Different Picture


Hello my friends

It’s been a bumpy past week.  I have not
been feeling well at all.  I would fill ya in,
but it is a rather gross story LOL,  so I’ll
just leave it be for now.  I’m feeling much
 better now.  The weather has been rather
mild up here compared to previous years.
I know winter has a long way to go,  but
it’s still holding back its coldest weather.
We haven’t had near the snow that we’ve
had in the past,  of course as I said before
winter has a long way to go yet,  so it may
come in major loads soon.  Anyways,  on
with the journal :).  Living up here has its
good and bad issues.  The good is that the
summers don’t last long and it doesn’t get
near as hot as it does down south hehehe.
The bad is that when the snow begins to
melt,  it creates slippery ice and slush that
makes it hard to function.  I love the snow
and enjoy watching it snow.  I even enjoy
getting out and playing in the snow with
our boys.  They love it when I come out
with them.  They get ecstatic over that 🙂
Judy and I have been staying safe as we
continue with our life.  There’s been ups
and there’s been downs,  but mostly it’s
been fair.  With my previous illness we
were worried that I was going to die,  but
it’s not my time.  Ok so I’ll tell ya about
my un pleasurable excursion.  My small
intestines of which all that I have left
had gotten twisted or knotted up and
caused feces to back up into my stomach,
which in turn caused me to get rather
ill and then begin throwing up FECES.
I threw up over 15 pounds of feces :).
My intestines have since untwisted or
untied.  I am back to my old ornery
self.  That was a heck of a weight loss
program LOL.  I lost over 15 pounds
that day…  So,  now I know why I was
gaining so much weight hehehe.  OK,
so I have filled ya in on my past week
experience.  Judy said she would not
of believed it if she hadn’t seen it LOL.
Anyways,  hopefully next topic.   Judy
had craft night last night (Saturday),
but she had not gotten the item she was
going to work on yet, so she just went
and had fun with her sisters.  Me and
the boys stayed home as usual.  They
have kind of gotten used to that and
don’t raise much of a fuss when she’s
leaving,  but when they hear her come
home,  it’s a different picture hehehe.
They go bonkers LOL.  So,  that in a
sense is about all there is to tell or that
I can think of at the moment.  Maybe
I’ll think of something later that I’ll tell
ya in the second half,  but until then I
do believe it’s time for me to be reading
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.  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 stumbled upon a
fairly decent title just a few lines back
and now after checking I see that it has
not been used yet,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Different Picture

Our memories
of a certain time
might be scenes
just in the mind.
A different picture
might be painted
in another mind
as slightly tainted.
We might view
the things we see
within our minds
very differently.
Allow your views
to find the good
and find peace in
yesterdays wood.
Time is knocking
on tomorrows door
a different picture
for you to explore.
Let your future
to find the mixture
lessons learned in
a different picture.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 10,  2021

Well,  there ya go.  Learn from all of the
garbage that has washed onto our shore.
I hope you liked the poem.  I also hope
you enjoyed my rambling and it didn’t
gross ya out too badly hehehe.  There’s
not much else to tell ya,  being I cannot
think of anything that needs to be said,
other than of course what I tell ya every
week and that is,  I wrote some more
poems and haiku.  Yep, 10 more poems
and 22 more haiku.  I hope you can find
1 or 2 of either or both that you like :).
Now with that said,  I reckon it’s time
for me to begin my search for that silly
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before
I wish you a blessings filled week and a
peaceful life.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  Now,  where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this time?  Hmm,  I wonder if it’s behind
my camera again.  Nope.  How about my
pills?  Nope.  LOL I see ya you silly lil
varmint.  Trying hide behind my tissue
box again huh.  It might of worked if it
was not sticking out clear to see and the
fact that you kept moving which moved
it also.  Will you ever learn to be still?
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
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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
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Thought Becomes

Life moves on
as words and ways
while seasons pass
with times to gaze.
Like a window
time peeks through
displaying sights
for me and for you.
Creating scenes
sights for sore eyes
thoughts become
a timeless surprise.
Life’s pathway
may seem as sound
when we hear it
as we look around.
Heaven gives
life’s seasonal suns
the prayerful days
thought becomes.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 5,  2021

Moment’s Mind

Scenes are begun
as times design
forming moments
for eyes to find.
Maybe of briefness
or just a glance
a moment’s mind
of song and dance.
Maybe as ripples
or a scenic quest
we might discover
a timeless test.
It might even seem
a time to beseech
a moment’s mind
on a distant beach.
Create a pathway
for sands to sift
God filled seconds
for time to drift.
Allow the thoughts
to become as gold
a moment’s mind
to one day unfold.
Find the miracles
blessings of style
that gave answers
life did compile.
Maybe as problems
time after time
making stronger
a moment’s mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 7,  2021

Train of Thought

Tracks we travel
might hold clear
signs of times
of a yesteryear.
Seeming an echo
a time moves on
a train of thought
as right or wrong.
We might travel
tracks of despair
moments needing
a breath of air.
Look on beyond
the distant miles
and find the path
to growing smiles.
The train may be
just a memory
upon the tracks
of times history.
Yet the future
bestows a lot
as tracks uncover
a train of thought.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 7,  2021

Stop To Breathe

Cease your flight
of seasons gain
and take a breath
do not refrain.
Breathe in deeply
a breath of air
to come ashore as
an ocean’s prayer.
God will bestow
a life of love
into your breath
from up above.
Become as a bird
a seagulls flight
that’s as a breath
of day and night.
Stop to breathe
and rest a while,
then look back
with a little smile.
Time gives a way
to then achieve,
but we must first
stop to breathe.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2021

Flying in Dreams

Skies of illusions
might open wide
and create dreams
for a skyline ride,
Found as seconds
minutes become
counted illusions
as dreams begun.
Seeming shadows
a plane might fly
as dreamers minds
in a cloudy sky.
Forming thoughts
that come alive
flowing bestowing
as minutes arrive.
Cherish the times
dreams came true
seeming as illusion
a magical view.
Time is a doorway
life to perceive
flying in a dream
a place to believe.
Living for others
may cause pain,
so fly for yourself
and find the gain.
Search for a path
in certain scenes
often as illusions
flying in dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 8,  2021

Ocean of Memories

Stood as a doorway
windows peek through
an ocean of memories
is a magical view.
Formed from eternity
as the waves unfold
an ocean of memories
is a story that’s told.
Patterned after sight
of the waves rolling in
an ocean of memories
is time to transcend.
It flows on its journey
to then there upon
an ocean of memories
a sweet scenic song.
It hums to us sweetly
a song without words
an ocean of memories
a passing of birds.
Seagulls might fly by
and create a sound
an ocean of memories
as you look around.
A time on the shore
watching many waves
an ocean of memories
is of many displays.
It’s created by wishes
with magical views
an ocean of memories
that blessings infuse.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

December Sky

Midmorning days
might display a mind
formed by the winds
of December’s design.
Then as a window
time may get through
allowing the changes
in then thereunto.
Laid out in a style
of a December dream
the sky formulates
into a magical scene.
The winds bestow
the wintertime’s flare
in a December sky
with living debonair.
The eve will come
as a momentous sigh
displaying its peace
with a December sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

Holding Tightly

Timeless stages
form a smile
holding tightly
for a while.
Creating paths
ones can walk
holding tightly
seconds talk.
Seasons change
creating styles
times we’ve seen
life compiles.
Like a journey
winter’s ways
holding tightly
gives a gaze.
Allow your eyes
a little prayer
holding tightly
breath of air.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

Evening’s Shine

Glimmering essence
timelessly seen
the evening becomes
as someone’s dream.
Glamour of evening
becomes our view
as it shines brightly
with old and anew.
Cherish the minutes
the seconds become
watching the end to
the evening sun.
Hold the memories
tightly with care
as evening’s shine
answers a prayer.
Look for the beauty
time after time
found in the setting
of evening’s shine.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

Lullaby of Night
Sleep tight starlight
while you shine
and I’ll sing a lullaby
of my heart’s design.
Close your little eyes
sweet stars of night
and glow as a dream
with a magical light.
The moon and clouds
might hide your view,
but I can remember
all that you accrue.
You give out a light
that ignites the sky
with twinkling beauty
of the greatest supply.
Sleep tight starlight
I’ll always remember
you gave me dreams
as a burning ember.
Flavored with love
your wonderful light
I’ll sing you a song
a lullaby of night.
©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

for Jan 9,  2021

Some may not perceive
what all that we are seeing
and remain confused.

The balance of time
is within our daily grasp
often with hurry.

Sentimental thoughts
can become anchors in life
that can hold us back.

Storms of existence
might be only within us
and not what’s around.

So many fires
are derived from ignorance
and letting it thrive.

When turning around
in the midst of a snowstorm
you might see footprints.

Change of perspective
can offer up some answers
or some more problems.

Walking in the wind
you might find many struggles,
but also gain strength.

Floating on a lake
of a watery echo
you might see your past.

Sometimes illusions
can appear to be more real
that what that is true.

The science of life
is often misunderstood
as we are human.

Traveling mindsets
can get lost in the moments
and not see the facts.

Windows to our minds
are as doorways to lessons
teaching right from wrong.

Our cherished assets
are often not important,
but may seem to be.

Looking up above
the stars might tell a story
to help us to sleep.

Explosions of time
can be the product of good
hidden in the bad.

Scenes that come to be
might be displayed just for you
and you not know it.

Reaching for the stars
you might capture a few clouds
deep within your mind.

Tomorrow’s doorway
might need a little patience
if you’re not ready.

Running too quickly
you might stumble and fall down,
so take steady steps.

Give God your problems
and then do your very best
and goodness will flow.

Looking for answers
you might find a few questions
with a deeper view.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 9,  2021

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