Through The Pictures


Hello my friends

It’s been rather warm off and on up this
ways.  Though we did have a couple of
nights that were quite cold which made
us have to put the blanket back on the
bed.  It got down to about 30 F degrees
one night last week.  Right now it is a
cool 80 F degrees LOL.  The weather is
bouncing around like a super ball LOL.
It’s supposed to be a high of 88 degrees
Monday and then beginning Tuesday
be in the mid to upper 70’s for the rest
of the week, I need to mow again,  but
it’s been too rainy and too hot for me.
So,  what else has been going on up this
way?  Well,  Judy’s sister Barbara lost
her hubby Monday night.   He passed
away late in the night.  Also my ex step
daughter Missy passed away last week
and my daughter is really sad.  Please
pray for her and of course Diana Lee
which is Missy’s daughter.  Missy was
just a few years younger than me.  It
seems to of been a week for souls to go
home to meet their maker.  So,  what’s
going on up here?  Well,  Judy and I
are just enjoying life as best that we can.
I’ve still been real busy with my poetry
writing and designing poetry pictures.
My daughter Jamye went to Oregon
a week ago and when she got back she
sent me many of the pictures she took
while there.  I have already used a few
of them for poetry pictures and signed
her name as the photographer on them.
Judy went to her sister’s house Saturday
and they went through the pictures that
belonged to their mom.  Judy of course
didn’t come home till after midnight :),
but then I expected that hehehehehehe.
Yeppers,  it’s a real lively place here at
the Pearce’s Place LOL.  Benny and
Rocky sat at the front door the whole
time Judy was gone as they waited and
waited for her to come home only to
bother me time to time to tell me that
they needed to go out and go potty 🙂
LOL when Judy did get home,  Rocky
came running in here with one of his
dog toys in his mouth just squeaking
it endlessly telling me  MOM’S HOME.
Those boys keep us going with their
silly antics LOL.  God has been good
to us as He has kept His mighty hands
over us protecting us as well as sending
a multitude of angels to watch over us.
We thank You Father for all that You
do for us and all that You will surely do.
Thank You.  AMEN.  Now I believe it’s
time for me to read back on 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.
I may have found a fairly decent title
just about halfway in my rambling and
now after checking I see that it has not
been used as of yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Through The Pictures

Just like a trail
of a path of time
so many pictures
can fill the mind.
Times remembered
in a photograph
through the pictures
then has passed.
Seasons gather
to then fade away
and leave their mark
on another day.
Within our photos
the times recall
winter to spring and
summer to fall.
Through the pictures
time moves on
from dusk to dusk
and dawn to dawn.
Becoming permanent
lifetime fixtures
of which is found
through the pictures.

©By Bill Pearce
July 19,  2020

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling.
I guess that’s about all I have for ya this
week.  I can’t think of anything else that
I can tell ya,  other than what I tell you
almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,
10 more poems and 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 do believe it’s time for
me to begin my search for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,
where can that ornery off switch be at
this time.  Where can it be hiding?????
Oh for heaven’s sake,  could you be any
less inconspicuous hehehehehehe.  Just
sitting there on my desk flipping your
switch back and forth is not trying LOL.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
is at the end of the journal along
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Formation of Mind

Time on a pedestal
changes its views
seen as we dream
and maybe confuse.
Forms of emotions
interlocking keys
become our designs
of oceans and seas.
Seen for a moment
a time on display
might form dreams
of a summer’s array.
Challenged by sight
as time moves on
formations of mind
become as a song.
Sung as a dreamer
seen as a style
sewn as a blanket
our seconds compile.
Becoming artwork
of a distant day
timeless formations
come out to play.
Creating a journey
blessings exposed
heavens emotions
that time disclosed.
Scented of passion
seen time to time
these are God’s gifts
formation of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
July 13,  2020

Wintertime’s Memories

It could be a snowflake
or a passing style
as clouds in formation
giving you a smile.
Memories as reflections
are scenic emotions
found as a dreamland
of cosmic devotions.
Life becomes a fraction
that many perceive
as but only minutes
for them to believe.
Choices that we choose
can become as snow
just like that of winter
and a seasonal show.
Find within a landscape
a time to become
wintertime’s memories
a bright shining sun.

©By Bill Pearce
July 13,  2020

Hidden Worlds

Seen as dimensions
a magical sight
worlds of wonder
may become light.
Glowing of beauty
shining of bliss
moments awaken
to give us a kiss.
A spectator’s scene
a timeless event
in hidden worlds
of scenic intent.
Views of windows
within a glance
may become as a
time’s romance.
Formed as a dream
as time unfurls
life shows way
to hidden worlds.

©By Bill Pearce
July 14,  2020

Just a Memory

Many remember
what some forget
times importance
seemed pirouette.
Dancing memoirs
written within time
become a fragment
formed in the mind.
Life might expose
a moment’s daylily
seeming materials
as lace of Chantilly.
Scenes will reflect
as a timeless stage
with just a memory
as a turn of a page.
Our eyes may be
like camera lens
as just a memory
of ageless blends.

©By Bill Pearce
July 14,  2020

Moon Shadows

Nighttime awakens
scenes in disguise
times illuminating
clouds in the skies.
Portioned as peace
a seascape motion
as clouds that form
an skyline ocean.
Dispersing changes
becoming dreams
moon shadows pour
as rushing streams.
Essence of illusion
becomes so divine
as minutes continue
to form each design.
Clouds are as artist
painters in the sky
designing pictures
as they float on by.
Moon shadows grow
becoming as a haze
cherished by many
in a nighttime phase.
Watch them create
their ways of scale
painted in the sky
in awesome detail.
Sometimes a face
of times windows
can become seen
in moon shadows.

©By Bill Pearce
July 14,  2020

Country Afternoon

A day fades way
and leaves in place
a cloud filled sky,
afternoon’s grace.
Patterns exposed
as country miles
passings scenes
that time compiles.
Some as a gleam
of a sunny day
and some become
as another array.
A country aroma
textured with time
creates the sights,
a country rhyme.
Words within us
become desires
within July skies
a true hearts fires.
Burning of love
and true passion
is an afternoon
a country fashion.
Minutes prevail
becoming as more
with that of love
oh so many adore.
As music playing
a wonderful tune
time displays a
country afternoon.

©By Bill Pearce
July 15,  2020

Embraceable Times

Windows and doors
as time passes by
become as memories
that seem as to fly.
Transforming scenes
to wondrous views
as a stage handler
of awesome hues.
Donning their wings
as moments form
creating timelines
to then be born.
Giving an existence
a form of peace,
a time and place
for pain to cease.
Found as a turnstile
a gateway of style
life as embraceable
gives ones a smile.
Initializing seasons
pages to discern
like a good book
sightwise to learn.
Heavenly heartbeats
beating as one
moments to embrace
as second to none.
Times we think of
as erasable finds
might be found as
embraceable times.

©By Bill Pearce
July 15,  2020

The Last Thought

A traveler’s mind
may become ages
found on journeys
as a road of stages.
Leaving the sight
of a track of time
the last thought
as rhythms rhyme.
You may become
as real old tales
that of a story
found on trails.
We might display
a season of life
that remembered
cuts like a knife.
Living hindsights
that you forgot
may just become
as the last thought.

©By Bill Pearce
July 16,  2020

Waters Become

Living as ripples
living as waves
as waters create
many displays.
Becoming scenes
lifetimes allure
flavorful sights
as waters pour.
Formed emotion
heaven’s delight
textures compile
as day to night.
Becoming a view
a river of time
heard as ripples
seen as a rhyme.
Life is with hope
of a rising sun
displaying what
waters become.

©By Bill Pearce
July 17,  2020

Glow of Night

Heavens passages
become as a show
lighting the night
with a scenic glow.
Showering us with
light from above
moonlight glowing
an essence of love.
Time is as a stage
as seconds tick on
creating a window
seen within dawn.
The moon begins
a journey around
as a glow of night
many have found.
Some see answers
in horoscope signs
the moon at night
of so many minds.
Yet many see it
and think of sleep
that glow of night
in dreams so deep.
Look at it closely
and seek surprise
the moon above
in the starry skies.
Search for dreams
in that large light
found in the sky
a glow of night.

©By Bill Pearce
July 17,  2020

for July 18,  2020

Hopes of a garden
are that of a gardener
to water the seeds.

Challenging footsteps
will create their own design
found in the lessons.

In search of dew drops
you might discover morning
as a love affair.

Discipline of time
is formed through many failures
as patience is gained.

The lines on our face
show our laughter and our frowns
that keeps ones confused.

Living for moments
can find many misconceived
as the moments change.

Lasting impressions
can form without knowing it
and be remembered.

Cleaning out closets
might expose some skeletons
you had forgotten.

When painting pictures
the view within your minds eye
might be judgmental.

Life as a portrait
can become unbreathable
living on a shelf.

When pushing too hard
you might push into problems
so give time its space.

Letters in a word
may be silent by nature,
but still have meaning.

When creating lists
many will leave off their needs
and only write wants.

Doorways through our life
will open and close with time
that might need avoided.

Listening to sounds
determining what you hear
can give surprises.

Organizing time
to create a structured life
can form much boredom.

God provides a way
to move passed your saddened soul
and that is through prayer.

Windows of our soul
exposes darkness within,
so it’s not hidden.

The wind as it blows
creates words within each breath
telling its stories.

Tomorrow’s journey
might hold many reflections
that we’ll remember.

Creating pathways
needs knowledge of directions
of best ways to go.

Now’s just a second
that will most surely pass on
leaving us choices.

©By Bill Pearce
July 18,  2020

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