ANIMAL’S GREETINGS
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
and
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
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 🙂
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
Haiku
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
Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 1
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1537610961
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542948800
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1546322760
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1548360279
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 5
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977540686
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1983937843
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 7
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1717389295
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1726083233
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1791399509
&
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1095040987
and if you want to buy them all
or maybe the kindle versions,
you can
do that on my author page below 🙂
www.amazon.com/author/billpearce
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
http://www.amazon.com/Judy-Pearce/e/B00N5CW382
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
http://www.drawingart.net
and
Old Fashioned Christmas site
http://www.anoldfashionedchristmas.com/
My Animal’s Greetings site below
https://www.animalsgreetings.com/
One of my friends sites below
http://christianpraise.net/
and once again the poetry contest
at
Whisperpoetry
http://www.whisperpoetry.com/
http://www.blueturtlecrossing.com/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christian_Free_Style_Poetry
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poets_playwrights_prophets_pixies
Me on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/poetbill
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂