Creating Designs


Hello my friends

It’s Sunday again.  Sheesh,  time sure flies
when your watching the walls collect dust 🙂
Yep,  but then Monday of last week was a
different story.  It was my birthday and we
went mini golfing and we had a blast.  Judy
had never been mini golfing before,  but she
said,  she wants to do it again.  They have
an ice cream parlor there too and so we got
some ice cream after we got done playing 🙂
I told Judy I didn’t know how to keep score
being I had never kept score on top of the
fact it has been since the 80’s that I have
been mini golfing.  I really didn’t care to
keep score.  I just wanted to play hehehe,
but Judy said she wanted to keep score so
she could show and say that she beat me :).
Well,  it seems I have not forgotten how
to play it and I beat her.  Not intentionally.
Many of my shots were luck or that’s what
we called them LOL.  Anyways,  I’m sure
she will get better the more that she plays.
When we’ll go back is up for debate hehehe,
but for sure we are going to make it back
to play some more.  Judy and I both took
a lot of pictures.  A lot of them were of us
playing mini golf.  LOL Judy took a few of
me fishing our golf balls out of the water
hazards.  If you receive my journal in the
stationery form then you’ll see them :), but
if not then try to picture them all in your
 mind LOL.  Life at the Pearce’s Place is
still alive and well with the sound of dogs
running about.  My daughter is coming up
at the end of the month and we’ve been
trying to clean up the living room which
has turned into a collect all.  Judy put the
old computer chair seat out on the porch,
but put too close to the porch door and
when I went out to dispose of the mouse
that was caught in the mouse trap the sun
was shining bright and it sort of blinded
me and when I came back in I tripped
over the chair and got my foot caught in
one of the arms of it and it made me lose
my balance and I twisted my back and now
I am in a lot of pain hoping that the pain
subsides soon.  If not,  I’ll go and see if
I can get a shot in my back to relieve the
pain or something 🙂  I’m trying not to
add to our doctor bill collection hehehe.
Judy went this morning with her sisters
to meet up with some of her cousins at
the Bangor Governor’s Restaurant and
should be home in a couple of hours.  The
boys are in here with me.  I left the front
door open so if they want to go outside
they can.  It’s a beautiful day.  The sun’s
shining bright and there are clouds in the
sky creating designs.  Although I’ll have
to close the front door soon,  so that when
Judy gets home she doesn’t have to dodge
the dogs LOL.  Benny isn’t so bad about
getting in the way,  but Rocky’s not so
bright.  Don’t want Judy to have to park
at the end of the driveway because Rocky
won’t get out of the way unless I hear her
drive up and call him to the house hehehe.
Anyways,  that’s about all that has gone
on around this place.  God is still watching
over us as are many angels that are with
us each and every day as well as ones that
we come into contact with on our travels.
Thank You God for always looking out
for us and protecting us and thank You
for all that You will do.  AMEN.  Now I
do believe it’s time for me to be taking a
lil little trip through all that I’ve written
to see if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s new
poem.  So,  it’s away I go,  to that lil place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found me
a decent title about a quarter of the way
back in my rambling and I see that it has
not been used yet,  but used it shall be.
Here’s goes

Creating Designs

So many places
create their form
as times designs
to then be born.
Becoming a life
of another view
creating pathways
from old to new.
The sky above us
might be a dream
a time reminding
things we’ve seen.
Formed as sights
with distant hues
remembered times
we’d win or lose.
Lost in a cloud
a moment reminds
things we found
creating designs.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 6,  2020

Well there ya go.  It’s not great,  but it’s
what I thought of with that title hehehe.
Anyways,  I also hope you enjoyed my
rambling.  I do tend to ramble don’t I
hehehe!  Well I’ve rambled about all I
am able to ramble and now it’s time for
me to tell you what I tell you every week
and that is,  I wrote some more poems
and haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems,  but
this time there are 2 Christmas poems
in the mix.  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 do believe
it’s time for me to begin my search for
that hardly elusive off switch, but surely
not before I wish you a Happy Labor
Day and a truly blessings filled week :).
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Okey dokey so now to find that
ornery off switch.  Hmm looking around
the room.  Where can that thing be hiding?
LOL I saw ya you silly thing.  Hiding just
a little too close to my tissue box hehehe.
  You almost knocked the box in the floor.
  There’s just not enough room for you
and it in the same place 🙂  You’re silly.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Healing Essence

Drifting uplifting
times and places
create the scenes
a heart embraces.
Appealing sights
of wondrous hue
a healing essence
from old to anew.
Skimming water
shimmering style
becomes the hope
ones reconcile.
Changing within
of all that roars
and finding peace
on other shores.
Seek for answers
in God’s Grace
healing essence
a smiling face.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

Waters of Time

Flowing over rocks
as a river of style
the waters portray
a moment a mile.
Time might seem
of different array
flowing waters
from day to day.
As many dream
with imagination
they bring views
with desperation.
Scented of prayer
with hopeful mist
time might begin
to turn and twist.
Search deep within
for peace of mind
found in a prayer
of waters of time.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

Christmas Mysteries

Many view wintertime
as snowy and cold
and don’t see the signs
with times ones told.
Mysteries among us
as heaven divine
the magic of Christmas
some dream the design.
Some can only dream
as stories are read
when then in the night
it lives in their head.
Dreamworlds unite
as time moves on
providing the mysteries
from night unto dawn.
Becoming as a breath
seeming as illusion
as snow’s falling down
creating confusion.
Dreams come alive
with a little hope
displaying a passageway
skiers down a slope.
Look deep within you
and locate a smile
living within memories
of a Christmas style.
Formed as a dream
of snowy seas
our mind can discover
Christmas mysteries.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2020

A Winter Road

There is a pathway
a road of time
that holds in view
a Christmas mind.
It seems the scenes
that come in view
might be roads
a little bit askew.
Yet as our eyesight
looks on beyond
we might find
a seasonal song.
A moment of dream
can open a door
to living views
times to explore.
A Christmas design
might explode
as seasonal styles
on a winter road.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 1,  2020

Eve of Light

Some see differently
scenes that become
a night sky falling
decreasing the sun.
Oh so many dream
of a different array
perception of time
the end of a day.
Yet look much closer
at the colorful sky
with the eve of light
that seconds apply.
Open up your heart
and let it shine in
the times so divine
beginning to end.
Locate dreamworlds
of a heartfelt sight
found when looking
at an eve of light.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 2,  2020

Midnight Track

Deep in the night
we might dream
sights and sounds
of so many things.
A track of time
might seem to go
into our dreams
of moonlight flow.
Look deep within
and find a place
a midnight track
you can embrace.
Look deeper now
into the world
as minutes form
seeming unfurled.
Find a heartbeat’s
wondrous design
on trains of night
that move in time.
Look even deeper
to there and back
and enjoy riding
the midnight track.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Just  a Glance

Points in time
we might see
may become
as our history.
Beyond views
of yesterday
just a glance
may drift away.
Becoming time
moments sun
now and then
as life begun.
Forms display
a mindful grin
as remembered
time and again.
Just a moment
a passing phase
a time reminds
of distant days.
Hearts beating
within a frame
just a glance
seconds attain.
Points of views
pages turned
form a window
times discerned.
Bringing alive
a time’s delight
a day of praise
a scenic sight.
 Some of stages
as life’s begun
in the morn
or setting sun.
Find a story
to recall
just a glance
as spring to fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Simple Dreams

Animals running
near and afar
dreams can seem
just like a star.
Maybe an impala
or deer to run
painted alive
in an evening sun.
Life’s simplicity
is that of a style
dreams that seem
to live for a while.
I find I’m wishing
and dreaming too
of the windows
of lifetimes anew.
We can create
so many scenes
that can live on
in simple dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 3,  2020

Learning To See

We’ve got times
troubles expose
thorns of life
joining the rose.
So many views
can be displayed
as bad and good
life’s lemonade.
You might find
a time and place
a learning stage
a warm embrace.
It might just be
as passing stages
times reminding
of distant ages.
Find the scenes
a heart’s degree
life and times
learning to see.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2020

Alluring Colors

Windows of time
show many scenes
times that we find
wonderful things.
Some as blessings
and some as style
as alluring colors
of a magical while.
Bringing our eyes
wide opened to see
the alluring colors
that life gives free.
Some are changes
leaving what’s left
as alluring colors
then take a breath.
Breathing in time
not like the others
but of their own
as alluring colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 4,  2020

for Sept 5,  2020

The leaves of autumn
create many things to view
as colors paint the scenes.

Time is a keeper
holding the past and present
helping us to learn.

Looking for the truth
might display what’s not wanted
and wish it were lies.

Some seeking spirits
will misread the ones they find
and only see dreams.

Pages from our life
can be found in others books,
because they were there.

A scented candle
can remind ones of Christmas
or of an old flame.

Belief in something
does not mean that it exist,
but it can give strength.

Harboring anger
from the depths of memory
can make sadness thrive.

Various doorways
create their very own windows
and some are without.

Seasons of beauty
are displayed as time moves on
showing what they have.

Glancing at the moon
you might see some clouds pass by
creating pictures.

A well without rope
has no use for a bucket,
for it can’t hold it.

Gradient hillsides
can prevent ones from climbing
or help them to learn.

Some lines that are drawn
only keep misery in
and do not protect.

Shadows of a branch
can look scary in the wind
as the leaves rustle.

Emotions of time
become as a tornado
with held in anger.

When searching the sky
you might discover some stars
that twinkle for you.

Pages upon pages
of our stories mysteries
are written in code.

A windsock of time
tells the direction of life
and crucial moments.

Some conversations
are unnecessary words
spoken endlessly.

Challenging a storm
can create your own failures
with what you don’t know.

In desperation
we might try to rush something
that has its own speed.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 5,  2020

for Aug 29,  2020

The passing of time
begins with an illusion
that becomes so real.

Tears of a man
are often hidden inside
where ulcers are born.

Walking in the rain
can be a refreshing sight
or sadness to see.

A paper airplane
can fly without an engine,
but it needs some help.

Today begins time
as a counter starts counting
adding the minutes.

Frightened by a storm
many will hide in bad places
thinking it is safe.

Living in a lie
can become many heartbeats
being falsified.

The things that we say
can be repeated in time
as bad memories.

Forms of deception
are often born of a lie
that got out of hand.

The life of a star
might seem to be forever,
but just a short time.

Seasons of despair
will sometimes create journeys
that moments expose.

When one is wasted
on sad intoxication
life might seem too much.

Fears of a haunting
may come from your memories
of something ones said.

Life of a flower
begins as only a seed
that finds strength to grow.

Essence of rainbows
is that of many colors
and a pot of gold.

Stories that we’ve heard
can often become so real
if we imagine.

Listening to rhymes
that a poet reads to you
can become a song.

Passionate people
give forth many forms of hope
that might be sour.

Playing with fire
often means you will get burned
unless it’s contained.

The leaves of autumn
create a stage of colors
that death beautifies.

Now might be a dream
that can become a nightmare
if you don’t wake up.

Beyond the ocean
a sunrise might lay in wait
as night continues.

©By Bill Pearce
Aug 29,  2020

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