumn’s colors
found in the breeze.
Life is with changes
as day meets night
providing blessings
enhancing our sight.
So many viewpoints
become as our gaze
when ones sadness
melds within ways.
Search for blessings
within each goal
and be enlightened
in seasons of soul.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 7,  2020

Haiku
for Aug 8,  2020

Time is just numbers
that’s often clocks on the wall
telling their story.

A moment we miss
might come back in a nightmare
that’s filled with regret.

Moving a mountain
happens often real slowly
and not in our sight.

Scenes we often see
might only be illusions
that we bring to life.

Patience is acquired
through a life of conundrums
that might wear us down.

Respect for others
will often be your shadow
walking behind you.

Trying not doing
makes not a true commitment,
so do what you can.

Many of our thoughts
are held within a portal
of our doubts and fears.

Stages of desire
will often become our needs
living in a lie.

Trials and errors
that many view as failures
might be as teachers.

Counting the breezes
that blow within our lifetimes
we might find our breath.

Within emotions
there are many decisions
that might not be right.

Between right and wrong
lies a few choices to choose
to create a path.

Windows of our soul
can become tarnished memoirs
in need of some prayer.

With various speeds
comes different perception
with minutes that pass.

Enlightened doorways
might show glances from within
as a warning sign.

Traveling concepts
can often be only dreams
that the mind creates.

Passion of flowers
becomes a living array
of seasonal sights.

The storms in our life
can create strength within us
if we don’t give in.

Lasting impressions
are often within mistakes
that we made one day.

The stem of a rose
holds many thorns to protect
so it can blossom.

Current conditions
might be just a passing phase
of a breath we breathe.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 8,  2020

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

Being that I got all of my poems and
haiku done with Friday,  I thought I
would get an early start on writing my
journal 🙂  so here it is,  Saturday and
as Jackie Gleason would say time to
time on The Honeymooners hehehe,
“Away we go”.  Yeppers,  I managed
to get all 10 of my poems and 22 of
my haiku written by Friday.  I might
write a poem or two tomorrow when
I get done with the journal or if I get
the journal all written and ready to
publish today I might send it tonight
or I might only send it out Sunday 🙂
LOL I don’t want to confuse people.
But I might end up sending it later
tonight.  Anyways,  on with ramble
mode.  This past week has been a
warm one.  I have an appointment
with my doctor/PA Monday and I
hope she can do something about
my ankles and feet that are swelling
and making it difficult to walk.  Also
I want her to try and do something
with the tumor on my shoulder that
I had removed a couple of years ago
and it has returned.  It is causing a
lot of pain on my shoulder,  making
it hard to sleep.  So let’s get off of
my ailments and find something else
to ramble about.  My neighbor came
over today delivering some mail that
had gotten put in their mailbox and
he told me he bought a riding mower
and for me not to worry about doing
any mowing if my ankles hurt too
much.  We’ve got a great neighbor 🙂
He brought over in a wheelbarrow
the other day 3 boxes of food and
now it looks like we will be having
potatoes and cheese for dinner often
LOL.  We put the 3 jugs of milk in
the freezer.  We’ll thaw it as we need
it.  I keep telling him that we do not
need all of that,  but he insist 🙂   It
won’t go to waste.  Judy and I are
doing well.   We have our fair share
of problems,  but God helps us along
as well as many angels and friendly
spirits that watch over us.  It’s 77 F
degrees right now as 5:40 PM.  The
high is supposed to be 79.  Up here
it’s August when the temperatures
start dropping unlike Texas when
the heat keeps rising.  I do not miss
the heat,  but I do miss my family
and friends.  Of course with this
darn pandemic even if I still lived
in Texas I might not see anybody.
Life goes on.  I thank God for my
gift of writing and photography 🙂
Yeppers,  it explains why I write so
many poems and do so many poetry
pictures LOL.   It is spawned from
boredom hehehe.  I’m hoping that
Judy and I will get the chance to go
and play Miniature Golf.  I know
she will love it.  Judy’s never been
miniature golfing.  I enjoyed doing
it back many decades ago,  but it’s
something you don’t want to do by
yourself or at least I don’t.  Nope
that and going out to eat are among
the many things that I could never
enjoy doing alone.  I reckon that
also explains why I have only been
to a couple of movies and concerts.
Even though,  I have survived and
my poetry,  photography and music
have played a big part and helping
me along.  God has put Judy in my
life and I am very thankful for that.
Life can always be much worse,  so
I’m thankful for what I have.  God
has been good to us and allowed all
that needs to happen for us to grow.
Thank You God for all that You do
and all that You will most surely do.
AMEN.  Now I believe it is time for
me to begin reading back on all that
I’ve written here to see if I can find
a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that lil
place of my recollection that like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think
I may have found a decent title just
about a quarter 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.  Here goes…

Many Things

The sights we see
of times details
bring conclusions
wishing wells.
So many things
might find a way
to enter within
as a time of gray.
Yet there’s chance
to change the view
with many things
we say and do.
Look for peace
within the stars
finding a rhythm
of Venus and Mars.
Allow your mind
to drift beyond
the many things
that pile upon.
Find the blessings
in your dreams
and turn them loose
in many things.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 1,  2020

Well,  there ya go.  I hope you liked
the poem and maybe even a little of
my rambling 🙂  So,  it’s 6:50 PM now
and it’s still 77 F degrees.  I use the F
for Fahrenheit for many my readers
in other countries that use Celsius or
centigrade which is actually 1 of the
same 🙂  77 F degrees in Celsius is a
cool 170.6 F LOL.  Just a lil warm.
Oh yea,  one of my old friends from
many years back D Tuley passed on.
He was a good man.  I send prayers
to the family.   Now that’s about all
I have for ya other that what I tell
you every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
10 more poems and 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,  with that
said I reckon it’s time for me to be
searching for that silly old off switch,
but not before I wish you a safe and
happy weekend and a truly blessed
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where’s that
off switch trying to hide this time?
Where oh where can you be hiding
you ornery switch of time?  Are
you just watching me hunt, while
waiting for me to find LOL?  Hey
I’m a silly poet,  What can I say?
Anyways,   I see you hiding there
under my face mask again.  LOL,
do you forget that it moves when
you move.  Find somewhere else
to hide next time.  I know,  I got
an early start on writing and made
ya have to rush,  surely you can
find a better place to hide.  You
should have this room memorized
by now LOL.  Try harder dude…
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzz.

 
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 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

A Moment’s Reflection

Time is as a keeper
of lifetimes emotions
a moment’s reflection
as deep as the oceans.
It might be a river
that’s pouring desires
reflecting reflections
of which never tires.
Formed by the sun
seeming as a mirror
as reflections reflected
that become clearer.
Days bring us views
that of scenic illusion
formed within time
becoming confusion.
A minute’s passing
becomes a memory
created from patterns
of moments we see.
Scenes from a time
with a minute or two
can become alive
as times thereunto.
Enlightening pages
of turnstiles dreams
reflective refractions
might mimic streams.
Becoming mirrors
of a scenic deception
life can become as a
moment’s reflection.

©By Bill Pearce
July 27,  2020

Summer Fields

The amber colors
minutes expose
can be the same as
a springtime rose.
Seen as a painting
a time of desire
is a summer field
seeming as fire.
The amber waves
as breezes blow
in summer fields
with elegant flow.
Becoming artwork
of a scenic sight
is a summer field
amidst daylight.
It opens up doors
to timeless yields
as seasonal beauty
in summer fields.

©By Bill Pearce
July 27,  2020

Ocean of Time

Walking in the grains
of a summery view
life can be pictures
of me and of you.
An ocean style dream
of a time long ago
can be enlightened
and begin to grow.
Forming time portals
as a venturous style
becoming emotions
of a time of erewhile.
Time seems like magic
as smiles on a face
an ocean of life
for you to embrace.
Remember the places
found as a rhyme
living as memories
an ocean of time.

©By Bill Pearce
July 28,  2020

Time Runs Dry

So many viewpoints
of so many ways
create perspectives
good unto grays.
Time’s in the photos
we may perceive
pictured as portals
that many achieve.
Yet as with decisions
choices we choose
the time runs dry
and we win or lose.
The seconds tick on
and form a face
deep within minds
of a time or place.
The pages may turn
and say goodbye
becoming memories
as time runs dry.

©By Bill Pearce
July 29,  2020

Old Purple Chair

Life is a moment
a place we recall
as a place to sit
or a place to fall.
A painting of time
becomes a place
a timeless scene
with firm embrace.
It may encompass
a moment or two
as a place to sit
to enjoy the view.
Find the beauty
in a breath of air
formed within an
old purple chair.

©By Bill Pearce
July 29,  2020

Take a Break

Find a spot
to rest your feet
a place in life
to beat the heat.
Sit for a while
and look around
see the sights
upon the ground.
Then look up
to the sky of blue
or cloudy day
an awesome view.
Seek the style
of scenic arrays
now and thens
wonderful ways.
Find a spot
you can partake
with a view
to take a break.

©By Bill Pearce
July 29,  2020

Sky of Voice

Distant words
of scenic sights
speak of days
and also nights.
Speech becomes
a distant view
a sky of voice
for me and you.
It is a place
a point in time
a sky of voice
of clouds design.
Like an actor
upon a stage
moments scenes
of age to age.
Many blessings
filled with love
a sky of voice
from up above.
Scenic dreams
before our eyes
become so true
in cloudy skies.
Godly sights
of times rejoice
as they become
a sky of voice.

©By Bill Pearce
July 30,  2020

Morning Begins

Heaven sent scenes
of a morning sunrise
might be as doorways
sights for our eyes.
Unfathomed dreams
of timeless perception
found as a phase of
moments connection.
Waves might begin
telling of their lore
with endless sentences
that crash ashore.
You might find time
as sands on a beach
breathing in deep
what eyes can reach.
Forming doorways
to blessings arrays
that may seem unreal
as time displays.
Open your mind up
to see Heaven’s art
as living paintings
of a God filled heart.
Listen to the waves
of each passing sight
and find the blessings
within the sunlight.
Even in the darkness
Lord God transcends
bringing new days
as morning begins.

©By Bill Pearce
July 30,  2020

Living Trails

Like a jungle
of many vines
our living trails
a mind defines.
Becoming art
of distant days
timeless sights
of many displays.
We might see
a time or two
that looks like
a preceding view.
It may seem
a turning page
a view of life
on another stage.
Heaven’s hue
of endless tales
tells us stories
on living trails.

©By Bill Pearce
July 31,  2020

Scenes Up Close

Faraway ventures
brought into view
become as pictures
so heavenly true.
Found as memory
times from afar
are ages of life
shining like a star.
Time’s perception
becomes as a page
turned by the wind
of a daily stage.
Yet when faraway
becomes so near
each view we see
might not be clear.
Their distant view
from so faraway
might be estranged
of times display.
For with a picture
is a photograph
a sort of memoir
times from the past.
Find it as Heaven
a picture to take
momentous scenes
times to remake.
Within perception
of choices chose
pictures become
as scenes up close.

©By Bill Pearce
July 31,  2020

Haiku
for July 31,  2020

Searching for moments
in the midst of hurricanes
needs a little prayer.

Leaves within autumn
are as memories of life
that changes colors.

Time is a number
that many will misconceive
as they’re wasting it.

Flavors of ice cream
are as independent styles
the same as people.

Drawing in doorways
with a hopeful persuasion
might discover walls.

Cherishing the weeds
that only take away life
can also take yours.

Rolling hills of time
can become secret seasons
hidden from your eyes.

Life in a ripple
can often become a wave
if it’s not contained.

When turning pages
we might overlook stories
that stuck together.

Extra large wishes
can bring trouble by the loads
so keep them simple.

Yearning for others
can bring much sadness to you
as dreams fade away.

Living in a shell
will prevent any lessons
and leave you helpless.

Our doors and windows
can become as enablers
inducing our wants.

Feeding one some fish
needs to involve teaching them
how to catch a fish.

When losing control
our paths become dynamite
that anger has lit.

Pointing out failure
might show your lack of vision
not seeing what’s learned.

Independent thoughts
can merge with many others
and become alive.

Challenges of life
can become our futures tools
if we learn from them.

We are as flowers
some with more thorns than flowers,
but yet we’re flowers.

Breathing in fear
only unleashes worry,
so try to be brave.

Various ages
bring things we will remember
or wish to forget.

Windows of our mind
will get cluttered with moments
that life through our way.

©By Bill Pearce
July 31,  2020

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