Monthly Archives:October 2017


Hello my friends

It’s been a fairly decent week.  Last Tuesday
I got the windows in the front porch screened.
They turned out pretty good.  Yeppers now we
can sit out on the porch during the summer and
open the windows to enjoy the fresh air.  Judy
and I bought Tootsie Roll Pops for the kids
that we are fairly sure will come to our house
trick or treating LOL.  Both of our neighbors
have little kids and they end up over here ever
so often wanting to play with our boys Benny
and Rocky.  Benny will sit out in the driveway
looking for them from time to time hehehe.  He
loves kids.  So,  what else is going on around
the Pearce’s Place?  Well,  I have begun doing
a little work here and there on our porch so it
will not be so drafty such as putting up a seal
between the house and it.  I have one side yet
to do and it should be good until I can buy
some spray insulation foam to seal it up tight.
When we get paid next month I’m going to call
and order us some heating oil.  We’ve still got
between a half and a quarter of a tank of oil,
but that won’t make it through winter.  I’ll
order us 100 or more gallons and that should
do us for a while if all goes well.  We’ve got a
high wind warning for us from 2 AM to 8 AM
in the morning.  Winds south 25 to 35 MPH
with gust up to 60 MPH.  LOL If you do not
hear from us next Sunday,  we might of blown
away.  We live in a mobile home ya know LOL.
I’ve still been busy working on my new book,
writing more poems for pictures.  You’d think
I would of run out of ideas by now wouldn’t
ya hehehe?  Nope,  I’m still moving along 🙂
Judy hasn’t done any painting in the last few
days,  but I’m sure she’ll get back to it.  She
took a little break from painting to work on
a poetry book that her and our grandson are
doing together.  Yep,  Judy and Christian now
have a book of poetry together and it is titled
Look Up.  It can be found on Judy’s Amazon
page along with all of Judy’s other books. I’m
very proud of Judy.  She’s a great writer.  Her
and I began together writing and here we are
today with multiple books published.  Who’d
a thunk it LOL!  So,  what else is there to tell
ya?  Well,  Judy and her sisters are going down
to Bangor to see their brother Ricky.  He’s in
the hospital not doing so well.  Please keep him
in your prayers.  They had to remove his right
leg.  He had already had his left leg amputated
due to gangrene about 2 years ago and infection
got bad making him to lose his right leg or die.
God is always in control even if we cannot see
or feel it.  Things happen that are far beyond
our comprehension.  The answers are in Heaven.
Well I’m gonna make this short as this passed
week has not been very eventful hehehehe and
so I guess it’s time for me to be looking 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 place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found
a fairly decent title just a few lines back and
I see that I have not used it yet,  so here goes…

Things Happen

Seen are struggles
times display
moments problems
day to day.
Yes things happen
times accord
that often are
from our Lord.
We may never
see the gain
until we’ve stood
in time’s constrain.
All the lessons
times conclude
might just happen
to change your mood.
Yes things happen
timeless so,
some from God
to help us grow.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 29,  2017

There ya go.  I hope the poem made some form
of sense to ya and my rambling didn’t put ya to
sleep 🙂  There’s not much else to tell you,  being
as I said before,  this passed week has been not
so busy.  Not many pictures,  so who knows what
I will use for stationery hehehe!  I hope you have
a safe and happy Halloween, if you celebrate it 🙂
We are only giving the kids lollipops being that
Halloween is for the kids anyways.  Our favorite
time of year is CHRISTMAS.  We’ve got all kinds
of Christmas stuff laid around the house as well
as 2 Christmas trees in the living room HoHoHo.
I look like Santa Claus LOL,  so why not hehehe.
So,  I reckon it’s time for me to tell you what I
tell you almost every week and that is,  I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems with an added 5 which ups the total to 15.
There are 4 Christmas poems among them too 🙂
I also wrote once again 22 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
off switch,  but not before I wish you a blessed
weekend or what ever is left of it and a truly
wonderful God filled week.  Remember,  Jesus
loves you and we do too.  So to begin my search.
Where can that mischievous off switch be hiding?
Hmm,  I think I see something that’s out of place.
I don’t remember my camera having a sway to
it LOL.  Sheesh,  if you could just learn to sit
still.  I might not of seen ya if you had not been
rocking back and forth hehehe.  Practice being
still 🙂  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
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Together In Life

We all will bleed
in cutting style,
a frown of life
or joyful smile.
The days begin
with you and I
together in life
when times apply.
Written is seen
the words of time
together in life
our own design.
We might not be
so same in sight,
but humanity
shows our light.
Together in life
we join the days
the way we look
of a certain phase.
We splash waters,
times we’ve seen
together in life
our own cuisine.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2017

It Comes And Goes

Sights of autumn
winter too
become the life
within our view.
Just as a stage
of settings suns
it comes and goes
and often runs.
Times remembered
a photograph
become the scenes
of distant past.
It comes and goes
as waves of grain
within seconds
times attain.
A mere reflection
might expose
the life and times
it comes and goes.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2017

Snowy Branches

Mid day season
snowy white
displays branches
times delight.
As a moment
comes in phase
life of winter
is to gaze.
Snowy branches
holding true
the heavy weight
within my view.
Seen as Christmas
joy is found
when I surely
look around.
Mid day season
Christmas finds
snowy branches
on my mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2017

Times So Special

A field of dreams,
a wondrous view,
a scenic sight
from old to new.
Within a photo
times I see
become the best
of history.
Times so special
way back when
our photographs
remember them.
A smiling face
from love so sweet
becomes a time
wished to repeat.
As life goes on
and days pass by
times so special
seem to fly.
The moments find
a place to rest
within my mind
to be the best.
For as the days
find minutes gone
time so special
then moves on.
Yet the moments
still live true,
times so special
a photo view.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 24,  2017

Dream Weaver

The night sky displays
a sight which to swoon
dream weavers essence
of the silvery moon.
It displays a story
that becomes our dreams
a weaver of blessings
and wonderful scenes.
The night is a special
place to find stars
the same as the planets
such as Venus and Mars.
A sight to remember
as the days come to pass
that special experience
of a moon shadow cast.
The seasons envelop
that wonderful glow
as the sky’s story teller
winter displays on snow.
The shine of moonlight
is a dream weavers dance
found as a portion
of timeless romance.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Wintery Style

Remembering pictures,
some photos of winter
time is the artwork
found front and center.
A wintery style
of a seasonal quest
becomes as an ocean
with white snowy zest.
Seeming as artwork
the times I remember,
a Christmastime scene
is a bright burning ember.
An old winter style
filled with imagination
becomes as a blessing
with snows accumulation.
The time is a place
that’s locked in my mind
as a wintery style
of a great point and time.
It makes me so happy
and gives me a smile
that time I remember,
that wintery style.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Old Winter Road

The country scenes
of times to pass
become the moments
that surely last.
Times remembered
to surely unfold
will display the scenes
of an old winter road.
As but a doorway
to another dimension
an old winter road
comes to our attention.
It brings forth a style
of a Christmassy scene
painted by winter
to become as a dream.
An old winter road
is a time I recall,
filled full of beauty
and stands out so tall.
It’s but a portion
of what that’s bestowed,
this wintertime sight
of an old winter road.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Cattails Of Summer

Painted moments
timeless true
cattails of summer
come into view.
As they are painted
they are but a scene
a time and a flavor
in sunshine agleam.
These are the times
an artist perception,
a scene of summer,
a moments reflection.
Life by a lakeside
or little pond
cattails of summer
are seen to respond.
Drinking the nectars
of waters on way
cattails of summer
become a display.
Found standing high
by the waters flow
cattails of summer
will most surely grow.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Peaceful Life

Ripples in water
with peace in its flow
brings forth direction
with times to bestow.
Just as the segments
of stages of scenes
a peaceful life is
found in our dreams.
We can bring forth
those dreams into true
and make them to be
the life that we view.
It might take some time
to become as real
as a peaceful life
that your hands can feel.
Yet it can be done
as a moment in time
as a peaceful life
inside of your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Time Of Life

Roads well traveled
sights we’ve scene
show the signs
of joy extreme.
Many directions
of scenic drives
as houses display
the Christmas lives.
Sweet decorations
of there and a time
find Christmas seen
as a time so divine.
The wonders of God
and birth of His Son
became as a time
that’s second to none.
A sweet time of life
with a photo drive
to view all the scenes
of Christmas alive.
Time’s we remember
are greatest to be
that sweet time of life
that is now history.
It brings forth a glow
of a wonderful day,
a time I remember
of a magical way.
Stars would glisten
as moments bestowed
this time of life,
a Christmas road.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 25,  2017

Within A While

As but a fraction
of life that we see,
time is a porthole
to be what will be.
A distant scene
of a field of time
within a while
will fill the mind.
It brings into view
a wonderful sight
that grows beyond
our day and night.
Within a while
time might repeat
a sight that we saw
a wonderful treat.
Food for the eyes
to fill them so full
within a while
a heavenly jewel.
It might seem faint
this moment’s delight
as time moves along
from day unto night.
Yet as a mirror
inside of our mind
within a while
remembers a time.
This is but a scene
that time did compile
a wonderful sight
within a while.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 26,  2017


A sight
we’ve heard
a timeless
a scene
a wanted
The life
we hear
is so
it brings
in view
a time
so true.
An endless
a great
a void
a time
Such as
a time
that God
has staged
an endless

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 27,  2017

Sight Of Autumn

A distant house,
a lakeside view
becomes a scene
with waters blue.
Sight of autumn
comes in phase
in this view
of distant days.
Colors changing
bringing sight
as the artwork
times delight.
A distant house
is at a glance
seen as autumns
leaves will dance.
As the minutes
bring their place
sight of autumn
does not waste.
It gives a view
for ones to see
as colors change
so joyfully.
Then the moments
pass on through
sight of autumn
there in view.
A lakeside house
is there to gaze
sight of autumn
wondrous days.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 26,  2017

As Time Shall Pass

We often are found
looking back in time
at the lives we’ve had
and our past design.
As time shall pass
it will bring in view
the sight of things
of another hue.
Some bridges burned
leaving memories
of certain times
in distant seas.
Seas are our vision
of how we perceive
the times of life
we chose to weave.
A time and place
might expose a dream
as time shall pass
to a certain scene.
Like a reflection
as time shall pass
it leaves memories
that then shall last.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 27,  2017

Lost In The Clouds

Beyond our thinking
thoughts begin
the timeless sights
from bright to dim.
Seen as illusions
that drift in the sky,
minds might wander,
our minds might fly.
Lost in the clouds
as a moment’s unrest
our lives might seem
as an ongoing test.
The lessons will come
as time moves along,
some seeming right,
some seeming wrong.
Yet there are lessons
that come into view,
teaching us truly
what we are to do.
So, if your mind
is lost in the clouds
look for the lessons
a moment endows.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 28,  2017

for Oct 28,  2017

Reliving a time
that was just but a moment
might become distraught.

As connect the dots
many will seek for answers
in clouds of design.

Forming simple thoughts
often brings forth illusions
that we imagine.

When the wind’s blowing
it’s speaking what it’s thinking
as words of a breeze.

Life can be changes
that begin by letting go
and changing your view.

Shadows of ourselves
are reflections in others
that we might not like.

Various turnstiles
may incorporate lessons
hidden in the view.

Windstorms of ages
might hide rainbows within them
as lightning and sound.

Shame is a teacher
that shows our imperfection
through our humility.

When life gives problems
there are ways to work through them
that are well hidden.

Chance will come knocking
as the days display doorways
that hide their motive.

An ocean of waves
creates a vast turbulence
with a ship at sea.

Flowers of lifestyles
begin their ongoing quest
to bloom emotion.

Glimmers of sunlight
bring the sight of life to see
as daylight meets dark.

Counting lucky stars
can become precarious
as the starlight dims.

Scenes within time frames
can display much confusion
that others see clear.

Without yesterday
there is nothing that is learned,
but what now teaches.

The past is the past,
for it is now memories,
so learn the lessons.

Challenging strangers
shows your own stupidity,
for they might be friends.

With a simple breath
life can blow out a candle
or light a new one.

Shelter from a storm
is a place that is stronger
than where that you are.

As a door opens
it gives chances for right now
that need your caution.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 28,  2017

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Hello my friends

Did ya miss me?  Judy and I drove to Texas
on the 4th and made it there on the 6th which
was a Friday.  We spent a few days with my
mom and sister as well as visited with my
daughter and her new hubby as well as a few
friends that I haven’t seen in a decade or so.
It was really great seeing all of them,  but it
was sad having to leave so very soon.  I wasn’t
able to see many of my friends and family due
to lack of time.  We still had a great time.  We
hope to maybe one day return for yet another
visit,  or maybe some can come up to see us.
Benny and Rocky were good boys.  They were
on their best behavior.  Rocky did not have
1 accident while he was there and that was my
biggest fear about bringing him LOL.  Benny
is never one to worry about.  Though he did
get on our nerves barking at every sound he
heard and being in the city,  there were a lot
of sounds.  He still barks at our neighbors
when they close doors or rev there engines
to head out,  but he’s getting better hehehe.
I took over a 1000 photos on our trip to
Texas and back LOL.  Of course many of
them were either repeats or blurry due to the
lack of sunlight 🙂  None the less I got a lot
of great pictures as well as many pictures
of family and friends while we were in Texas
and I’m thankful for that.  So,  it’s back to
the journals 🙂  I bet ya didn’t even miss me.
No matter,  I’m back.  The weather has been
not too bad here lately.  A little chilly,  but
for October,  not too bad.  We haven’t done
much since we got back home other than
our regular stuff like going grocery shopping
and Judy’s doctor visit. Of course we still
watch out favorite television programs LOL.
Judy managed to get the DVR set to record
a few of our favorite programs while we were
gone,  but many of them we’ll have to watch
on dish on demand.  Our grandson Christian
came and spent this weekend with us.  His
mom was supposed to pick him up after she
got off work today (Sunday),  but she called
just a bit ago to say she’s not gonna make
it.  She hit a deer on the way over.  She said
she’s OK,  but her car is totaled.  Thank God
she is OK.  She said the police were on the
way and Judy headed out with Christian to
go pick her up to take her and him home.  I
had to stay home with the boys.  No room
for us all LOL.  I didn’t think that the boys
would ride too well in the back behind the
seat 🙂  Anyways,  only one of us needed to
go, so I stayed home.  I’ve told Judy to use
her bright lights whenever possible for that
very reason.  It looks like Helena will be
having to get another car.  Though I am
so relieved that she was not hurt.  Cars can
be replaced,  people cannot.  So,  it’s just
me and the boys here hanging out together.
If Judy isn’t back in time I’ll record a few
of our TV programs for us to watch later.
Not much else is going on.  God has kept
us safe.  His many angels as well as loved
ones of ours that are watching over us are
always giving us energy to continue through
the problematic turnstiles.  Thank You God
for all of the blessings You have given us.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin my
little quest back through all that I’ve written
here to see if I can find a word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s brand
new poem.  So,  it’s away I go to that little
place of my recollection that I always like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I believe
I found a fairly good title to use just a few
lines back.  Now to see if I can do anything
at all with it hehehe.  Here goes…


The storms in life
we often find
become a special
point in time.
A scene remembered
that life conceived
might have brought
sometime relieved.
A blessing found
through thick and thin
relieved the pain
to again begin.
We might so often
discover a course
a time of life
with Hells recourse
Some puzzle pieces
might fall together
to then become
a life forever.
A better time
from all the pain
relieved in life
to show a gain.
So many times
what we believed
was just a time
to be relieved.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 22,  2017

So,  there ya go.  I hope the poem made sense
to you 🙂  Also I hope you enjoyed my rambling.
I have been working on my new book and I’ve
already got a 4th of book 6 written.  It seems
I have found something that I’m good at LOL.
Back years ago when I did my first now called
poetry picture,  I never thought that I would
be putting them in books.  Especially as many
that I have done.  It just goes to show that we
can never be sure of what we will be doing in
the future.  The future can change with just
a little nudge from life.  Don’t be discouraged if
things are not going well right now,  because
things can change. Of course things can get
bad,  but have faith that God will pull you
through.  Judy just got back home.  She said
that she almost hit a few deer on the way to
get Helena.  She said deer were all over the
place for some reason.  Anyways, she made
it there and back safe and sound.  LOL now
she knows why I am always saying use the
high beams when you are able hehehehehe
I reckon it’s time for me to be telling you
what I tell you every week and that is I wrote
some more poems and haiku.  Yep 10 more
poems with an added 8 and 3 of them are
Christmas poems.  Also I wrote 22 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 hardly elusive
off switch,  but not before I wish you a most
wonderful and blessed week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Ok,  where
are ya hiding ya ornery off switch?  You’ve
had 2 weeks to try to find a good hiding
spot LOL.  Oh my,  I believe I see some
movement from behind my K2 meter 🙂
and I don’t think it’s a ghost hehehehehe.
I see ya you little whippersnapper.  You
still have problems remaining still so as
to not be found huh LOL.  Try harder.
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
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+8 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Rocky Shores

Life of ages
back and forth
leads a pathway
scenic course.
We’re as ships
that sail in time
rocky shores
we’ve yet to find.
Many lessons
will be found
on the days
we run aground.
Sometimes life
will just become
rocky shores
of setting sun.
Let the moments
find their oars
lead away from
rocky shores.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3,  2017


Through a day
of life and love
changes come
from up above.
Like an eclipse
life might be
as a portrait
ones can see.
Through our lives
of setting suns
time might be as
beating drums.
As an eclipse
hides from view
what a moment
is so true.
Hearts of fashion
come in sight
sometimes daytime
found as night.
So as time is
not so clear
look beyond it
search to hear.
Voices of our
life and times
might eclipse the
greatest times.
Seasons in
the days we see
might become
our history.
Then might fill
a moments list
as emotions
times eclipse.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 3, 2017

Distant Scenes

Seconds journeys
turn to days
as the minutes
change their phase.
Distant scenes
of black and white
might unfold
a wondrous sight.
An ocean dream
or memory
might one day
be now to see.
As distant scenes
come into view
the sight might be
a sea of blue.
With a faded sky
that time displays
the distant scenes
are greatest days.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 6,  2017

Grasses Green

With every step
of mind and soul
time becomes
a moments goal.
With grasses green
and seasons style,
time becomes
a wondrous while.
So many stages
now and then
are remembered
bright and dim.
Our survival
begins with breath,
a moment’s time
of more or less.
We might find
uncertain ways,
the grasses green
of distant days.
Such as moments,
autumns design
the grasses green,
a different find.
Leaves of color
red and gold
the days become
a story told.
Found as journeys
our eyes have seen
the colors change
with grasses green.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2017

Winter’s Big Scene

A grand illusion
that becomes so real
is a scene,  a dream
that hands can feel.
The story comes true
as a page in a book
winter’s big scene
a Christmassy look.
It is but a moment
that time displays
moments of blessings
to heal the grays.
Bringing in stages
of sights to and fro
some as a landscape
filled full of snow.
Christmases essence
is a wonderful thing
found as a fraction
of all that is seen.
Many of the blessings
are hidden from view
winter’s big scene
such a wonderful hue.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 16,  2017

Sailing Through

As life goes on
and pages turn
sailing through
gives much to earn.
Scenes we see
as time goes by
become the days
we’re asking why.
Some as seconds,
some as weeks,
sailing through
gives little peeks.
Signs of times
we now recall
while we’re sailing
large and small.
The ocean’s mind
within our days
sailing through
gives much to gaze.
Life might seem
as only pain
sailing through
each time again.
Yet the moments
might teach well
the time’s design
with each detail.
Lessons showing
what to do
when again we’re
sailing through.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2017

Remember A Flower

Amidst a season
that flowers bloom
seek to remember
April to June.
The height of color
of springtime’s days,
remember a flower
of a moments gaze.
Look within you,
remember a rose,
a time’s design
that life bestows.
Remember a flower
that gave you a smile
as time went on
for a little while.
Now but a memoir
our eyes did devour
is life at its best,
remember a flower.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2017

Rocky Trails

Like a storm cloud
time might seem
rocky trails
or rushing stream.
Paths encountered
age to age
might be rocky
filled with rage.
Let the pathways
find some peace
as your anger
you release.
Seek the doorways
through the mind
that are peaceful
time to time.
Allow the past as
lessons learned
rocky trails
of time discerned.
Let your rage that
life details
find some peace on
rocky trails.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2017

Tiny Ripples

Life’s a lesson
now and then
seen as ripples
in the wind.
A life of seasons
might portray
tiny ripples
in a way.
Sometimes life
with our desires
brings about
a ton of fires.
Tiny ripples
then become
problems found
each setting sun.
Let your life to
find release
tiny ripples
filled with peace.
As the ripples
form their way
find a smile
in day to day.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2017

Winter’s Mirage

As sunlight beacons
in the winter sky
ones might imagine
snowflakes to fly.
A mere mirage
of a scenic day
is formed within time
in a wonderful way.
With a hazy view
of time and place,
winter’s mirage
is a Christmas taste.
A snowy landscape
that’s oh so divine
is a heavenly scene
of a wondrous time.
A God given moment
of a snowy montage
is a Christmassy scene
of winter’s mirage.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 17,  2017

Sometime Somewhere

Beyond imagination
comes a place to see.
an emotional moment
with your mind set free.
Sometime somewhere
there might be a sight,
perceived as a blessing
as a little night light.
The light might expand
to a much grander view
sometime somewhere
that is guiding you.
The light might be angels
that Lord God provides
to guide you as a ship
through oceans of tides.
Beyond what you see
might be blessings of life
to heal you when weary
and help end your strife.
So look for the lighthouse
that time might display
sometime somewhere
and find a new day.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2017

Haunted Scenes

Sights we see
as life and times
might just be
within our minds.
Haunted scenes
might just display
our thoughts within
each passing day.
The certain sights
that fear us most
might just be
some happy ghost.
They just seem
to you real scary
as their spirits
often tarry.
Don’t let moments
times details
of haunted scenes
put fear in sails.
Look for beauty
in all the while
and haunted scenes
will give a smile.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2017

Just Breathe

Take a breath
and breathe today
a breath of life
a wondrous way.
Allow your mind
to find some peace
amidst the day
with times release.
Lose the anger
within a time
and then breathe in
a new design.
Find the blessings
less to grieve
take a breath then
and just breathe.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2017

Passing Minds

Time’s perplexing,
life that’s seen
found in autumn’s
colored sheen.
Leaves reflecting
certain hues,
life’s amazement
times infuse.
Seen as paintings
life’s portrayed
passing minds
are then inlaid.
As a dirt road
shows its place
passing minds
right then embrace.
Finding blessings
certain signs,
life awakens
passing minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 18,  2017

Distant Shores

Found as journeys
of the mind
distant shores
are sure to find.
Scenes we’ve seen
and held inside
became the essence
far and wide.
Distant shores
of life and stage
became but only
the turn of a page.
Times remembered
that seem unreal
might become
a flavored field.
A field that connects
a time or two
with distant shores
with waters blue.
Time might flourish
as your mind explores
amidst your memoirs
distant shores.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2017

Tales Of Life

Driven with hopeful,
perplexed by time
our tales of life
might live in our mind.
Scenes we encountered
timeless they seem,
our tales of life
might be just a dream.
Sometimes a roadway
or train track’s details
might share the story
of riding the rails.
Sometimes a story
will become too grand
as tales of life
are timeless to stand.
Stood by a train track
and looking to see
our tales of life
might become history.
So live in truthful
as you strive ahead
and tales of life
won’t be all that’s spread.
Seek for the better
of times given way
to display your journeys
of truth day to day.
Find a moments peace
that’s not tales of life
through a little prayer
that is lesser of strife.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2017

Cosmic Moon

Nighttime’s portrayal
of a cloud filled sky
shows a cosmic moon
that seems to fly by.
It seems as an echo
a timeless crusade
on through the clouds
so magically made.
A Halloween night
is a wondrous design
a time that I find
that fills up my mind.
As ghost and goblins
come into view
neath a cosmic moon
with a silvery hue.
The clouds highlight
this special theme
as a momentous time
within Halloween.
The stars are hidden
as it comes attune,
the Halloween night
with a cosmic moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 21,  2017

Winter Drive

With scenes of white
and snow filled way
a winter drive
is on display.
The whitest hue
that comes alive
is found within
a winter drive.
The light of day
becomes a theme
with scenes of white
just as a dream.
A cold snowy day
of Christmastime
becomes a stage,
a scene so divine.
The air’s so fresh
as time portrays
a sweet winter drive
with great displays.
Life is so cheerful
as snow comes alive
with Christmas scenes
on a winter drive.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 2,  2017

for Oct 19,  2017

Today might alarm
what tomorrow might become
as worry will grow.

Sight of a flower
can be essence of springtime
or the end of summer.

Angels from Heaven
might be strangers on the street
that you see daily.

Tears of a moment
can become joy of a life
that went to Heaven.

Without a raindrop
life can become desolate
leaving only dust.

Change can be a choice
to become another form
that’s better in time.

In the light of day
there might be hidden moments
that night only shows.

The storms of our lives
can come from our own choices
and what we accept.

Our dreams are as fuel
to give us hope for better
beyond what we see.

Misleading ventures
bring forth many illusions
that are just a scam.

Allowing ones lies
to live and breathe as the truth
can cause much trouble.

Life as a flower
blooms with much distinction
to tell what it is.

A mere circumstance
can become as a mountain
if allowed to grow.

Within the darkness
holds many things we can’t see
that live in daylight.

Counting your blessings
could find you beyond numbers,
for blessings are great.

Sometimes a second
can seem as many hours
through our impatience.

Life in the fast lane
can provide arrays of pain
from hurried lessons.

Today marks a time
that yesterday knew not of,
but just a forecast.

Lost in a whirlwind
your life might seem without help,
but help is through prayer.

Chance is a moment
that comes and goes through our lives
and might reappear.

Carrying yesterday
into today and tomorrow
might prevent your growth.

Losing direction
can become a great teacher
of which way to go.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 19,  2017

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Picture 5
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them all below.
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
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Hello my friends

I hope you have been doing well.  Judy and
I have been getting ready for our trip down
south sometime this month.  We have a lot of
preparing to do,  such as figure out if we can
afford it LOL.  Hehehe we’ll be OK.  I can’t
wait,  but wait I must until we designate when
we will leave.  Our landlord said he’d keep an
eye on our home for us.  I’m sure Benny and
Rocky will be tired of riding in the car after
it’s all said and done LOL.  Anyways,  onwards
with the journal.  Someone that our landlord
hired is now mowing the lawn.  It makes it a
bit hard to think being he’s right outside our
window LOL.  Oh well,  at least he’s mowing.
The grass had gotten quite high and we don’t
own a lawn mower.  We’ve got a weed eater
that’s battery operated,  but the charge on the
battery only last for about 30 minutes which
doesn’t give time to do the whole lawn even
if I were able to LOL.  Next year though we’re
planning on buying a battery operated lawn
mower that has the same battery as our snow
blower.  A 40 volt ion battery which last a lot
longer.  We’ve got 2 ion batteries so we can
always keep one on charge.  So what else is
there to talk about?  Well,  I got volume 5 of
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures finally published in
paperback and Kindle edition.  I went and
did volume 4 in Kindle edition as well and in
time I will do them all up in Kindle.  They’ll
all be available in paperback,  but I thought
that there are many that do all of their reading
on the phone,  kindle or tablets 🙂 so I figured
why not.  It’s not that much trouble.  So,  what
else is there to tell ya about the Pearce’s Place?
Judy has created some more scarves that she’s
selling.  Yes,  she’s still doing a lot of painting.
I am now working on volume 6 of my book 🙂
I wonder at times when I will run out of ideas,
but then I just continue on.  God gave me the
gift and I am using it as best that I am able.
The mowing has ceased Yeah.  I’ve got my
peaceful Natural sound going now.  It’s rivers
flowing with rain and thunder.  In my book
that’s the greatest way to relax 🙂  It makes
it so much easier to write.  Yep,  I do what
I’ve gotta do to bring some peace to this
old mind LOL.  It does get a little wound up
as time moves on and I’ve gotta find a way
to calm it down.  God has instilled upon me
a poetic wave that rolls with the tides of time.
We each have a gift from God and many times
there are ones that will have no clue at all
of what it is while they are using it every day.
The gift of compassion,  sharing,  lending an
ear and many others are gifts.  God gives us
many gifts,  but one might outshine the others
as the ones that are outshone might be the
best.  Allow God to show you who you are
and what you’re meant to be.  Look beyond
your wanting and see what is living within you.
Now I believe it’s time for me to begin my lil
journey back through all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find 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 little place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found a
fairly decent title just about a 3rd of the way
back in my rambling and I see that I’ve not
used it as of yet,  so away we go…

Rain And Thunder

Seamless visions
rolling hills
scenes might be
that time fulfills.
Rain and thunder
might be found
as an echo
peaceful sound.
Threads of nature
can multiply
bringing peace
a bird to fly.
Let God’s blessings
ease your mind
while reflecting
time to time.
Find the moments
scenes of wonder
found within the
rain and thunder.

©By Bill Pearce
Oct 1,  2017

I hope you liked the poem.  I always love to
listen to he rain and thunder.  It always brings
me peace.  The lightning also brings to me a
sense of blessings such as God’s fingers across
the sky.  I hope my rambling entertained you
as well and didn’t bore you too terribly hehehe.
Oh yea,  tomorrow (Oct 2) is mine and Judy’s
16th wedding anniversary.  Can ya believe it.
She has put up with me for 16 years and LOL
I’ve put up with her hehehe.  We enjoy doing
things together.  It’s weird that we like most
of the same things.  Of course we don’t like
all of the same things 🙂  That would be weird.
We do have our bad moments,  but for the
most part we enjoy life together.  So,  that’s
about all I’ve got for ya other than what I
tell you every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more
poems with 4 extras and 3 Christmas poems
in the mix hehehe.  I also once again wrote
22 haiku for all of the haiku lovers out there.
I hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like.  With that said I reckon it’s
time for me to begin my search for that off
switch that’s the worst at hiding,  but not
before I wish you a most wonderful week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do too.
Okie dokie,  now where is that ornery off
switch attempting to hide this time?  Hmm,
I think I see movement from behind my
eyedrops.  Heaven’s to Betsy you silly thing.
Not only hiding behind the smallest item
in the room but also a see through bottle 🙂
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
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂
Please buy our books 😉

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Times And Dates

A distant road,
a mailbox passed
brings in view
what’s slow and fast.
Scenes we’ve seen
that now are gone
are now moments,
another dawn.
Times and dates
of memories
might confuse
the distant seas.
A mere mailbox
stood in time
might record
a certain mind.
Through our eyes
our heart elates
what’s remembered
times and dates.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 25,  2017

Seconds Minutes

Through the eyes
of yesterday
time begins
another way.
Seconds counted
minutes gained
our reflections
are attained.
Seen as shadows
day and night
seconds minutes
then unite.
Joining forces
with each day
counted in
their own array.
A puppy dog
beneath a tree
might become
a fantasy,
but the moments
might find flight
as the minutes
come in sight.
Bringing truth
a loving mind
seconds minutes
point and time.
As a heartbeat’s
story told
seconds minutes
become gold.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 27,  2017

Beyond The Path

Our lives might find
some bumpy miles
with more frowns
than that of smiles,
yet the pathways
time’s revealed
might have lessons
life’s concealed.
Beyond the path
might hold a door,
a scene a dream
with less or more.
You might just find
a rocky road
beyond the path
of young and old.
Our minds might be
of lesser stride
while time displays
a bumpy ride,
but the seasons
might display
beyond the path
a better day.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2017

Belief In Santa

With Christmas comes
those wondrous sights
Christmas themes
that our heart delights.
Children all dreaming
of all that they’ll see
when Santa Clause puts
gifts under their tree.
They keep believing
in that jolly old guy
with a big round belly
and reindeer that fly.
They try to stay awake
to hear his great sleigh
to land on their roof
in a Christmassy way.
Their belief in Santa
is a magical thing
that then comes alive
as a song that they sing.
Songs about Santa,
his Christmas eve flight,
Here comes Santa Clause
oh what a sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2017

Finding Yourself

The storms of life
reveal our souls,
things we’ve sought
through daily goals.
As minutes pass
they then conclude
the many storms
you could not elude.
A shooting star
can heighten dreams
finding yourself
in uncertain scenes.
But then the facts
might surely expose
the wrongs of life
of which you chose.
Finding yourself
as days go by
will need some help
from Adonai.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2017

Sticks And Leaves

Signs of times
as the summers seas
might incur
as sticks and leaves.
Time’s a factor
in a counted array
as we’re striving
for day unto day.
The sticks and leaves
might seem to tell
a story of
a wishing well.
Times entanglement
might involve
a certain thought
you cannot absolve.
We’re as sticks
and leaves of time
formed by God
in His design.
Counted together
we form a hand
and then without
we cannot stand.
We need each other
to form a seed
of which that gives
our daily need.
Not letting color
or other to find
sticks and leaves
of another design.
Find the entangled
alikeness as found
sticks and leaves
with common ground.
Allowing differences
to make us strong
finding out where
we truly belong.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 28,  2017

Endearing Dreams

The size of life
that time displays
within the times
of yesterdays
is so often seen
as larger then
endearing dreams
remembered when.
A little shack
that then was large
as sight was young,
but then in charge.
The time exposed
a wondrous find,
endearing dreams
of so divine.
A creaky door
of certain scenes
becomes a page
endearing dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2017

Fathomed Sky

Waves of oceans,
thoughts of time
become as echoes
within our mind.
Scenic doorways,
times we choose
often become as
reds and blues.
Some as fire
burning ablaze
found within our
distant days.
A fathomed sky
of times detail
often looks like
ships at sail.
The sun so bright
begins its quest
to emphasize
its very best.
Shining brightly
up so high
to make the best
a fathomed sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2017

Road Of Winter

Snow upon it
many miles
road of winter
sort of smiles.
Showing scenes
a winter gaze
as a journey
of its ways.
Road of winter
brings in view
signs of life
in thereunto.
There might be
a moments sight
above the road
of Santa’s flight.
Yet the moment
might be seen
road of winter
just a dream.
Set in snowflakes
times unfold
found in winter
young and old.
Christmas scenes
of white detail
along with Santa’s
sleigh set sail.
As a journey
life will enter
Christmas dreams
a road of winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2017

Life Might Be

Just a moment,
just a while,
life might be
a frown or smile.
Minutes gather
in the sand
bringing forth
a place to stand.
Life might be
but just a time,
a simple scene
within our mind.
As a tractor
sits real still
life might be
a rolling wheel.
So as seconds
move along
make your move
before it’s gone.
Let the lessons
that you see
be the best that
life might be.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2017

Such A Sight

The slightest breeze
becomes a breath
with the minutes
more or less.
Times perception
is a wondrous view
so faraway
from me and you.
Life’s an actor
with many plays
such a sight
within its ways.
Slightest changes
in all we see
become a path
of destiny.
Such a sight
is found displayed
as we find
what God has made.
Life of beauty,
life of dreams,
life of lakes
and rushing streams.
Let your eyes
to look beyond
the miseries
from dusk to dawn.
Find the joy
that now can be
within your life
or history.
For the moments
now and past
can be greatest
shadows cast.
Such a sight
can live and breathe
if you’ll seek
to just believe.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept,  29,  2017

Preparing For Flight

When in the doorways
of times sorted flight
prepare for the journey
from day unto night.
Let not the windstorms
of seasons of time
to fill you with sorrow
for what you can’t find.
Our daily flight plans
might not be correct
for we may have gotten
a path with neglect.
So if you’re seeking
a moment’s delight
make sure you’re also
preparing for flight.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2017

The Season’s Alive

When in a memory
of times that are gone
Christmastime lives
in our minds on and on.
The season’s alive
as a magical place
remembered as times
with smiles on our face.
The joy’s encompassing
as it lives and breathes,
the season’s alive
as the falling of leaves.
Fluttering softly
a time you remember,
the season’s alive
in times of December.
For just like the pages
from a story book,
the season’s alive
just a little mistook.
We forget the reason
for the seasonal way
as we go onwards
in time day to day.
The season’s alive
as the months move on
living and breathing
to never be gone.
For by remembering
we help it survive
and that is the reason
the season’s alive.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2017

Remember The Days

Remember the days
in playful times
when we were younger
with childhood designs.
Those summer scenes
can come to be
within our minds
as a memory.
Remember the days
when time stood still
and clouds up above
were a moments appeal.
The watery fun
of splashing about
in the summer days
we’d laugh and shout.
Maybe a boat ride
pulled right behind
on an inner tube
a magical time.
Remember the days
don’t let them die,
for they’ll be the joy
to help you get by.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 30,  2017

for Sept 29,  2017

When searching for life
we often seek of the same
and miss the others.

With but a breeze
life can become exciting
as the wave of flags.

Turnstiles of burdens
will often hide the problems
until you enter.

Viewing the ocean
as its waves all come ashore
can be real peaceful.

Clearing of ones throat
can mean they are congested
or just irritated.

Time is a trickster
that will make you think you’re late
when you are early.

Tomorrows journey
might of begun days ago
and left you behind.

A flowers viewpoint
sees life,  death and in between
as it views seasons.

The story of love
is a mystery of life
that’s misunderstood.

Challenging someone
that you don’t know very well
might end real badly.

The life of a breath
is as long as it is breathed,
for then it is gone.

Nurturing flowers
needs knowledge of their nature
and an ability.

Looking at the stars
you will see lights from afar
that are now deceased.

An ocean’s own depth
holds more mysteries of life
than we could fathom.

Ones that are lonely
are often with some others,
but just don’t fit in.

Time’s narrow bridges
can become cluttered with stuff
we really don’t need.

Our destinations
might encompass rocky roads
that lead to better.

When walking quickly
you might not see the beauty
that passes you by.

Tree leaves of autumn
begin their decorating
as artist of time.

The wind speaks volumes
as it begins its journey
from here to the seas.

Turbulent waters
are not always destruction,
for they have purpose.

The hands of a clock
will tell the time of the day
if set correctly.

©By Bill Pearce
Sept 29,  2017

Our Newest books
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 3
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 4
Pearce’s Poetry Picture 5
and if you are not in the USA or would just rather buy
them at you can buy them all below.
My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂