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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a warm passed few days hehehe.
OK, maybe not warm to you, but it has
been in the lower 30’s and today’s high is
supposed to be 33 F degrees which it is at
this very moment (2:30 PM) 🙂 I’m fixing
Judy and I some brunch. Some biscuits
eggs and sausage with butter and black
berry jam in the biscuits. I might have
fixed too much food, but we don’t have
to eat it all. I’ve already put four of the
biscuits in a Tupperware for tomorrow 🙂
We’re going to Walmart after we’re done
eating. We need a few things and Judy
needs to pick up a prescription. Doing it
today being beginning about midnight
tonight it’s supposed to start snowing
again and it’s supposed to snow all day
tomorrow (Monday), but we have to
wait till tomorrow being the pharmacy
closes at 4 PM and it’s 3 PM right now.
So hopefully it won’t be snowing too
bad tomorrow, but if it is, we can do
it Tuesday LOL. She has enough meds
to last till then 🙂 LOL wouldn’t be the
first time we’ve driven in the snow for
sure hehehe. I stopped writing for a bit
so that Judy and I could watch a few
interesting Youtube videos. Now, back
to writing. Well it’s 5:30 now and the
temperature has dropped a little. It’s
now 29 F degrees 🙂 and according to
my computer weather radar, it should
begin snowing around midnight and
continue into tomorrow night. It’s no
problem for us. I’ve got a delivery of
heating oil coming early Tuesday and
it should carry us through the rest if
winter and even give us some heating
oil for the beginning of next winter 🙂
Our landlord sent a guy yesterday to
shovel the snow off of our roof. Now
we’re ready for more snow. Our roof
was getting quite an abundance of snow
on it hehehe. Another 8 or 10 inches
might of been too much LOL. Oh yea,
here’s a little info on my poetry pictures.
I’ve finished with the 160 that I need
for book 10 and now I am just waiting
till I feel up to doing the formatting and
cover pictures. No hurry LOL. It’s not
like my books are selling like hotcakes,
because they’re not. Maybe one day
in the future when I’m dead and gone
they’ll become a large sale and give my
loving wife some money to live on 🙂
Until then, I’ll just continue writing
and publishing a book ever so often
of some form :). Though I think I’ll
stop with volume 10 and begin using
all of my Christmas poetry pictures
in a couple of books and then all of
the ones I did using Judy’s paintings
in a couple more. Then maybe if I’m
still alive LOL I’ll begin again with the
others and do a volume 11. I’m not
in any hurry 🙂 Well it’s 6 PM now
and I’m going to try and get this done
so that Judy and I can watch one of
our TV programs in a couple of hours
called God Friended Me. It comes on
at 8 PM. God has been with us as we
have incurred good and bad of life
and He has given us strength to make
it and the tools to use. We feel very
blessed as each day comes to pass.
Thank You Lord for watching over
us and protecting us. I would not
want to go through life without You.
Now I do believe it’s time for me to
begin my little 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 lil
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
I believe I may have found a fairly
decent title just about half way back
in my rambling and I see now that
it has not been used as of yet, so it
shall be used to day. Here goes…

The Future

Now is but a moment
that the future cannot see
for often we’re misjudging
what can come to be.
The future is a doorway
that we can often change
if we don’t allow ones
to deathly rearrange.
For so many journey’s
are carried and misled
done then without thinking
stupidity at the head.
Look now at the past
and see what is to learn
stages of destruction
that might need be burned.
Don’t allow the future
to repeat the wrong of time.
Seek the best of lessons
our future needs to find.
Let God give you guidance
as life shows then and there
for within our future
we need a little prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 3, 2019

I hope you liked the poem and you
got something good out of it. I also
hope you enjoyed my rambling and I
didn’t bore you too awful much LOL.
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. Yeppers, 10 more poems and
4 of them are sort of Christmassy 🙂
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 ornery
hardly elusive off switch 🙂 but not
before I wish you a safe and blessings
filled week. Remember, Jesus loves
you and we do too. Ok now, where
is that silly off switch trying to hide
this week? Hmm, once again I see
movement where there should not
be any LOL. Hey if you’re going to
hide behind my flashlight, stay still
and don’t play with it turning it on
and off. That only draws my sight
in that direction hehehe. Try harder.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Ocean of Mind

Sentimental times
of an ocean of style
can produce moments
found with a smile.
As a sea of conjecture
with dreams come true
a beach with footsteps
can be great to view.
Within but a blessing
lives chance to believe
in an ocean of mind
for ones to perceive.
Heavenly moments
as waves come ashore
might have footprints
where ones did explore.
Look for the blessings
and look for the phase
in an ocean of mind
with better displays.
Don’t let the sadness
of a wave to destroy
the light of your life
with tears of joy.
Search for your soul
in the sands of time
and let God bless you
in an ocean of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26, 2019

Through The Way

Senseless doorways
bring in view
patterns shaking
thereunto.
Time’s a keeper
holding tight
words we’re saying
day and night.
Like a train track
laid to ride
voices gather
that can’t hide.
Through the way
can become
the sound of life
as a beating drum.
Allow the truth
of life and times
to live within your
moments minds.
Seek for journeys
better still
a train of lifestyles
to fulfill.
Don’t let your life
to get off track,
but if you do then
find ways back.
God can hear us
when we pray
for guidance daily
through the way.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 27, 2019

Clouds Will Form

As life proceeds
its daily quest
clouds will form
to create a test.
Time will change
day meets night
scenes become
a daily sight.
Lasting pictures
will be formed
within struggles
times adorned.
You might not
the same as me
see the clouds
paint history.
As life proceeds
timeless scenes
become views of
cloudy dreams.
Clouds will form
no matter what
in all you lost
or all you’ve got.
For as the clouds
drift and sway
they will form
another day.
Giving receiving
proof of time
clouds will form
within our mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28, 2019

Preparing For Life

The snow of times
builds a way
a scene we see
from day to day.
We need to prepare
and move along
preparing for life
of right and wrong.
We might not see
the snow to build
and then be caught
with more to yield.
The days may be
bright and true,
but can get ahead
of me and you.
Prepare for things
you cannot see
or maybe the things
as white as can be.
Don’t let a moment
to wear you down.
Find the strength
to get around.
Look on beyond
the now and then
and use life’s tools
to again begin.
For then so often
life cuts like a knife
so continue daily
preparing for life.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28, 2019

Evening’s Sky

A holiday’s hue
a season’s sight
an evening’s sky
from day to night.
It grows beyond
the sight we see
an evening’s sky
so Christmassy.
It brings in view
the light of day
as it slowly
fades away.
The evening’s sky
of Christmastime
displays a sight
for us to find.
It dances sweet
as a perfect dream
the evening’s sky
a rushing stream.
Across the way
it falls from view
an evening’s sky
a shade of blue.
The colors unfold
to synchronize
a Christmas view
for our two eyes.
So take the sight
and let it fly
within your dreams
an evening’s sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28, 2019

Splenderful

Sought for a moment
Christmas divine
splenderful scenery
falls on the mind.
Things we remember
timeless so true
splenderful moments
that live in you.
You might envision
snowflakes of white
floating so gracefully
oh what a sight.
Splenderful scenery
that seconds display
can become timeless
in their on little way.
Christmas of then
that you did enjoy
back in the days
of a little girl or boy.
You might remember
a house on a hill
with Christmas snow
that did so fulfill.
A time long ago
Christmas of Yule
found as a blessing
that’s so splenderful.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28, 2019

Fluff of White

With light of life
in scenic sight
time beholds a
fluff of white.
Within a view
of life and times
the fluff of white
then intertwines.
Pictures flourish
snapping frames
the fluff of white
a time attains.
One with camera
standing tall
to take pictures
one and all.
Each snowflake
that fell that day
landed softly
a wondrous way.
Joy is coming
Christmas bliss
the fluff of white
is on the list.
With a heartbeat
gathered true
the fluff of white
is clear to view.
Snow from Heaven
such a sight
a Christmas scene
a fluff of white.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1, 2019

Forever Memories

Children playing
in the snow
the time of year
a day of old.
Remembered now
as times reflections
timeless scenes
within connections.
Forever bliss
the children play
within my mind
from day to day.
Snowflakes falling
winter’s white
I can remember
a time’s delight.
Laughing playing
children seen
forever memories
like a dream.
Those blessed days
of then and gone
live within me
like a song.
Just like a stage
of sudden seas
children within
forever memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 1, 2019

Pond Of Reflections

Found as a ripple
timeless conclusions
life might uncover
a ton of illusions.
A pond with glimmer
a pond with style
might for a moment
give you a smile.
It may be reflections
of another day
a time you remember
a wonderful way.
Blessings of arrival
in a scenic sequence
a pond of a moment
shows your intents.
Take care with actions
for ripples may be
the things that many
might only ever see.
The yesterdays life
your ripples show
might be the things
ones now don’t know.
Changes from ripples
of yesterdays waves
may now be different
in how it displays.
So look beyond then
see the corrections
found in a lifetime
a pond of reflections.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2019

Distant Minds

Belief in a snowflake
a field might grow
becoming so distantly
moments to sow.
Planted as seedlings
thoughts are alive
waiting for memories
to then so arrive.
Distantly seeming
a time might display,
yet be a moment
that’s nearer today.
A Christmassy scene
a dream of skies
scented of snowflakes
life of surprise.
Christmastimes magic
performing a style
essence of living
times to compile.
It’s like pure Heaven
a time to be seen
textured with blessings
poured as a dream.
So many memories
begin in a way
as that of blossoms
of snowflakes array.
Don’t forget people
the wonderful times
smiles of a moment
within distant minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 2, 2019

Haiku
for Mar 2, 2019

Life is like flowers
blooming into existence
waiting to wither.

Searching for life signs
can be a an endless task
walking through a morgue.

Length of perspective
is often that of patience
and how much you have.

Time is like snowflakes
created for a moment
and then something else.

Wisdom of a fly
somehow knows a fly swatter
and what it will do.

A sky full of clouds
might only be for decor
that God has given us.

A field full of grass
can hide many weeds within
seeming as flowers.

Found in reflections
are the things that they came from
and truth in detail.

Truth wins over lies,
for in the end the truth lives
and uncovers lies.

Meaningless chatter
becomes an ocean talking
that no one will hear.

Daisies of summer
display white of pure passion
and sunlight within.

Trivial problems
can become mountainous scenes
if we lose focus.

Within many weeds
there may be a blade of grass
that’s trying to live.

Barriers we’ve built
might become as hindrances
preventing a smile.

The color of skin
does not make us who we are,
it’s what that’s inside.

Pointing at people
and accusing them blindly
can fall back on you.

Winter to springtime
there’s a journey that must flow
to bring forth flowers.

In midst of a storm
you might not see the answers,
but they are around.

Doubt is a killer,
for it loses track of truth
and what that is real.

Right beside a dream
there might be a small river
pouring in a prayer.

Now is just a time
that in time will surely pass
leaving chances.

The glimmer of life
is a reflection of time
seen in each other.