Hello my friends

Well,  another week has passed and it
looks as though most of the leaves of
autumn have come and gone.  Though
there are still a few stragglers hehehe.
Yep,  we’ve still got a few trees looking
like autumn,  but most have lost their
leaves or faded.  LOL I asked Judy this
silly question a minute ago “when does
autumn actually end and she said Dec
20 or thereabouts.  Hahaha I said do
you mean that all of those bare trees
are still showing autumn even when
there is snow on them and she said the
end of autumn timing obviously does
not apply for us up here LOL”.  Nope,
it’s a tad different than it is in my home
state Texas.  Life up here has a bit more
of a wintery feel to it than I can recall
from my growing up days in Texas 🙂
I get excited when I look outside and
see the first snowflakes to fall.  Yep,
I feel all giddy with anticipation of the
field of white and going out to play
in the snow, With My Snow Blower 🙂
I have been known to carry my conga
drums out in the snow and do a few
videos even while it’s still snowing.
Though people still say to me,  how
come you like the snow and I tell
them I grew up in Dallas and a little
town east of Dallas and snow was
not that common and even if it did
snow,  it would most often be gone
in a matter of hours.  The ground
was never cold enough to keep it
from melting.  Though,  there have
been a few times that we got maybe
a foot of snow or so,  but not that
often.  Up here it’s nothing to get a
foot of snow LOL.  We see multiple
feet of snow every year and I love it.
I love it especially for the Christmas
season.  It makes it look more like
Christmas.  Also snow makes even the
ugliest house or landscape into a piece
of art work and I take tons of pictures
of it and write loads of poetry about
it 🙂   So,  there ya go,  the reasons
I like snow hehehe.  Hopefully that
clears up that question hehehehehe.
My dad always told me I should of
been raised up north being I like the
cold weather a lot more than I do the
heat.  So,  next topic.  Actually it’s
been another slow week.  Monday
our grandson went home and then
Tuesday Judy and I went and got
us some burgers at Burger King 🙂
after we did a little bit of shopping
at Walmart.  Friday we were having
internet problems and could never
get anyone to pick up at Pioneer
Broadband,  so we drove into town
to see what was up.  The lady that
was behind the counter said they’re
working on the lines.  There had
been a major outage and that she
couldn’t even use her phone.  Our
landline was acting up as well,  so
that explained it.  Anyways,  they
got it back up and running in just
a few hours and being our landline
is through them that explains why
our phone was acting up sometimes
a dial tone and sometime static and
sometimes no dial tone at all LOL.
It’s all hunky-dory now 🙂  Yeppers
I am still writing poetry pictures.
I’m over 2 3rds of a way done with
all that I need (160) for book 9 and
then back to formatting LOL.  So,
what else has gone on around the
Pearce’s Place?  Hmm,  not much.
God is still watching over us and
He has angels working full time to
keep an eye on us and protect us.
Thank You God.  We praise Your
Name.  Now I believe it’s time for
me to begin my little journey back
through all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find me a good word
or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of
my recollection that I always like to
call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think
I found a fairly decent title about
3 quarters of the way back and now
after checking I see that it has not
been used as of yet,  so used it shall
be.  Here goes…


Viewing our wantings
and unleashing hope
time starts a journey
down a slippery slope.
For anticipation
is often found seen
with what we’re wanting
as just but a dream.
Life has a way of
becoming a mess
when anticipating
the best of the best.
Leave room for changes
in your hopeful mind
and maybe just maybe
some good will unwind.
Allow for the blessings
of God from above
to fill your anticipation
with brotherly love.
Be thankful for things
no matter the day
while not anticipating
a dreamers array.
For anticipation
can become as a frown
as things anticipated
can just bring you down.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 14,  2018

There ya go.  I hope you liked and
maybe even understood the poem 🙂
Also I hope you enjoyed all of my
rambling or a little of it hehehehehe.
Today has been fairly nice with 45 F
as the high and bright and sunny.
We’re holding off on turning on our
heat.  I’m trying to conserve.  So
far,  our computers and monitors
keep it nice and warm in here where
we are now,  I have turned on the
bedroom radiator heater time to
time for a few hours,  but I don’t
leave it on.  I just use it to take
a chill off of the 30 degree nights.
I do all that because I’m trying to
get as much money on our tab
at the oil company as possible so
that they can deliver hopefully
enough to fill our tank or nearly
fill it.  If we order less than 100
gallons it will cost 30 dollars to
deliver.  So,  now just maybe, you
understand LOL.  We do have 3
radiator heaters as well as a surge
force heater that my mom bought
us when we moved up, so we aren’t
gonna freeze unless the electricity
goes out and then they usually on
a power outage have it back up
and running in a matter of hours.
So,  now I believe it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you
every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems with 1 extra
and there are 2 Christmas poems
in the mix.  I also once again wrote
22 haiku for all of the haiku lovers
out there.  I hope you can find 1
or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I believe it’s time for
me to begin my search for that lil
ornery hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a most
wonderful and blessings filled week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where can that
ornery critter be hiding this week?
LOL How in the heck did you get
in my aspirin bottle?  It would of
been a great place to hide being
all jumbled up mixed with the pills,
but ya sort of got yourself trapped
huh hehehe.  I’ll let ya out you silly.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6,
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+1 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Snow Covered Pond

While time passed by
and continued on
I seemed to notice
a snow covered pond.
It laid their in wait
of more time to come
scented with flavors
of wintertime’s sun.
It knew that real soon
the snow would leave
to begin yet another
season to perceive.
A snow covered pond
still remembers the day
Christmastime came
with children at play.
All of those memories
still live deep within
this snow covered pond
of timeless transcend.
I still think about it
this pond of such style
that gave a meaning
to a Christmassy smile.
It brought me joyful
that seems to live on
found within timeless
this snow covered pond.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 8,  2017

Summer’s Revisit

Waves that roll
on a distant shore
bring alive thoughts
of times long before.
Times remembered,
times that’s passed
summertime scenes
of a shadows cast.
Summer’s revisit
is a time long ago
a place I remember
that we used to go.
The morning’s began
with a little stroll
a walk on the beach
watching life unfold.
We took pictures
of the rolling waves
that’s now a memoir
of summertime days.
Scented with salt air
in a summer’s breeze
we began searching
more sights to seize.
While strolling along
we found great things
as timeless portions
of wonderful scenes.
Yes summer’s revisit
of a moments detail
brings alive seasons
as a wishing well.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 8,  2018

Allhallows Eve

With pumpkins orange
and ghost of white
Allhallows Eve
becomes such a sight.
Becoming scenes
as timeless tales
with ageless doorways
it never fails.
Allhallows Eve
becomes a mere story
in the dark of night
a time so gory.
It’s words are alive
as many compete
with children dressed up
to go trick or treat.
Seeking for candy
or what the night gives
as Allhallows Eve
for what the night is.
Searching for witches
in the nighttime moon
or kids all dressed up
as a beast or a goon.
That time of year
becomes as a dream
as Allhallows Eve
displays such a scene.
A magical moment
of a time and place
where children dress up
with a gruesome face
But it’s just for fun
as the children receive
candy from each door
on Allhallows Eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 9,  2018

Trekking Tracks

Autumn’s journeys
tracks of time
give the colors
wished to find.
Trekking through
while time bestows
tracks of life
the moment grows.
Seeming scented
as life moves on
when trekking tracks
in autumn’s dawn.
Found are minutes
trekking through
while walking slowly
to see each view.
A train might pass
or leave it’s gaze
for ones to enjoy
on future days.
Yet now I find I’m
snapping frames
photos taken
as time attains.
Seeking for sights
of autumn’s facts
while I was walking
trekking tracks.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2018

Changing Phase

An autumn sight
a timid view
becomes a time
so fresh and new.
The stages change
as colors gleam
when in autumn
sights are seen.
Changing phase
from green to gold
the season shows
how times unfold.
I find blessings
in colors hue
that become my
dreams come true.
So I take pictures
of all I see
as colors become
my history.
Times to remember
are then in sight
in photographs
of seasons light.
Like a memory
of distant days
I then remember
changing phase.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10, 2018

Fluid Dreams

Magical places
become a view
in certain scenes
of waters blue.
Liquefied times
of a watery phase
can become one
a sight to gaze.
Fluid dreams
of pouring life
can be the cure
of timeless strife.
Allowing a stream
or river to flow
to unleash peace
wherever you go.
Fluid passion
can be as one
flowing as water
in seasons sun.
Look above you
and pray to God
while not seeking
your own applaud.
Allow the stream
or river of time
to become alive
within your mind.
Our time on Earth
has many themes
that can become
our fluid dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 10,  2018

Cloudy Sky

Heaven’s blessings
timeless true
might be clouds
in skies of blue.
Thought provoking
things we find
might have in them
change of mind.
You might only see
a time and place
as a cloudy sky
with Hells embrace,
but your eyes
might only view
what all that many
show to you.
For a cloudy sky
may hold some rain
to wash away
your daily pain
and leave you with
some bales of hay
to bring strength
from day to day.
Love and laughter
might become
a cloudy sky
with shining sun.
Not letting goodness
to run dry,
but rainbows joy
in a cloudy sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2018

Hidden Within

A snow filled road
that leads to town
becomes a scene
to spread around.
A Christmas journey
becomes a quest
as time displays
that winter zest.
Hidden within it
is a time to trod
a path to Christmas
given from God.
It’s white as Heaven
and fresh and free
filled with blessings
for you and me.
A snow filled road
to bring and send
a timeless life
to then transcend.
A Christmas journey
becomes a style
a scented scene
to give us a smile.
We then imagine
dear Santa in sight
following the road
his Christmas flight.
While he displays
his quick little grin
this road of time
that’s hidden within.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2018

Forever Bliss

Seascape scenes
of life and times
live on forever
in dreamers minds.
So many segments
of my memories
live on forever
a breath to breathe.
Life of a memoir
a time written down
displays the ocean
in sight and sound.
Time is a vessel
that sails to and fro
found as forever
how memories grow.
So many wantings
come alive within
as I dream of places
that I have been.
Upon the seashore
my sight looked upon
as ships sailed by
in the early dawn.
It was a special time
for my wife and I
as we enjoyed
the true blue sky.
We held hands tightly
at the sight of this
moment of splendor
and forever bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 11,  2018

Dream State

Within an emotion
of seasonal green
time may enlighten
a wonderful dream.
Yellow of sunlight
might then appear
as black eyed Susans
of life’s yesteryear.
Time in collusion
of scenic romance
can become vines
a rhythmic dance.
Scented of summer
as colors become
a dream state scene
the color of sun.
Black eyed Susans
appear as a style
textured with leaves
as a timeless smile.
The life of a flower
of a scenic design
can become flavors
for eyesight to dine.
Tasting the morsels
as yellowish leaves
painted by God then
the magic He weaves.
Allow for a moment
a dream state mind
to blossom with love
a wonderful find.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2018

Smallest Reflections

Sometimes pleasures
become hid away
inside of our minds
a reflected array.
The smallest of sorts
can become great
as its reflections
so timeless await.
Smallest reflections
can show the most
making the others
white as a ghost.
A pond of so small
can reflect its mind
all that encompasses
for ones to find.
Places we uncover
with footsteps made
can be the smallest
but greatest to wade.
Look for the beauty
in smallest of ponds
smallest reflections
as greatest of songs.
Sung of the season
trickles in view
smallest reflections
that come unto you.
Open your eyes up
and see what’s there
smallest reflections
answers to prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 12,  2018

for Oct 13,  2018

Without our struggles
we would become very weak,
for struggles give strength.

Life is a doorway
that displays many journeys,
some good and some bad.

The mist of morning
might be just a passing scene
waiting to be viewed.

Windows of nature
open up with some lifestyles
alien to you.

On beyond the sky
ones may be looking down here
thinking we’re stupid.

A field of moments
is often some butterflies
with wings of beauty.

Dusting off your life
and blessing it with goodness
can help you with change.

Tomorrows problems
can be fueled by today’s actions
so don’t be foolish.

Living in the now
can often be depressing,
but it is wisest.

Searching for true love
can uncover many flaws
as we are human.

Trials of emotion
becomes a journey through time
that might seem so wrong.

The patterns of style
within every breath we breathe
can expose our truth.

Planting a garden
that will fulfill our lifestyle
needs some good choices.

Timeless illusions
may become all that we see
if we only dream.

Look passed your sorrow
and see the chances for smiles
that live in a prayer.

Painting without paint
is like breathing without breath,
for it needs some life.

Looking inside time
you will find many seconds
that connect our views.

Changing our viewpoints
might also change our anger
into acceptance.

Beneath the moonlight
holds many dreams to come true
if we allow them.

Belonging to a group
does not make you as they are,
but some might find facts.

Various seedlings
of a garden of nature
can be bad for you.

Sitting in a pool
just enjoying the moment
can become stagnant.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 13,  2018

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