Life Memories


Hello my friends

This passed week has been mostly full
of rain,  but there was one day of that
old sunshine and I loved it.  Today it’s
mostly cloudy and windy as all get out.
The sun’s out there somewhere and it
pokes its head out ever so often hehehe.
It’s 62 F degrees right now with a high
forecasted as 65,  but tomorrows high
is supposed to be 52 F and of course,
100% more rain LOL.  I was unable to
get much of any sleep this morning due
to aches and pains,  so I came in here
and sat a while.  I brought the boys
in here with me and shut the door so
that they would let Judy sleep.  So,
Benny laid down in his doggy bed,
but Rocky camped out right in front
of the door listening for Judy LOL.
She finally got up and Rocky began
spinning in circles from excitement 🙂
They love their mom hehehe.  Next
topic.  I have a copy of my new book.
It came out very nice.  One of my
friends in Texas called me late last
night all excited.  He got home late
and found his copy of my book was
waiting for him at the his front door.
He was literally ecstatic.  Anyways,
as I said,  the book came out great 🙂
Judy also published a new book called
Stardust and Faeries which is a follow
up of one of her previous books titled
Moonlight and Owls.  LOL we’re just
a couple of writers striving to sell some
of our books.  Judy has done many
more paintings and yes I have written
many more poetry pictures or picture
poems,  how ever ya wanna say it LOL.
Yep,  I’m already about a 3rd of the way
done with book number 4 🙂 hehehehe.
Boy that wind is really blowing hard
outside.  The tarp that I had put over
the benches and the boys doghouse
has blown to pieces and it’s flapping in
the breeze.  Also the kiddy/dog pool
that I had set on top of them all has
blown off and is now lying on the
grown upside down with but only the
rainwater that collected on it to keep
it from blowing away.  It might end
up in Canada before it’s over with 🙂
We really need to buy the boys a new
doghouse,  but they do spend more
time inside than outside hehehe.  We
might one day when we have enough
money to spare.  For now the little
doghouse we bought for Benny back
in 2012 will do.  There’s not much
new going on around here.  It seems
that Judy and I have learned to use
our gifts as a bond.  She paints and
I put words to her paintings.  She’s
now in the living room working on a
craft.  I thought I would get an early
start on this journal.  Though I am
chatting with a friend at the same
time.  Also Rocky is right behind me
wanting me to play with him.  He’ll
have to wait LOL.  Things are banging
around outside from the wind blowing.
Rather noisy.  Also,  Judy hung her
wind chimes up in the window and they
are chiming away.  They’re another
of her many crafts.  She’s just getting
good at many things.  All I’m good
at is poetry,  photography,  playing
the drums and being a pain in the
butt LOL.  None the less I do stay
busy.  It’s looking more and more
like springtime outside,  but there’s
still not many trees with leaves on
them aside from the evergreens and
such.  The grass has begun to turn
green.  Now just waiting for those
sneeze weeds to start popping up 🙂
You know which ones I’m talking
about hehehe.  I do though enjoy
the colors that decorate the field
when the dandelions and daisies
start making their appearance 🙂
Thank You God for all that You
give us to enjoy that comes with
the seasons of the year.  They make
magnificent photographs and life
memories.  I guess it’s time for me
to take a little trip back through
all of my rambling 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 like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.  I think I found a decent
title just a few lines back that will
work for today’s poem and now
after checking I see I have not used
it yet,  so,  here goes…….

Life Memories

Links to our lives
as the oceans waves
flourish a heartbeat
of distant days.
Maybe a four legged
time that has passed
displays the memories
that went by too fast.
Those seasons of life
that time had displayed
become as a blessing
our Father had made.
Links as a chain
might find a little rust
as our life memories
will attempt to adjust.
Don’t let the moments
to pass you on by.
Seek for the lessons
of who, where and why.
Let the life memories
to not fade away,
for they are of part of
who you are today.

©By Bill Pearce
May 7,  2017

Ok,  so there ya go.  I hope you liked
the poem.  I also hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  Yes I know,  I tend to talk
about our books quite a bit.  Hey I’m
very proud of them 🙂  We might not be
top publishing authors,  but we’re doing
our best.  Maybe 1 day LOL.  After I’m
dead and gone HaHaHa.  Judy is back
in here now.  The cheap sewing machine
that I bought many years ago wouldn’t
work.  To the trash.  It was a cheap little
thing that looked good on the internet,
but when I got it found it was not as
good as I thought it would be.  LOL
but then it only cost me around $15 🙂
and that was including shipping hehehe.
So Judy said,  back to the old needle
and thread by hand LOL.  She’ll get
it done.  Well 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.  Yeppers 10
more poems with an added 8 due to
my work on picture poems.  Hopefully
you can visualize the pictures as you
read the poems.  LOL other wise you
will just have to buy our books hehehe.
I also wrote 22 more haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that
you like.  Now,  I believe it’s time for
me to begin my search for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a wonderful weekend or whatever’s
left of it and a truly blessings filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that
silly off switch trying to hide this time?
Hmm,  (scratching my head) where
can that little varmint be hiding????
LOL,  I see ya,  you silly thing.  Trying
to hide behind my cameras piled up
on my printer huh hehehe.  It might
of worked aside from the issue of you
not being able to blend in with them.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
and Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our book 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+8 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

The Ballerina

This one that dances
on toes in sight
is the ballerina
a magical flight.
She dances around
like a little angel
as the ballerina
a time to untangle.
She might reach up
to touch the stars
like the ballerina
is mimicking Mars.
Twirling around
on her tippy toes
as the ballerina’s
life surely flows.
She might be seen
as a moment in space
as the ballerina
dances with grace.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017


We find our ways
to look beyond
our own ways
from dusk to dawn.
Exploring sights
we dream about
as life’s discovered
without a doubt.
Exploring oceans
and outer space,
the scenes we seek
from place to place.
Seeking for life
of another way,
but yet that life
might now display
The living breathing
lives we seek
might be the ones
we see each week.
We’re all unique
as time flies by
seeking for answers
who, where and why.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

Summer Beckons

Certain scenes
a timeless view
displays the sights
a dream come true.
Summer beckens
things to see
a river flowing
true and free.
Trees of green
right then unfold
the stage is set
a story’s told.
Summer beckens
life goes on
to paint a scene
for duck and swan.
Life’s a journey
timeless true
to display things
for us to view.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

River Flowing

Like a river
lives are flowing
with their details
time’s bestowing.
Scenes become
a certain flair
headed out to
who knows where.
A river flowing
like a mind
scenes of dreams
to then unwind.
Stories written
many read
waters rampant
to succeed.
A river flowing
giving breath
life’s encounters
more or less.
Now’s a moment
often growing
as a lifestyle
river flowing.

©By Bill Pearce
May 1,  2017

Winter’s Recital

A time I remember
a time I recall
is a magical moment
that came after fall.
Winter’s recital
in a wondrous display
brought many scenes
in a whitish array.
Performance enhanced
with a seasons delight
seeming as a painting
a magical sight.
Christmas beginnings
with a so scenic flair
as winter’s recital
a new breath of air.
Snow was billowing
a Christmassy view
life of the season
so fresh and anew.
Time was depicted
within a photograph
as winter’s recital
of a so distant past.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Road Through Winter

Life of a moment
lives as a thought,
timeless emotions
that cannot be bought.
A seasonal second
that minutes display,
a momentous journey
to wintertime’s day.
A road through winter
as a simple memory
becomes as a doorway
our inner sights see.
Such as a road that’s
seasoned with snow,
enhanced as a journey
that surely will grow.
Life of a moment
can become anything,
a time you remember
beginning of spring.
A road through winter
can display a view,
a time so sublime
that surely comes true.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

This Little Barn

Passing days
of timeless views
bring in sight
a weathered hue.
A little barn
within our drive
seems to say
it’s still alive.
This little barn
it has big a heart
weathered true
but still in art.
The life it shows
is in its wood
reddish color
where it stood.
Time was found
a moments yarn
of which detailed
this little barn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

So Christmassy

A scene a theme
that comes in sight,
it seems so great
it’s what I delight.
It is so Christmassy
times that display,
the magical moments
of wintertime’s day.
Christmas snow flakes
that landed on trees,
encompassing times
as awesome as these.
Life is abundant
so fluffy and white,
found so Christmassy
each day and night.
Times are recorded
as greatest we’ve seen,
life so Christmassy
it must be a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Field Of Flowers

Like a painting
my eyes see
a field of flowers
life set free.
As a memoir
life is made
many blessings
then displayed.
A field of flowers
painted true
found within
my wildest view.
Scenic colors
open wide
a field of flowers
time applied.
So much scented
with a gaze
a field of flowers
summers days.

©By Bill Pearce
May 2,  2017

Painted Ocean

Life of blue skies
lives and breathes
as it highlights
deep blue seas.
A painted ocean
comes in view
scenic wonders
painted blue.
Time’s a place mat
serving style
waves a crashing
scenes compile.
Life of artwork
falls in place
with the help of
saving grace.
God gives many
things to see
timeless ventures
for you and me.
A painted ocean
finds the frame
within minutes
times attain.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

Bedtime Story

Found in a book
words do describe
a dream so supreme
with life deep inside.
A story of Heaven,
a story of peace.
A story of lifestyles
time can’t release.
Within the book
is a great mystery
a time so complete
you truly can see.
A bedtime story
so many times told
a dream so supreme
that lifetimes unfold.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

God’s Trail

Some paths we find
are not so great
they only make us
Yet some paths
some tracks of time
are made by God
with things to find.
God’s trail is seen
when time is ceased
and life we live
is then released.
We might find tracks
that have a train
a locomotive
with much pain.
But the courses
that we go
will find God’s trail
to rightly flow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 3,  2017

Waves Of Thunder

Through our lives
we might be found
always seeking
solid ground.
Waves of thunder
churn and roar
as we’re seeking
safe ashore.
God gives strength
to go through time
waves of thunder
that we find.
When life’s crashing
as you’re rowing
your life boat
is truth bestowing.
Time might become
hard to see,
but you’ll make it
Waves of thunder
cannot win
if you let God
enter in.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Stormy Sunset

Whirling twirling
signs of strife
might be signs
a change of life.
A stormy sunset
that you view
might be signs
of something new.
A tornado
spinning around
might be time to
seek safe ground.
A stormy sunset
life alone
might be signs
you need atone.
Passed days living
might display
a stormy sunset
shade of gray.
Let some peace to
fall in place
a stormy sunset
saved by grace.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Summer Of Life

Cows in a pasture,
horses there too
seasons own threshold
is given to view.
Spring brought to life
a doorway of scenes
as summer of life
enhances the greens.
It seems as a stage
that came into sight
a scene that is filled
with summer delight.
Time’s but an essence
of life giving flow
as summer displays
the things that will grow.
A moment that finds
a peaceful array
summer of life
such a wonderful way.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

Summer Cruise

Spring is finding
life of times
a summer cruise
with inner minds.
Cycling down
a timeless way
a summer cruise
that’s within May.
Springtime’s fancy
sounds are clear
as the echoes
A summer cruise
throughout time
displays journeys
a scenic sign.
The connections
brings to life
a wondrous view
The road’s alive
that ones ride on
as a passage
dusk from dawn.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

A Springtime Day

Greens and yellows
blossoms bloom
a springtime day
in the afternoon.
Dandelions spreading
in a field of green
is a springtime day
a wonderful scene.
Seeming as a painting
with a magical hue
a springtime day
comes into view.
Alive with chirping
of birds in flight
a springtime day
is an awesome sight.
It seems as Heaven
with colors of gold
a springtime day
to most surely behold.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

Winter Becomes

A page in a book
as a turn of time
becomes as a stage
such wondrous design.
A seasonal scene
of a white fluffy way
is a stage set to be
a bright winters day.
The snow is gleaming
as a beacon of light
while winter becomes
such a magical sight.
The trees all covered
with snow that falls
a moment in time
that my life recalls.
This is the season
a cold snowy view
as winter becomes
as blessings so true.
Seen as a painting
God’s Hands bestow
as winter becomes
some fluffy white snow.

©By Bill Pearce
May 6,  2017

for May 4,  2017

Time is but a flight
of seconds being counted
to become a day.

Beyond what we see
are shadows of the living
that exist as life.

Our varieties
are as associations
of which that we choose.

A pear is a pear
but it’s shape is deciphered
that of a woman.

Life to the fullest
is only our perception,
as we view our lives.

A flower beckons
for a bubble bee’s lifestyle
to conjoin with it.

Some days are stormy
while others are bright sunshine
that evens the mix.

Sadness is the fuel
for happiness and desire,
for it gives us want.

Trees that are leaning
may have been within a storm
with branches weighed down.

Someone’s conclusion
might be nothing but guessing,
for answers elude.

Driving through springtime
you might see lifetimes blossom
that was once in snow.

Deep within minutes
holds seconds to be counted
to become your life.

The past is the past
and we carry the baggage
that lets the past live.

Belief in something
does not always make it so,
but in God it’s true.

Life is a doorway
that connects many lifestyles
to become much more.

Change is illusion
if it is not done within,
for actions can lie.

Scenes of explosions
might be dynamite of life
that was not dealt with.

Feeling for a pulse
will only show a heartbeat
and not ones true self.

Looking up skyward
some clouds might drift in your view
and become blessings.

A small blade of grass
can become someone’s front yard
as it reaches out.

Highlights of our lives
might change as we grow older
looking at the past.

Jumping too quickly
might land you in a puddle
that shows your mistakes.

©By Bill Pearce
May 4,  2017

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