The Pictures


Hello my friends

It’s another year now and things haven’t
gotten any better.  We’re concerned over
Australia and whether or not the fires will
ever be extinguished.  There’s been much
of the continent lost in the fires and many
animals have lost their living places and
also their lives.  I don’t like starting off my
journal with this sadness,  but it’s heavy
on my heart.  So now it’s off to rambling
mode 🙂  We both enjoyed New Years eve
and New Years Day by staying home and
watching TV.  I pulled up HULU on our
TV and we chain watched many movies.
Neither of us is into fireworks and all of
that noise.  At the tone of midnight we
kissed and said Happy New Year 🙂  The
temperatures up here have still not been
too bad,  but we still have 3 months or
more of winter,  so I’m sure the weather
will drop the temperature a bit.  Right
now it’s 18 F degrees and supposed to be
7 F degrees by morning.  The high for
Monday is supposed to be 19 F degrees.
That’s still not too bad LOL.  When it
gets below zero and thereabouts is when
the cold begins hehehe.  There’s snow
on the ground,  but not near as much as
we normally have this time of the year.
Although as I said,  we’ve still got quite
a lot of winter left to dump snow on us
LOL.  So,  what else has gone on around
this place?  Well,  to be honest,  it’s been
pretty peaceful here.  Benny and Rocky
are sleeping peacefully in the doggy beds
in the floor right between Judy and I 🙂
Judy and I might go to town sometime
this week and buy a few more groceries
and I’m gonna put a couple hundred
dollars on our TAB for heating oil at our
oil delivery service DOC’s.  I took a few
pictures the other day when Judy and
I went to town to pay bills and then to
Walmart to do some shopping.  LOL we
live such an exciting life don’t we hehehe.
We’re still waiting on a couple of items
that we bought the kids for Christmas
to get here.  The gifts were cheap and
free shipping,  but the fact that they
are coming for China puts delivery at
a slow rate LOL.  They’ll get here one
day or another 🙂  Judy’s still busy with
all of her brother’s stuff such as all of
his belongings.  The sisters are maybe
going to divvy up what each one wants
and then take the rest to a place like
Goodwill or something.  They’ll have
to hold off on burying him being that
the ground is too hard right now,  so
as they do up here often,  they’ll put
Ricky’s ashes on hold until sometime
when the ground thaws out which will
maybe be around the end of spring.
He’ll be buried at the foot of his mom
and dad.  Judy and I are doing well.
I’ve been doing my thing LOL.  Yep,
been writing more poetry pictures LOL.
One day soon I’m going to get to work
converting my poetry pictures into PDF
and getting them ready to be published.
I’ve got 2 books ready to work on and
almost  yet another 🙂  Yep,  I do write
a lot.  I also do a lot of photography
and spend a lot of time with my photo
program combining my poems and
photos.  That takes more time than for
me to write the poems 🙂  I spend a lot
of time using a tape measure to make
sure that each line of my poems is the
right length.  I know,  weird huh LOL.
I also spend a lot of time trying to find
the proper font to use and the correct
size for the poem on the pictures which
is quite a chore also.  I’m hoping that
maybe 1 day that my books begin to
sell and they become a household item,
but that day has yet to of come to be.
God has watched over us as He sends
a multitude of angels to be with us
when we’re in need.  We are oh so very
thankful for all that He does for us and
all that He will do.  Thank You Father.
AMEN.  So I reckon 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 and so it’s away I go,  to that
place of my recollection that I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE…..
I believe I may of stumbled upon a
fairly decent title just a few lines back
and now after checking I see that it’s
not been used as of yet,  so used it shall
be.  Here goes…

The Pictures

The smell of life
the sights and sounds
become the pictures
an all that abounds.
Photos of a moment
photos of a place
can become memoirs
of ones smiling face.
Finding the moments
finding the times
to make the pictures
become as rhymes.
Each day begins
with its own fashion
found in the pictures
of timeless passion.
Let God give you
the right sights to see
to be as the pictures
showing all that’s free.
Becoming as a journey
that started as a quest
to locate the pictures
of God’s very best.
Find yourself within
pictures that you take
and then find your heart
so truthful to partake.
See the many blessings
within many mixtures
combined in your time
found in the pictures.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 5,  2020

Well,  there ya go.  It’s not good enough
for a poetry picture,  but I hope you like
it.  I also hope you enjoyed my rambling.
LOL I can ramble can’t I 🙂  I can’t think
of much else to tell you except for what I
tell you almost every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
I wrote 10 more poems and 3 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 silly hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a Happy New Year and a week filled
with blessings.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now,  where can that
ornery off switch be attempting to hide this
this time?  Hmm,  looking in all of the old
hiding spots 🙂  Nope not there.  Hmmm,
OK now that’s new or at least not recent.
Hiding behind my little Animal figurine.
It might of worked for ya,  but you still
have not figured out how to not to move
around and make yourself obvious hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
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 🙂

Long Long Ago

Times remembered
times that I recall
bring into existence
all that did befall.
An ocean perception
a time out of reach
so long long ago
a view of a beach.
As waves rolling in
the times so sincere
are still on my mind
another times year.
Scents of the ocean,
waves that roared
are what deserved
a God filled award.
Time is as a keeper
holding everything
seasons of joyful
as minutes will sing.
Sought for visions,
sought for delight
a season of grandeur
from day unto night.
Times remembered
those God given days
become our memoirs
of wondrous arrays.
Heavenly blessings
just seem to grow
from the memories
of long long ago.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 31,  2019

Home For The Holidays

Living through perceptions
and seeing only gray
might conclude the passing
of just another day.
Let the seasons blessings
to unlock a point of view
one that is so wondrous
and that can live in you.
Don’t let the sorrow thrive
and become all you see
for there are many things
that God gave you and me.
Yet we must look truly
and not just hypnotize
our visions that of sadness
that’s only for our eyes.
Search and find the beauty
that’s in a breath of air
the seasons that of joyful
and answers to our prayer.
Often we might struggle
to find a smile of time,
but rest assured it lives in
a moment’s own design.
The blessings often near us
are maybe hard to see,
for they are well hidden
behind some slight debris.
You might find a smile
hidden behind some grays
if you look within you
home for the holidays.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 31,  2019

Wonders of Style

Chance is a motive
life will unfold
sometimes as copper
sometimes as gold.
Time might deliver
a fragrant smell
or show some colors
of a wishing well.
The wonders of life
become history
as that of the stages
and pages we see.
Look beyond sights
and find details
dreams you envision
as colorful sails.
Dream of an ocean
of a colorful while
scenes that of colors
wonders of style.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 31,  2019

Seaside Stroll

Time begins footwork
life begins trails
strolling through days
of different details.
We might find a wave
of moment’s of time
on a seaside stroll
of waters of rhyme.
As Rhythms repeating
sounds of words
you might discover
a flock of birds.
The driving seascapes
become much more
riding on a horse
like never before.
Time that’s of artwork
will surely unfold
in a dreamer’s mind
of a seaside stroll.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 1,  2020

Days of Winter

As time is seen
it displays a view
a life to gaze
from old to anew.
Days move on
giving us a sight
timeless dreams
of day unto night.
Billows of snow
may form designs
scenes of beauty
for eyes to dine.
Life leaves trails
of timeless ways
scenes to perceive
in the future days.
You may recall
voices of time
words of a day
seeming to rhyme.
Sung as a phase
a Christmas tune
found as a time
loved to the moon.
Many rejoice it
and many just cry
always wanting
and wishing awry.
Allow the season
to bring its gold
the days of winter
Christmas foretold.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 2,  2020

Passing Views

Points of time
begin a quest
that of a stage
their very best.
Passing by us
the views become
dreamful scenes
second to none.
Sights we pass
are often found
on later dates
we come around.
Christmas scenes
a snow filled yard
on passing views
a Christmas card.
Our life inlaid
in a photograph
a time and place
of minutes past.
Winter reflects
a Christmas door
opening wide for
eyes to explore.
That of dreams
that come alive
helping hearts
to then survive.
We might not see
each passing sight
the times of life
of day to night.
Just like many
that only find
sadness within
any point of time.
Look on beyond
the dismal news
and find a smile
in passing views.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 2,  2020

Lost Within Dreams

So many moments
become as a time
that we remember
as a dream’s design.
So often turnstiles
will open and close
displaying patterns
of a rippling rose.
Seen within waters
of a timeless array
oh so many seasons
come out to play.
Beginnings to ends
as a book of seeds
planting the novels
that turn into weeds.
Challenge yourself
to be so much more
than a weed of life
or dirt on the floor.
Look beyond now
and into tomorrow
find new perspective
to end your sorrow.
Open up your eyes
and find a smile
a time within life
to then reconcile.
Challenge minutes
to learn to fly
perceiving a dream
of Gods apple pie.
Search for a heart
that’s true to see
found in a ripple
of you and me.
Find some hopeful
in rippling streams
when you awaken
lost within dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 3,  2020

Whispers of Light

Winter becomes as
a doorway of snow
with knobs turning
releasing its flow.
Sunshine beckons
with beacons of light
seasons of grandeur
such a magical sight.
Softly it whispers
words to behold
winters conceptions
that surely unfold.
Becoming stories
as words of details
with times so alive
as a snowflake sails.
So many minutes
counted and seen
become as doorways
to someone’s dream.
As the light of day
begins its quest
life then becomes
as someone’s test.
Perceived as a page
of a storybook
that comes to life
with many a look.
Seasons changing
as each day arrives
the whispers of light
are for our eyes.
Becoming foreseen
as a sense of style
life gives whispers
of God’s own smile.
It becomes echoes
of day unto night
scenes that we see
as whispers of light.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 4,  2020

Memories Beach

Living for a moment
living for a time
becomes as memories
found in the mind.
A time of recollection
a time of long ago
a time of beginnings
a time that I know.
It began as a journey
a quest of desire
a scene like a dream
that hearts transpire.
Passing like a phase
of a island getaway
a time I remember
of a summery day.
I can envision myself
on the shore of time
as my wife and I
seek photos to find.
Taking many pictures
of ones that pass by
on memories beach
of a sunny supply.
Time was just a thing
that came unto pass
which now lives on
in shadows we cast.
As a timeless boudoir
with life we beseech
a dreamers dream
of memories beach.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 4,  2020

Sea of Awakening

With but only a view
the minutes begin
ticking away madly
beginning to end.
A true sea of waves
of amazement’s style
is timelessly seeming
as an ocean’s smile.
Time being sheltered
from many that view
the sea of awakening
and waters of blue.
Open up your vision
with tranquillity
and find you a place
that’s heavenly free.
It might seem illusion
what eyes perceive
a sea of awakening
for you to believe.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 4,  2020

for Jan 4,  2020

Throughout emotions
lives so many desires
confused with time.

When planting a dream
the seeds can become faded
if they’re not watered.

When looking forward
you might be a bit surprised
with life from behind.

The doors we open
can allow problems inside
if we’re not careful.

Life of a flower
is that of its importance
and true need to thrive.

The new days that come
might hold old days in their grasp
hidden really well.

Living with a lie
can become as a mountain
that starts a landslide.

Changing directions
and not changing what you do
will still show the past.

Amidst tomorrow
time will reveal some changes
that some never see.

New days of a year
present chances for changes
that need time to prove.

Looking at the sky
you might see a few moments
that clouds decorate.

Peace is a feeling
that needs to become alive
preventing a war.

Seeds of a melon
can spawn others just like it,
so make them good seeds.

The weather becomes
as a heartbeat of changes
of rain, sleet and snow.

Breaking a promise
can create the lack of trust
if done too often.

Yesterdays lifestyles
can become future problems
if nothing is changed.

Seeking for the truth
amidst a liars alley
you will find deceit.

When jumping the gun
you might find much destruction
that could of been peace.

Leaving ones behind
when you could be help to them
shows no leadership.

Morning shows daylight
that can soon become as stars
as daylight meets night.

Giving ones a hand
in the midst of your own storm
shows a good person.

Listening to ones
as they complain about life
can seep into you.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 4,  2020

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