Like A Game

February 17th, 2019 / Categories: Greetings / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been yet another wintery week gone
by and it looks as though it’ll continue
into this week. Of course last week we
got about 15 inches or more of snow and
piled on top of what we already have, it
makes for a few tons of snow hahahaha.
It does look beautiful, but our mailbox
has been put through the mill LOL. It’s
leaning buried in the snow and the door
on it is askew a tad to where it will not
shut. So, tomorrow I might head out
to try and work on it at bit. I’m guessing
that the snow is the only thing holding it
up right now hehehe. Judy and I just got
back from town. We went to Walmart
for a few groceries and what nots. The
roads are in pretty fair shape. Though
you wouldn’t want to drive no 60 miles
an hour on them LOL. Coming home
we came upon some snowmobilers that
were riding over the bridge so to get to
the other side of the field and back on
the snowmobile trail. Their headlights
were bright being they were in our lane.
No matter, we didn’t run them down 🙂
This passed week I had to do a lot of
snow blowing with our snow blowers 🙂
I’m glad I bought them. I remember
well the days before I bought them
having to use a snow shovel to do it
all and that was something I do not
miss at all 🙂 The weather today was
bright and sunny with a high of 21 F.
Tomorrow’s high is supposed to be
18 F. It looks as though we’ve got
more snow coming our way this week.
My weather program shows 3-5 inches
of snow expected Thursday. Of course
that total will go up and down before
it finally gets here LOL. Winter is
still alive and well. We usually have
winter and snow all the way into April.
So, it’s still got a little bit of life in
it. Our boys love to play in the snow,
especially if I go outside with them 🙂
It seems they both love for me to blow
snow on them with the snow blower.
It’s like a game to them LOL. My
poetry pictures are adding up hehehe.
I now only need about 14 more to do
before I can get started formatting
and publishing them in another book.
It’s 14 F degrees right now at 6:30 PM.
It’s supposed to be -1 F by morning.
Judy and I are doing well. Aches and
pains of life, but we are alive by the
grace of God. I feel that we have most
surely been blessed, for we have each
other and enjoy being together. We
were also blessed with these 2 boys of
ours. They bring us smiles when we
are in need of 1. Thank You God for
all that you do for us. We love You
immensely. Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my quest back through
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that 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. It looks
as though I may have found a fairly
decent title just about a 4th of a way
back in my rambling and now after
checking I see that it’s not been used
as of yet, so used it shall be today 🙂
Here goes…

Like A Game

Many people
so unaware
seek for things
without a care.
It’s like a game
to them each day
the way they go
and what they say.
Yet each of us
has a path
a life to live
our own contrast.
It might just seem
just like a game,
but can lead ones
to find insane.
By not allowing
the truth of life
all your lies
will turn to strife.
So look and see
how ways begin
and use each path
to enter in.
Find the joy
that times display
and thank the Lord
His wondrous way.
You can still
find how to attain
laughter from the
times like a game.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17, 2019

Well, there ya go. I know it wasn’t 1 of
my better poems, but I did my best with
that title LOL. I have a couple of prayer
requests. One is for my brother in law,
(Judy’s little brother) He has now gone
blind to add with all of his other health
issues. My other prayer request is for
a good friend of ours that is like family
to us. Robin Franks is having more and
more health issues and needing a lot of
surgeries. Please keep these people in
your prayers. I can’t think of anything
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 and 1 of them is a Christmas
poem. 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 start looking around this place
and try to find that ornery off switch
that is hardly elusive LOL. So hmm
where can that silly thing be trying to
hide this time? I think I see it hiding
under or better yet trying to hide under
one of my SD camera cards LOL. Hey
you ain’t that thin dude. I see you 🙂
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,
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
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
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 🙂

Walking Alone

Life has a way of
presenting itself
a moment alone
on a dusty shelf.
Found just wading
throughout time
walking alone
with empty design.
Don’t let life
to take away good
leaving but only
misunderstood.
Find in the ripples
flowing your way
the best of life
a wondrous array.
Walking alone
is not always true,
for so many angels
may be with you.
Walking silently
in many forms
sometimes friends
in seasons storms.
Don’t let sadness
to fill your eyes.
Find the joy within
true blue skies.
Look for peace
so heavenly grown
found through God
not walking alone.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 11, 2019

Exceeding Views

Sometimes colors
sometimes so bland,
the sights we see,
but don’t understand.
Exceeding moments,
exceeding perspectives
time has a way of
giving objectives.
Look with your eyes
then with your heart
and find the scenes
as God’s work of art.
Life is a painting,
a timeless cuisine
moments transcending
that can be a dream.
Look on beyond now
and see what is true
in the colors of life
ones might find askew.
Exceeding in frames
as counted arrays
time passes by us
as minutes and days.
Don’t let the value
of hearts become lies,
for there are many
with heavenly eyes.
As God sent angels
just paying their dues
often as shadows
with exceeding views.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12, 2019

Winter’s Bliss

Life is a snowscape
a scenic desire
that many want for
beside a warm fire.
A passage of time
in essence of love
is a wintery scene
from heaven above.
It’s as a painting
a portrait of time
a wintertime stage
that is oh so divine.
Winter’s bliss is
a seasonal thing
found as a moment
a time before spring.
So many blessings
are there to partake
within winter’s bliss
and every snowflake.
Time is an artist
that God enhances
as it shows how
a snowflake dances.
As but a dream
a seasonal flare
this is a moment
a true breath of air.
A Christmassy sight
with a special kiss
an ocean of snow
within winter’s bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 13, 2019

Yesterdays Once More

Now is a mirror
reflecting our view
love in the makings
of me and of you.
Valentines forever
as moments will meet
time in conclusion
reflects at our feet.
We are as passion
with a living fire
burning so brightly
of all we desire.
You and I together
as minutes will pass
within our yesterdays
a timeless contrast.
Yesterdays lifestyles
are a seasonal hue
connected in moments
gray skies to blue.
Our love shall reflect
in each day’s new door
as we continue on
yesterdays once more.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 14, 2019

Happy Valentines Day
Judy Pearce.
From your loving hubby
Bill Pearce

Written in The Sand

Words in a window
time does conceive
shows the footprints
that many will leave.
Written as a story
in particles of time
scented of the ocean
with seasonal mind.
We might look away
and not see the waves
a moment of life
on bright sunny days.
A leisurely stroll
on an ocean’s shore
displays a journey
for time to explore.
Written as a memoir
or a sudden dream
the sand then portrays
a summertime theme.
Clouds might become
as an artist of style
displaying pictures
a momentous smile.
Sand then becomes
what many will say
footprints on a beach
with day after day.
Each scene is alive
as moments withstand
leaving us a story
written in the sand.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 14, 2019

Waves That Roll

In mind over matter
of a summer’s day
time becomes life
of a wondrous array.
As a scene so serene
as a day to shine
the waves can create
an awesome design.
As that of a movie
upon a big screen
the waves that roll
are just like dream.
We each may find
that echoes reflect
portions of ourselves
that moments dissect.
People that see us
might never know
the truth of our pain
that we don’t show.
We might just seem
like an ocean deep
waves crashing in
with time to accrete.
But they don’t know
what goes on inside
some things about us
that we wish to hide.
Within our oceans
what makes us whole
is knowing God helps
with waves that roll.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15, 2019

A Bumblebee

A springtime day
as a scent of gold
gives perspective
a time to unfold.
Just like a flower
that awaits to see
sight of the flight
of a bumblebee.
We might begin
just looking around
seeking for sights
to surely be found.
The smallest scenes
as flowers bloom
and a bumblebee
to then come attune.
Take in the view
as clouds drift by
and watch the bee
just flutter and fly.
Enjoy the blessings
moments in time
as the reflection
of God’s own design.
Take note of all
that was given free
the sight of flowers
and a bumblebee.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15, 2019

Tomorrow’s Skies

The past remembered
might be the same
as a lifetime lived
in what some attain.
Tomorrow’s scenes
might be reflections
of our yesterdays
timeless connections.
A wagon may roll
on down the street
and leave a pathway
for many to meet.
The times are echoes
of a scenic trail
in tomorrow’s skies
of memories shell.
Like an egg hatching
yesterday’s complete
as it gives tomorrow
some food to eat.
It might be poisoned
by many that lie
with their conclusions
and false reasons why.
Find what is truth
and let it to grow
becoming a pattern
for our wheels to roll.
Yesterdays problems
can open our eyes
if we use the lessons
in tomorrow’s skies.

©By Bill Pearce
Fen 16, 2019

Voices of The Sea

When in a dreamworld
you might surely hear
the sea of emotions
with waves so clear.
Speaking their mindset
as ships will sail
the voices of a journey
with a scenic detail.
Words are as memories
that live deep within
echoes of a lifestyle
that voices may swim.
Listen with your mind,
let your inner eye see
the sight of a time
that peace came to be.
The passing of minutes
that lifetimes display
can create the voices
in a magical way.
So when you’re stressed
and you cannot sleep
take a little voyage
in the ocean so deep.
Allow for the waves
to create a scene
a timeless perception
to live in a dream.
Then listen closely
as you hear what can be
the sounds of a moment
voices of the sea.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16, 2019

Camouflage

Blended emotions
might not be seen
as the truth is there
found in between.
So many people
just try to blend in
camouflaging times
from front to end.
Don’t let perspective
to hide what’s you,
because then in time
we’ll see what’s true.
Don’t try to be like
the Jones of style,
seek to be you
the way you smile.
Don’t try to hide
behind the others,
seek to be yourself
not sisters or brothers.
Yet we are alike
for God created true
the likes of ourselves,
what we are to do.
So look on beyond
and then in between
and find who you are
within every scene.
Create within you
a mental collage
of who that you are
not just camouflage.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16, 2019

Haiku
for Feb 16, 2019

Without a moment
time cannot continue on,
for it needs to breathe.

Life is conclusions
bound within our perspectives
often found wrongly.

Searching for snowflakes
winter might give you many
floating from the skies.

We’re only shadows
that are created by life
having fleshy tones.

Synchronicity
is the connection of time
that echoes the same.

Believing is mind
as each moment intertwines
to uncover facts.

When being bias
you do not allow others
to prove what they know.

Praying for springtime
will not bring you the season,
but yet give you peace.

Within the white noise
you might hear someone breathing
that you cannot see.

Blessings of today
are as yesterdays glimmers
for tomorrows shine.

Blistering weather
unloads negative viewpoints
if you allow it.

A field full of snow
can become a photograph
that enhances life.

Summer’s sunflowers
become dreams during winter
with snowflakes falling.

Within the darkness
of the evening’s persuasions
the stars shine so bright.

A lightning bug’s light
gives an explosion of life
to share with others.

Sweetening a lie
only guaranties karma
to come back to bite.

Windows of the mind
are often needing cleaning
as life dirties them.

Being too concerned
can create many worries
about everything.

Without any truth
our lies can become lions
and chew up our lives.

Indecisive words
might prove to bring destruction
so say what you know.

Change is a lifestyle
that many choose not to do,
because they’re afraid.

Tomorrow’s doorways
might unleash misconception
so take much caution.

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