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Shareable

June 30th, 2019 / Tags:Haiku , Poems , Poetry / Categories: Greetings, Poems / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a rainy few days up here in
our part of the world. Today’s not too
hot. Right now it’s 69 degrees which is
the high for today, but tomorrow it’s
supposed to be a little warmer with high
of 77 🙂 That means hello there Mr. air
conditioner hehehe. I’m hoping not to
have to use it too often this summer as
it always raises our light bill. Anyways,
on with my rambling. I have decided
to buy us a 16 foot extension ladder for
me to use to fix a few things such as our
porch roof. I’m tired of waiting on our
landlord to do it. Anyways, he said that
someone stole his ladder. No matter, I
will get done what I am able. Plus it’ll
be good to have a ladder that I can use
from time to time such as to knock off
hanging icicles that form in wintertime.
They can be deadly if they fall off and
hit you. LOL the ladder would of been
great to have when our satellite dish was
on the roof. We had to wait for the ice
and snow to melt so we could watch TV.
Since those days I had them to relocate
our dish lower to the ground to where
I can reach it to brush off the snow and
ice. The thing is, a ladder can come in
very handy at times 🙂 So what else is
going on around the Pearce’s Place???
Well, I haven’t taken many pictures so
I may have to scavenge a few from the
week before last that I forgot about and
a small few that I took last Tuesday 🙂
We’ll see if any are shareable. I might
be able to use a few for my stationery.
I just copied all of the pictures off of
my camera card and then handed it
over to Judy so she could get them as
well. Next topic LOL. Well, there’s
not much to tell ya. It’s been a pretty
humdrum world here which is kind of
funny coming from a drummer hehehe.
For those of you asking, yes I’m still
writing poetry pictures. I’ve already
got enough for another book as well
as begun ones for another. Being a
retired old coot, I have a lot of time
to write and I do make use of it LOL.
I find peace when I am writing and
designing the pictures combining the
poems to the pictures. It keeps my
old brain active and alert. Creating
artwork using pictures and poetry is
something that brings me joy, but
it does tend to give me a headache as
my perfectionism kicks in gear LOL.
Judy has been busy republishing her
sci-fi book Pearlescent as the company
that published for her years ago went
out of business. She owns all rights
to it. So, what else is going on in
our little abode? I can’t think of a
thing that is news worthy although
God is still watching over us as well
as many angels. I can feel our house
surrounded with love. Thank You God
for all the blessings You have given us
and all that You will give. So OK now,
I believe it’s time for me to be having
a little look 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. Looking back
it seems I have found a decent title
about halfway through my rambling
and now after checking I see that it’s
not been used, so used it shall be today.
Here goes…

Shareable

Likable delectable
times that we see
might not be good
for ones like me.
Shareable moments
a timeless perception
can often become
a moment’s deception.
Some might assume
that what they like
might fit with you,
but may not be right.
Sometimes grains
of a similar view
fall oh so differently
on me and on you.
Shareable thinking
can be a good thing
as what that is shared
is a fitting scene.
Share of your blessings
share of your heart,
but don’t expect others
to see the same art.
We each have blessings
from God up above
shareable moments
to display of love.
Showing bestowing
your hope and prayer
shareable moments
showing you care.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 30, 2019

There ya go. I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even my rambling LOL. Yes
I do ramble don’t I. It’s 68 degrees now.
Yep, it’s cooling off a bit. It’s 7 PM in
the evening. Of course I’m fairly sure
that down south, our temperatures are
by no means hot LOL. It’s warm to me.
Anyways, it looks as though I will have
to do some mowing tomorrow after all
of these rains have subsided a bit. The
grass is growing fast. I love our battery
power lawnmower. Though if I let the
battery get too hot, I have to let it
cool down before charging it, but I do
have 2 batteries so I try to always have
1 on charge. The charge last for about
an hour under normal mowing. A lil
less through tall grass. So, that’s about
all I have for ya from The Pearce’s Place
aside from what I tell you every week
and that is, I wrote some more poems
and haiku. Yep, 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 to begin my search for
that ornery off switch, but not before
I wish you a most wonderful blessings
filled week and a happy 4th of July.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we do
too. Ok, so where can that silly old
off switch be trying to hide this time??
LOL You cantankerous little varmint.
I guess trying to hide behind my other
mouse was a slight error, when you
picked the wrong mouse hehehe. I’m
using this one. You might wanna scope
out your hiding places before actually
committing them as a hiding spot 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
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 🙂

Lasting Colors

Sunlight shines
into the skies
lasting colors
to apprize.
Seasons photo
taken true
within our eyes
a wondrous hue.
Life transforms
into a sea
lasting colors
for you and me.
Like a mixture
painted well
a yellow sky
in orange detail.
Lasting colors
are much more
as they seem to
sway and soar.
Clouds above
seem to change
the color scheme
to ascertain.
Time is counted
as a flavor
lasting colors
life to savor.
Seeming scented
that of wine
lasting colors
so sublime.
Eyes perceive
in grand details
a sky of life
as wishing wells.
Time gives life
a heart discovers
as perspective
lasting colors.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 26, 2019

Search The Sky

Seek for signs
of happy days
throughout life
of dismal grays.
Search within a
sky of blue
and find the best
to live in you.
So many clouds
will form designs
they may also
create times.
Seen as wonders
seen as bliss
sky of moments
Heaven’s kiss.
Scented seeming
the sky may fade
and so often
might cascade.
Pouring down
as life and times
seasons dreams
as time unwinds.
Search the sky
with smiling face
and then pray
for saving grace.
Life is a stage
that we can view
as clouds above
in a sky of blue.
Find your heart
with much to gain
seasons journey
to put in frame.
Don’t let ones
as times go by
to hold you back.
Search the sky.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 26, 2019

Systematic Schemes

We often will find
some times and places
formed in moment
out heart embraces.
Planned by the maker
designed that of art
systematic schemes
that thrive in our heart.
The times we discover
as a portion or style
maybe that of colors
that moments compile.
Systematic schemes
become so much more
scented that of autumn
a time to explore.
Life begins its journey
leaving its imprint
systematic schemes
with a heavenly scent.
Some that of flowers
that moments infuse
and some of waters
with wonderful blues.
Becoming as pictures
for us to photograph
churning with blessings
found in the past.
Life has a way of
displaying such things
time as a painting
systematic schemes.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 27, 2019

Angel Keeper

The hills of a lifetime
that moments become
are as many angels
living under the sun.
Challenged oh so often
by a minute or mile
as the keeper of angels
displays a great smile.
Its taste is of beauty
and aroma so sweet
as all of the angels
are lifetimes complete.
The angels are free to
continue moving on
giving help to ones
wherever they belong.
Heaven is blessings
that lifetimes acquire
as so many struggle
with want and desire.
Angels from Heaven
are watching each day
listening as we worry
and hearing as we pray.
The moments we see
as friends come around
is when the connection
of an angel is found.
Heaven is the holder
of wonderful things
the angel keeper gives
as a lifetime of dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 27, 2019

Momentous Winter

A blue sky of winter
begins to change
with clouds up above
that rearrange.
Scenes of the living
as timeless ages
a momentous winter
the turning of pages.
Becoming as dreams
of wonderful times
a blue sky of blissful
creates its designs.
As clouds of winter
begin their phase
life opens doors
with stages to gaze.
A momentous winter
is that of a view
white snow below us
with a sky of blue.
We might make tracks
in the snow of white
and create journeys
for a wonderful sight.
They may seem long
or may seem deep
as tracks are found
for time to keep.
Yet so many times
a scene will enter
that of pure blessings
a momentous winter.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28, 2019

A Summer Day

A descriptions story
written in scale
becomes a memoir
for someone to tell.
Seen in perception
as a grassy knoll
found as a field
time that’s foretold.
A summer day
with greenish phase
grasses and trees
of lifetimes to gaze.
Descriptive of sorts
as words move on
telling of ventures
as evening to dawn.
A summer’s array
of a textured mixture
becomes as a scene
a lifetime’s picture.
Combined as a story
and scented of time
a place remembered
an awesome design.
Don’t let shadows
of a heart fall dim.
Seek to remember
a wonderful whim.
Remember moments
that time took away
and plant memories
in a summer day.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28, 2019

A Track or Trail

With life comes paths
as trails to discover
tracks that are made
that ones uncover.
Points of a turnstile
opened or closed
as a track or trail
that comes exposed.
We might not see
the paths that grow
in grass of summer
or winters snow.
The minutes may hide
a scene or two
a moment in time
for others to view.
Yet for a moment
you might perceive
a track or trail
that time does weave.
Maybe remembered
as a rain or shine
a path you’re missing
of a distant time.
Dreams of a moment
or a leftover sight
as a track or trail
within day or night.
Spirits may guide you
to an wondrous detail
found as blessings
a track or trail.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28, 2019

Magenta Skies

As a sky awakens
it unleashes sights
clouds in formation
a moment ignites.
Colorful scenery
timeless prevails
showing us textures
as cloudlike details.
Magenta and others
with colorful scenes
tinted with awesome
as magical dreams.
See them becoming
as a painting of love
God given artwork
from Heaven above.
Unleash your dreams
in a poetic mind
and then allow them
to form a design.
A time as a whisper
that sight can hear
found as a skyline
where colors appear.
Forming as shadows
of love to explore
colorful scenery
that I so adore.
Heavenly blessings
that live for our eyes
these are God given
magenta skies.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 28, 2019

Sight and Sound

Waves roll in
and crash ashore
with sounds of time
that minds explore.
Scenes become
as a ocean sonata
played as a theme
of a lonely cantata.
Echoing lightly
of a dreamers view
a sight and sound
of an ocean blue.
Living harmonics
of a sudden scene
it might become
a dreamers theme.
Scented so lightly
of a time and place
rhythms repeating
a living embrace.
Challenging life
and its perspective
memories grow a
timeless collective.
With just a wave
and breeze of style
a sight and sound
can form a smile.
A smile so large
that shines aground
waves of life
a sight and sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 29, 2019

Elusion Forms

Decisions of hurry
choices of flight
brings us conclusions
of wrongful and right.
Elusion of meadows
elusions disguise
we might be flapping
and seeking the skies.
Attempting a life of
a moments dream
a subsequent jauntier
with musical theme.
Singing of chances
a wing and a sail
flapping our wording
in a stupid detail.
Drifting in the waters
of a moment’s view
might just expose
what’s really so true.
Decisions of wantings
decisions of style
might just become
as just but a while.
When elusion forms
it needs to be wise
to not hide the wrong
from the needful eyes.
Allow the truthful
to live and breathe
and not just elusion
to cheat and thieve.
Don’t try to hide all
ones need to know
for often it’ll help
your life to grow.
Life can be full
of worriedly storms
creating a path
that elusion forms.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 29, 2019

Haiku
for Jun 29, 2019

Living on a prayer
can often become lonely
if it is greedy.

The length of a chain
only shows how far you can go,
not what you can do.

Too many people
try to think and act the same
when they are themselves.

The light of morning
shines hope for a brand new day
filled full of choices.

Change is perspective
that some fail to realize
and never find fact.

Beyond a mountain
might be many other views
that you do not know.

Glimmers of starlight
become flashlights in the night
when the moon’s hidden.

Life of a raindrop
begins before it’s released
and then it falls down.

Various turnstiles
open and close with choices
that we may not see.

Need is confusion
as it’s often lost in want
and filled full of greed.

Paintings on the wall
can become life of a time
that ones remember.

Looking beyond time
you might discover yourself
looking back at you.

When making a plan
make sure it is possible
and it’s not harmful.

The mind is a thing
that is changed very often
through circumstances.

Springtime and summer
make way for fall and winter
and all that proceeds.

A blissful moment
that a heartbeat brought alive
can become Heaven.

Sharing a shadow
on a bright and sunny day
can become a smile.

Flowers of a field
might be just dandelions
hidden in the grass.

New forms of journeys
can enhance new perspectives
that you never saw.

Creation of life
is of God’s own beginning
and how things arrive.

A forward thinker
might not see what we’re seeing,
but see what can change.

Plans for the future
can become only burdens
if they’re impossible.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 29, 2019

Structurally Sound

June 23rd, 2019 / Tags:Haiku , Poems , Poetry / Categories: Greetings, Poems / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a busy week for me as I’ve
been doing a lot of mowing and it’s
about taken the life out of me. I’m
pooped. I have mowed all around
our house and used the weed eater
near our home and things I can’t get
the lawnmower near. I’ve ran down
the batteries in the lawn mower and
the weed eater quite a few times and
they are all on their chargers at this
very moment. That’s great, because
my battery is done too. My body
feels as though I’ve walked to town
and back. My legs feel like mush 🙂
Anyways, I had planned on going
with Judy today up to Caribou to
celebrate her oldest daughter’s BD,
(birthday), but our landlord told
me yesterday that a man was going
to come today to fix our porch roof
so that wasp and birds can’t get in
the roof part, but so far he hasn’t
shown up. I went out and did some
more mowing and weed eating as
I waited, but no show. Maybe he
will show up tomorrow 🙂 Anyways,
I guess I stayed home for nothing,
but then I did not get any rest last
night being my body has been in a
ton of pain from overworking it
mowing and weed eating. My old
body can’t do as much as I used to
be able to do. Health issues are
taking their toll on me LOL. That
my friends is life hehehe. So, it’s
just me and the boys hanging out
together. Rocky is about to wear
me out LOL. I opened the front
door so that if he needed to go out
to go potty, he could go without
having to come get me to let him
out, but it seems he likes for me
to watch him, being he still comes
to get me even though the front
door is opened wide hahahahahaha.
Benny just goes out and does his
thing without coming to bother me
if the door is opened LOL. We had
a doggy door installed on the porch
door so they don’t need that door
opened. We’ve got some silly boys.
I just walked out to check the mail
and it looks as though our landlord
is putting up some new mailboxes.
Hopefully they are put in a little
more structurally sound than the
ones before that kept getting hit
with the snow off of the snow plows
and knocking them over. I forget
how many times I had to go out and
dig out our mailbox and stand it up.
LOL Last winter after it had been
knocked over a few times I went
out with a roll of strong duck tape
and rapped the post around and
around and around till it was not
going anywhere LOL. Hey laugh if
you will, but it held it up and even
to this day that duck tape is still
rapped tight. Though the guy said
he is going to move our mailbox
onto the post that he has put up for
all of the mailboxes. Anyways, I
got our mail and it was all junk mail
as usual hehehe. Oh yea, as I said
last week, I’m going to put a lot of
last Sunday’s (Fathers Day) pictures
in this week’s stationery. So for all
of you that are receiving this in the
stationery format, you’ll see them,
but for those of you receiving all of
my emails in plain text, SORRY 🙂
Last Monday we took the boys out
for a little field trip. I mowed us a
few pathways we could walk on so
we wouldn’t have to walk through
the tall grass. Although, since then
our landlord has mowed out there
with his riding lawnmower and it
looks a lot better. I’ve taken our
lawnmower out and touched up the
places that his mower left clumps 🙂
So, life is continuing on here at our
little abode 🙂 God is still watching
over us and I sense many angels
walking with us daily as they guide
us here and thereunto. Thank You
God for always having Your mighty
hands over us protecting us. We
praise Your name. 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 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
I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE. I believe I may have found
a decent title about halfway through
my rambling and now after checking
I see that it’s not been used as of yet,
so used it shall be today. Here goes…

Structurally Sound

Leaning on a moment
a time frame or two
might not be structurally
strong enough for you.
Things that we think of
and wonder about
might just be moments
to fill us with doubt.
Thriving on a journey
a hole deep within
might let in water
of Hell driven sin.
Don’t allow a doubter
to change how you view,
for they may be weak
just leaning on you.
Times that come quickly
can often fall apart
not structurally sound,
but just that of art.
Blessings are of Heaven
and God’s wondrous ways
giving that of heartfelt
for our eyes to gaze.
Poured in life’s tapestry
as time goes to town
God gives us blessings
so structurally sound.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 23, 2019

There ya go. I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling.
I guess being that I am here all by
myself hehehe sort of, I had a lot
of things to say. LOL Rocky keeps
running in here and nudging me and
then running back into the kitchen
where Benny is lying on the floor 🙂
I just now went in there and they
were both on the porch, so I told
them to come in and I shut the door.
I figure the bugs are waking up and
I don’t want to invite them in LOL.
Oh well, I guess that’s all I’ve got
for you other than what I tell you
every week and that is, I wrote some
more poems and haiku. Yep, 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 believe
it’s time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a most
wonderful and blessings filled week.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we
do too. Alrighty now, where can
that off switch be trying to hide this
time LOL and I use the term trying
loosely hehehe. LOL what is that
peeking out from behind my camera?
For Heaven’s sake, couldn’t you
find a better hiding place? That one
is, how should I say, right smack
dab in front of me and being you
can’t seem to be still for 2 seconds
I might as well take a picture of ya.
Nope, not gonna waste my time LOL.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Sunset Eve

Evening’s colors
of the rays of sun
begins a journey
as colors are spun.
Scenes of living
as a passing phase
a sunset eve
has much to gaze.
Its own perception
of colorful hues
displays a scene
the minutes infuse.
Aromatic vision
that eyes can see
scented of colors
the highest degree.
Look real closely
at an evening sight
and you might see
some rays of light.
Perceived as actors
in the evening sky
colorful moments
hello and goodbye.
They create time
for night to appear
a scene as a dream
starlight so clear.
Moonlight shines
to tell its tales
stories of evening
darkness prevails.
These are the times
we should look for
as night may show
a shooting star.
Look to the sky
a blessing to weave
and then enjoy
a sunset eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 19, 2019

Discerned Dimensions

Lost in a dream
found in the mind
times we discerned
then intertwined.
Scenery of nature
scenery of bliss
dimensions gather
to give us a kiss.
One within passion
one of displays
life is a moment
with so many ways.
Maybe as a bridge
to new dimensions
scented perception
timeless intentions.
Discerned as life
as it gathers speed
across a bridge
to want and need.
Often a prayer
can help us survive
as God from above
opens our eyes.
He opens doors
to new days of life
hopeful conclusions
lesser of strife.
Exhale confusion
and breathe in deep
discerned dimensions
lesser to weep.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 19, 2019

Winter’s Glow

Sent as glimmers
time begins
seasons standing
winter’s winds.
Glowing moments
become seen
within winter
like ice cream.
Time transcending
winter’s quest
written stories
then attest.
Clouds might form
as minutes meet
winter’s glow
to have a seat.
Resting snowflakes
on the ground
become scenes
seen all around.
Today’s reflections
might hold tight
winter’s glimmers
day and night.
So many emotions
might show true
a winter’s glow
with whitish hue.
Life is a walkway
a hall of time
filled with passion
like a rhyme.
Try and remember
things you saw
of winter’s glow
so filled will awe.
Look within you
see the snow
white as Heaven
winter’s glow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 20, 2019

Perfection’s Mind

Our inner eyes
might foresee
a time and place
we wish to be.
A place of peace
a place of rest
a time of mind
we view the best.
Perfect places
scented sweet
mindful moments
a timeless treat.
Those might be
but only dreams
our perfections
life of streams.
Flowing rivers
standing lakes
perfection’s mind
a time relates.
It might be only
shadowed stars
found as minutes
near to ours.
Time’s perfection
becomes cast
found right then
as timeless past
Moments linked
as seasons chains
perfection’s mind
of wishful gains.
Life is opened
to our views
wanted moments
ways to choose.
Yet as blessings
we might find
truth within
perfection’s mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 20, 2019

Sitting Thinking

Points of vision
create sights
sitting thinking
wrongs or rights.
Life goes passing
passed our view
sitting thinking
what to do.
Hands upon a
picnic table
might just choose
what we’re able.
For as time goes
rushing passed
we might lose
the best contrast.
Sitting thinking
wasting time
as life moves
in its design.
God gives choices
to you and I
how to learn
or just get by.
Say a prayer
before you move
and then find
a better groove.
For if you’re only
sitting thinking
you might end up
only sinking.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 20, 2019

Amber Passages

Leaves of life
might hold a view
as minutes pass
from old to anew.
Just like the life
of people we know
leaves then begin
their time to go.
Blowing in wind
as time moves on
amber passages
then and gone.
People we know
and love so true
pass from here
to start as anew.
Life is a venture
Heaven or Hell
choices we choose
with each detail.
As that of leaves
on a windy day
our lives blow on
to another way.
Leaves as amber
we are as one
living breathing
till time is done.
God gives chances
to better our view
as amber passages
old to anew.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 20, 2019

Paintings of Age

Life creates paintings
so timeless forsook
often as a memory
with just but a look.
As forgotten pages
of a book of time
the paintings of age
are a timeless design.
Scented that of wood
or of echoes of style
the paintings live on
for a time for while.
Ghost of a moment
connected to rehearse
scenes as our dreams
that seem in reverse.
The paintings of age
are alive memories
flowing as a motion
of some timeless seas.
The waves of reality
might seem to sail on
becoming as pictures
moments long gone.
The paintings we see
may of faded away
becoming our dreams
of a so distant day.
We will often forget
about the rustic times
that now are but only
rhythms and rhymes.
Those days long ago
we took for granted
left within time
a moment enchanted.
Life has a memory
as that of a stage
found deep within us
as paintings of age.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 21, 2019

The Magic Begins

Transcending places
and times episodes
minutes and hours
show country roads.
The passing of scenes
and colors of style
displays a journey
of then and a while.
Scenes become gold
as a priceless piece
as the magic begins
to give us release.
Forming as a bubble
in a moment of time
found as so magical
it thrives in the mind.
Our lifetime’s events
are a mere memory
as the magic begins
with all you did see.
Looking within you
it might still display
the magical moments
of a forgotten array.
Allow for a heartbeat
and a breath of air
to instill upon you
an answer to prayer.
Found as the beauty
a lifetime transcends
are heavenly blessings
as the magic begins.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 21, 2019

Silent Passages

Through our eyes
we might perceive
a point in time
to stay or leave.
Silently waiting
for us to choose
passages waiting
to win or to lose.
Silent passages
as turns and twists
scenes of arrivals
just like the mist.
God given hillsides
with scenic views
give us the choices
of times to infuse.
Found as blessings
time stands still
wondrous aromas
of a seasonal hill.
We might not see
the views before
standing awaiting
for us to adore.
For as a moment
becomes as a view
time starts ticking
from old to anew.
Leaving a shadow
or a picture taken
as silent passages
for time to awaken.
Photos of scenes
God brought alive
as fields and hills
for times to arrive.
Times to remember
things to hold tight
silent passages
a timeless delight.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 21, 2019

Imagination streams

Pouring like water
with a colorful style
streams of a season
are as time’s sundial.
Flowing as a story
breathing into view
ripples of a landscape
for life to accrue.
Imagination streams
can grow as a thought
scented of a dreamer
a little or a lot.
The waters can begin
as little tiny rivers
showing how it grows
and how it delivers.
These can be displayed
as you and I together
flowing through life
in seasonal weather.
Often as a stream
that begins to flow
as our good and bad
and all we bestow.
Life is as a picture
awaiting to be taken
when deep within us
our eyes then awaken.
But yet for a moment
might be only dreams
found in a turnstile
of imagination streams.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22, 2019

Haiku
for Jun 22, 2019

Life can be tricky
as time displays opinions
that only it sees.

Time begins counting
in the mind of a dreamer
as hopeful finds prayer.

Synchronized moments
might become unsynchronized
if one falls away.

Windows of lifetimes
may hold keys to many views
found as confusion.

Fields of daffodils
become essence of summer
with dandelions.

An earnest request
without greed or desire
might become fulfilled.

Looking to the stars
you might see yourself alone,
but yet not alone.

Glimmers of freedom
might exist within our eyes,
but be just a dream.

Chance is a heartbeat
that presents itself in time
as hopeful moments.

In search of the truth
you might find many liars
that know what is true.

Busying yourself
so that you have no sorrow,
only delays it.

So many people
will hide their life’s emotions
inside of a smile.

Tomorrow brings chance
that needs now to prepare for
so chance can take seed.

Gathering flowers
from someone’s garden of dreams
can come back to haunt.

Losing a moment
makes room for yet another
to fill in the gap.

Treasure hunters
often only seek for greed
and not what they need.

Breathing in a breath
as life pours troubles on you
can help you get by.

In search of the facts
the truth shows new perspective
on how you perceived.

Grander scales of life
can be disillusioning
as size becomes void.

Cherishing a dream
can be a heavenly sight
if not all that’s seen.

Beyond a rainstorm
within a summertime day
there might be rainbows.

Fields of confusion
can enlighten ones worry,
but peace can be found.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 22, 2019

Due To Rocks

June 17th, 2019 / Tags:Haiku , Poems , Poetry / Categories: Greetings, Poems / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends
&
Happy Father’s Day

I hope you have had a great weekend and
life has treated you well. This passed week
I mowed our lawn a bit as well as did a lil
mowing on my paths out in the field for us
to walk along when we take the boys for a
field trip. The lawnmower blades got a bit
beaten up due to rocks that were hidden
in the grass. But now I have managed to
remove all of the rocks, but I had to order
us a lawnmower blade sharpener because
the blade had gotten dull. I took it off and
used a hammer to straighten out the bends
that it had due to hitting all of the rocks and
then used a file to sharpen it as best that
I could with it. I’ll maybe mow a little bit
tomorrow (Monday), but the blade is still
not in as good as shape it could be in. The
blade sharpener should be here Tuesday, so
I’ll use it on it, to even out the cuts on the
blade. I was going to order a new blade but
they were out of stock, so I left my email
address for them to let me know when they
were back in stock so I can buy a new one.
Exciting, you say LOL. It’s excitement in
this place hehehe. Last Monday we took
the boys out for a walk in the field and they
loved it as always. Judy and I were getting
eaten by black flies and were ready to head
back to the house so we hollered, ready to
go back to the house and Rocky headed
home, but Benny did as he usually does 🙂
stopped to smell every thing that he saw
and tried to ignore us LOL. In time, he
finally slowly but surely made his way home.
He does love to run and play in the field 🙂
Though he doesn’t love to run home when
we say it’s time to go home hehehe. Nope,
he takes is ever loving time LOL. I can’t
really blame him. He knows he can’t go out
there without us, so he tries to make the best
of it when we let them go as we walk along.
There’s not much else to tell you. Judy
and I took a picture taking drive today for
Father’s Day and got a ton of great shots.
I might put them in next weeks stationery.
Anyways, life is still moving along here at
the Pearce’s Place. God is still watching
over us as are many angels. Thank You
God for all that you have done for us and
all that you will do. Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my quest back through all
of my rambling 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 place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I believe I may of found a decent title just
a few lines from the beginning of this mess
and now after checking, I see that it has
not been used as of yet, so used it shall be
today. Here goes…

Due To Rocks

Links to troubles
are found in time
things we endured
to form our mind.
Rocks might tear
into our soul,
but make us seek
a better goal.
So many things
that come around
might have tools
of rocks astound.
Making stronger
our every move
rocks of life
create a groove.
Due to rocks
of many days
life is better
in many ways.
For if we’re soft
and do not grip
many will cause
our feet to slip.
So find the lessons
on daily docks
making stronger
due to rocks.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 16, 2019

Well there ya go. I hope that you liked
the poem and maybe even enjoyed all of
my rambling. I’ve gotta go now, because
Judy and I brought home pie and a creme
puff from the restaurant that we ate at and
my piece of pie is calling my name LOL.
So that’s about all I have for you other
than what I tell you every week and that is,
I wrote some more poems and haiku. Yep,
10 more poems with 1 of them being a bit
on the Christmassy side. 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 for me to try
and find that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a most joyous
week. Remember, Jesus loves you and
we do too. Okie dokie, so where can
that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this time???? So, OK, you might have
thought you were hidden, but here’s a
little note, when hiding underneath my
keyboard expect to be squished hehehe.
I could hear ya groaning every time I hit
a key on my keyboard. You are silly 🙂
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Living in Peace

Finding conclusions
lifetimes explained
often gives doubters
hopeful detained.
Living in peace can
become as a glance
as ones allow its own
true song and dance.
Not losing blessings
inside of the realm
as so many people
let doubt take helm.
Find you some peace
as a dog running true
prancing with smiles
in summertime’s view.
Living in peace can
enhance how you see
pouring in hopeful
in the greatest degree.
Let God to guide you
as a rudder in life
and you’ll surely see
much lesser of strife.
With each passing day
you’ll surely become
more grateful for life
and each morning sun.
So let the branches
of timeless release
to show you blessings
while living in peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 11, 2019

Streams of Blue

Waters churning
pouring scenes
timeless ventures
true blue streams.
These are things
that life displays
passing moments
found in phase.
We might miss
the there and then
when our hearts
are oh so dim.
Streams of blue
are there to see
signs of life
for you and me.
Let your sadness
become smiles
streams of blue
that life compiles.
Poured as water
to then begin
allowing peace
to enter in.
Don’t let sadness
flood your heart.
Let God’s love
to surely start.
Pouring as water
to live in you
life and love as
streams of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 11, 2019

Dreamer’s Awakening

Living for a moment
within a dreamer’s view
there might be clouds
in a deep sky of blue.
You may not see how
that the dream lives on
throughout its life
to a brand new dawn.
A dreamer’s awakening
begins with the end
filled with imagination
that lifetimes transcend.
Living in a dreamworld
moments can become
as the sight of starlight
or bright morning sun.
Take in the breezes
that moments intertwine
and you might discover
a true dreamer’s mind.
Smell the sweet lilacs
in the morning’s breeze
or of life’s signature
in the nearby trees.
Minutes become alive
as a momentous dream
textured with aromas
that might be unseen.
It’s a time to remember
where life meets design
a dreamer’s awakening
to live in your mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12, 2019

Winter Revisits

Signs of the times
that snowflakes fell
might then revisit
as seconds compel.
The moments within
as a mere memory
becomes as winter
and a snowscape sea.
Flowing as an ocean
with ripples of white
as winter revisits our
minds in the nights.
Dreams become alive
as textures so sweet
tasty snow ice cream
the best then to eat.
Winter’s a blessing
that many overlook
always complaining
it’s a little mistook.
Winter brings joy
as Christmas delight
the season of Jesus
that shines so bright.
Then winter’s scenes
become as a door
given for a moment
for us to explore.
Lifetimes of winter
can bring into view
snowflakes falling
fresh and brand new.
For as winter revisits
our moments in time
it gives a chance for
a peaceful mind.
Think of the blessings
the snow filled days
when winter revisits
to remove the grays.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 12, 2019

Within a Wave

Predominant moments
repeated as rhymes
become as the echoes of
so distant times.
Within life’s emotions
there is but a page
dog eared a bit then
as a momentous stage.
Waves of life crashing
on shores of desire
become as reflections
that heartbeats acquire.
The hands of perception
are as two holding tight
found within a wave
of a magical sight.
Leaning on sandcastles
that someone has made
might just destroy
a moment to wade.
So take heed emotions
of a seaside view
and don’t lose track of
that ocean of blue.
Look for the seascapes
within the sea sand
and let your footsteps
to surely expand.
Don’t allow sadness
to overwhelm sight.
Look for the blessings
in waves of delight.
Scenarios of seconds
can become as the sea
with time after time
found in history.
The crashing of minutes
might surely behave
as that of our blessings
found within a wave.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 13, 2019

Times That Passed

Minutes become hours
as days multiply
moments remembered
as time passed by.
Life as a mirror
reflects every view
when we look within it
at me and at you.
Times that passed
can become as scenes
as moments we find
as living dreams.
Yet at the moment
might just be a sight
something we remember
as minutes take flight.
Thank God for it all
as it gives you a smile
a place and a time
that moments compile.
Look beyond sadness
and find the joy
thankful for a moment
that life did employ.
Blessings from Heaven
as a scenic memoir
that shines so bright
it seems to be a star.
Let God to guide you
to your own contrast
synching in daily
the times that passed.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14, 2019

Old I-95

The wheels of winter
might roll on down
old I-95
to and through town.
Snow may still hold
so fastly a view
down that old road
from then thereunto.
Its own story time
is telling its tales
old I-95
a moment inhales.
Breathing in existence
that our times unfold
old I-95
a time to behold.
We have all driven
down those memories
roads of perspective
with passing of trees.
The moments never die
as we hold their view
inside of our minds
with a magical hue.
All those emotions
as our wheels rolled on
became as a dream
to never be gone.
Those special moments
became as a drive
found as my memoirs
old I-95.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14, 2019

Angelic Skies

Looking up above me
I often see wings
fluttering in the clouds
as a moment sings.
Skies full of majesty
formed as a thought
as God displays scenes
that cannot be bought.
As angels flying high
displaying their love
clouds become passion
to flutter up above.
For just but a moment
the clouds may hide
views deep within them
that love does reside.
Yet as they drift on
they might give a show
as some angelic skies
with a bright rainbow.
Streaking in a way
as a colorful picture
the rainbow may form
a wonderful mixture.
Maybe of a double
or a triple to view
the rainbows of life
will surely accrue.
Giving forth a moment
for colors to arrive
formed as a blessing
in angelic skies.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 14, 2019

Live For A Dream

Amid a turnstile
life comes to play
a time within time
and day within day.
Live for the moment,
but do not forget
that if your jump in
you might get wet.
Live for a dream,
but keep in view
the moments of life
that are really true.
Follow a pathway
a train track of time
and let it give lessons
to live in your mind.
Don’t let the artwork
of your reality
to only show sadness
in all that you see,
Life is a journey
that becomes as rails
almost as a choo-choo
within life’s details.
Allow for blessings
to become your view
looking passed sadness
at each day anew.
Don’t let the fearful
to become too extreme,
look for the blessings
live for a dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15, 2019

Evening’s Request

We each have a time
that we find as the best
a time that becomes
a moment of rest.
Momentous feelings
of a shadowy style
as evening comes alive
with stars to compile.
Time is the counter
that begins the scenes
as evening’s shadows
found as our dreams.
We each have a time
that we wish were true
as evening’s request
with a wonderful view.
Glimmers of starlight
might show up above
scented of raindrops
filled full of love.
There might be clouds
in eve of perception
scenes that come alive
in every direction.
God given moments
that are so heaven sent
paved with emotions
with wondrous extent.
Blessings of arrivals
of God’s very best
can be as the doorways
of evening’s request.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15, 2019

Haiku
for June 15, 2019

Leaves of tomorrow
might fall unpredictably
so deal with today.

Looking for a scene
that reminds of yesterday,
might show illusions.

Searching for a star
in the middle of a storm
might hide the twinkles.

Lessons of seconds
are learned as minutes pass by
teaching us patience.

Looking to the west
you might only see sunrise
within its shadows.

Leaning too harshly
on ones that you truly love
can end the romance.

Varieties of styles
are found in each one of us,
but we are connected.

Morning gives chances
to wake up with a big smile
or with a big frown.

Wants we envision
could become as our poison,
so take heed your need.

Links to yesterday
are found within our shadows
so watch where you step.

Frigid times of life
might be moments of fearful
afraid of the dark.

Lifelines of our needs
are found in a moments prayer
asking for some peace.

Walking in shadows
you might find yourself alone,
for shadows will fade.

A chain’s connections
are as links of the weather
some rusted some not.

Trivial disputes
only bring about anger
from a tiny seed.

Counting a heartbeat
can become as our worry
as some skip a beat.

Pounding of a drum
can be ones on a warpath
or playing music.

Blessings of flowers
are heavenly aromas
that sight and smell meet.

Belonging to life
is a stage full of colors
that some view wrongly.

Meandering lifestyles
only get where they’re going
purely luckily.

Living for moments
can present many problems
as the moments die.

Life without breathing
might be only that of death
found as our spirit.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 15, 2019

A Better Pace

June 9th, 2019 / Tags:Haiku , Poems , Poetry / Categories: Greetings, Poems / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you have been having a decent life.
Judy and I have been doing pretty much as
we always do LOL. OK, we might change
our directions from time to time, but we’ll
always try to keep some kind of order in
our lives hehehe. It’s not always possible,
but we try LOL. We haven’t done much in
the passing days. We did though get a few
things done getting ready for summer such
as I did a little more mowing. I mowed us
a path out in the field so we can walk the
boys without having to get in the tall grass.
Judy did a little planting and replanting of
flowers in hopes of them blooming. She
also sprinkled wildflower seeds in front of
our house so I’m hoping they take root 🙂
Our new neighbors have been doing a lot
of work on the house behind us trying to get
it ready for them to move in next month.
I hope it goes well for them. The weather
has been rather nice. It’s 69F degrees right
now at 4 PM. Monday’s high is supposed
to be around 79 degrees, but it’s supposed
to be 62 Tuesday as the temperature drops
a little. It’s supposed rain Tuesday which
should help with the cooling. After that
for the next week or more it’s supposed to
be 70 degrees and in the lower 70’s for the
next 10 days or so. 🙂 So it looks like I
will be testing out our new little AC units
Arctic Air to keep us cool. If they don’t
do well enough in here, I’ll turn on our
portable Air Conditioner and for sure
it’ll cool us off LOL. But first I want to
try our little Arctic Airs, being they don’t
use a great amount of electricity. They
can plug either in the wall outlet or in a
USB port on our computers. We shall see
how they work 🙂 I’m only gonna use 1
of them in here tomorrow, but I might
end up moving them to the bedroom at
night being that is why I bought them 🙂
For our night stands. 1 on her side and
1 on mine 🙂 I’ve got us ready for all of
the variations of weather that we have
up here. We’ve still got a half a tank of
heating oil left from last winter. I will
begin putting a 100 or 200 dollars down
on our heating oil tab maybe next month
and doing that every month which should
have us ready by the time October and
November roll around again. That’s one
of the down parts about living up here.
It cost a lot of money to heat your home
through the 5 and 6 month winters, but
there are problems with living anywhere,
so we make do. It looks rainy outside,
but so far it hasn’t rained. I got eaten
alive by black flies the other day when
I was mowing LOL. My face looks like
they had a feast hehehe, but I’m healing.
I’m sure they’ll get me again when I have
to mow again, which will be in the next
few days LOL. It looks like even a few
mosquitoes tried to get in a few bites on
me, but the black flies were the worst 🙂
Oh well, it’s not like they’ll kill me LOL.
I’m too large for them to carry me away
for a to go order hehehe. I’ve been busy
doing more and more poetry pictures 🙂
Believe it or not, I’ve almost written near
enough for another book hahaha, but
I am not planning on publishing a book
11 any time soon. I have other ideas,
but for now, I’ll just keep on keeping on
with my poetry writing. It seems I have
found my knack in life and it’s poetry
pictures and of course photography that
plays an important role in my poetry
pictures, for without the pictures they
would be but only poems and I’ve got
many thousands of them hehehe. Yep,
I have written around 12,000 poems 🙂
LOL I write a lot. There’s a lot going
on inside this mind of mine. Hopefully
my books will start selling at a better
pace some day, but I’m not going to
hold my breath hahaha. God blessed
me with this gift and it’s something that
I share with the world in hopes of maybe
giving ones a smile or showing ones a
different view of life that is not but only
misery, but of blessings. Thank You
God for giving me this gift and all that
You have given me and helped me to do.
Thank You for always watching over us
protecting us and sending many angels
to help when we’re in need. We thank
You for also allowing our friends and
family that have passed on to come and
be with us as they would desire. Their
spirits are always welcome in our home.
Now I believe it is time for me to take
a little look 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 place of my recollection
that I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE. I think I may have found me
a good title just about a quarter of the
way back through all my rambling and
now after checking I see that it has not
been used yet, so used it shall be today.
Here goes nothing…

A Better Pace

Another time
another view
we need find
a life anew.
Changing style
then and there
a better pace
filled with prayer.
Learn to look
with inner eyes
and then search
the hopeful skies.
Find the answers
another scene
not just red light
maybe green.
Our perspective
moments meet
needs to change
not meet defeat.
For God’s glory
and His grace
gives us daily
a better pace.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 9, 2019

Well, there ya go. I hope you liked the
poem and it made a little bit of sense to
you. 🙂 I also hope that you enjoyed my
rambling a bit. I do ramble don’t I LOL!
There’s not much else to tell ya aside from
what I tell you every week and that is, I
wrote some more poems and haiku. Yep,
10 more poems with 1 being a little bit
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 of
both that you like. Now, to begin my
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a wonderful
and blessed week. Remember, Jesus
loves you and we do too. OK, so where
can that ornery off switch be TRYING
to hide this time, if trying at all LOL?
Hmm, I don’t see you in any of your
regular hiding spots. LOL I saw ya.
You peeked out from behind my stack
of books to my right. I wouldn’t of
noticed you if ya would of not been on
the very edge of book 10 at the top of
the stack hehehe. Ya almost fooled me.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

My Heart Still Lives

With life of a snowflake
formed upon the ground
my heart still lives
making a beating sound.
Wintertime’s viewpoints
become as a glance
as the seasons release
their own style of dance.
Forming a momentum
as the days pass us by
while my heart still lives
within the evening sky.
Time is but a shadow
that a moment reveals
seasons found as echoes
that my heartbeat feels.
A second and a minute
coincide to make a place
that’s filled with a sight
of God’s saving grace.
Hours turn into days
as the minutes tick on
leaving our perspectives
of what’s right or wrong.
A snowy filled moment
brings forth my desires
planted as a heartbeat
with passionate fires.
My heart still lives
as the days come and go
displaying blessings
in memories of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 4, 2019

Enhanced Beyond

Our time on Earth
might seem detailed
as that of moments
a time exhaled.
A breath of air
that time exposed
became the past
an old country road.
The loads we carry
for so many miles
can become lessons
to show new styles.
Enhanced beyond
might glimmer light
a scene that you see
each day and night.
A God given journey
that seconds become
each day as anew
with a morning sun.
Give peace a chance
to enhance your life
to lessen your anger
and lessen the strife.
Look beyond sadness
and find some hope
and let peace exist
to help you to cope.
For as you remember
the now and gone
look for the blessings
enhanced beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5, 2019

Tossing Snowballs

December days
I remember so well
are as a wonderful
story to tell.
Time comes alive
with a magical look
pages of ages
of memories book.
Seeing loved ones
playing in snow
wishing it to last,
but yet had to go.
Beloved scenes of my
granddaughter’s eyes
seeing white snow as
a Christmas surprise.
Tossing snowballs
that day at her mom
is a time I remember
of which now is gone.
In photos I see them
in my eyes today
tossing snowballs
in a wintery way.
Seeing their smiles
of joy and laughter
is still sought within
as time ever after.
I seek for the minutes
that my heart enthralls
to once again see them
tossing snowballs.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5, 2019

Rustic Beauty

Countrified thoughts
thinking so true
become the doorways
timeless to view.
Scenes within scenes
of rustic details
create then within us
ships with sails.
Sailing through time
as our imagination
creates the moments of
life’s accommodation.
Suited for daydreams
found within times
mapped then within us
found in our minds.
That rustic beauty
the moments become
shout out with scenes
of a new setting sun.
Pictured as blessings
so timelessly found
when we go driving
just looking around.
You might see them
the passing of scenes
of an old red barn
or fast moving stream.
Each day that passes
might hold deep within
the old rustic beauty
that minutes transcend.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 5, 2019

Someplace in Time

Just like a mirror
time’s a reflection
showing bestowing
within a direction.
Someplace may be
as scenes come alive
with time and place
as moments survive.
Linked to phases
of days and weeks
someplace in time’s
like some antiques.
Created in weather
as storms transfuse
giving an existence
to win or to lose.
Life begins moving
creating a song
someplace in time
of right and wrong.
Choices are colors
of timeless appeal
synched in moments
that hands can feel.
Held in perspective
of a day or night
someplace in time
may shed some light.
Creating memories
as grasses and trees
formed as a feather
to blow in the breeze.
Life is a doorway
many walk passed
leaving footsteps
shadows they cast.
Don’t let a moment
to slip from mind
for it may help you
someplace in time.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6, 2019

Momentary Visions

Reliving picture perfect
some leaves might grow
showing their lifespan
up high and real low.
Then for a moment
you might see flowers
daisies collected then
a moment empowers.
Reliving perspectives
of a scenic desire
brings what’s imagined
as a time in entire.
The momentary visions
of heartbeats of green
found within summer
as a magical scene.
Contrived emotions
that only God knows
brought to the living
as a moment bestows.
Reliving picture perfect
is often found surreal
as a time and a place
that your hands can feel.
The minutes that display
are as ghost in sight,
yet they are haunting
as a wonderful sight.
We often look at photos
as momentary visions,
but they are blessings
of heavenly previsions.

©By Bill Pearce
Jun 6, 2019

Forever Begins

Deep within a dreamer
holds candles of time
often found forever
so deep in their mind.
Life becomes memoirs
recordings so surreal
found as forever then
a moment to feel.
The ticking of a clock
can begin with a style
seconds moving madly
in search of a smile.
Yet as a story goes
life’s spinning wheels
as forever begins then
with all it reveals.
Life is as a biography
accounting each trail
the seasons we travel
with every detail.
Looking for answers
the existence of truth
things we encounter
times from our youth.
The days turn wildly
and often magnify
the seasons we’ve seen
and said then goodbye.
Look for the blessings
in life’s blowing winds
and you might discover
how forever begins.

Field of Perception

While minutes gather
our lifetime moves on
giving us viewpoints
that seem like a song.
Sung as empowerment
as life finds a way
to gather momentum
in a field on display.
Beyond what we see
might be so much more
with moments awaiting
to open the door.
A field of perception
can begin with a glance
as a song in your head
begins then to dance.
Look for the pages
of a turnstiles scenes
to unleash stories
that can live as dreams.
Turn loose of fearful
and step out with faith
knowing God’s there
in moments of scathe.
Find then the courage
to move on ahead
and not just lay there
as if you are dead.
Look for the blessings
and not just perfection
for there is much more
in a field of perception.

Pulses Emotion

Transitions of colors
are as pulses in time
found in the essence
of an autumn mind.
Transfixing scenes
that live on as colors
become as the pulses
unlike any others.
The times intensity
can create such a view
that lives on and on
inside of me and you.
The pulses emotion
is that of a scale
found within a season
that leaves set sail.
The explosion of life
begins with a quest
to display its style
as life comes to rest.
Bringing forth winter
as time moves along
seeking for a moment
for another to dawn.
Beauty from death
of leaves that sway
becomes such a sight
of a wondrous display.
Becoming portions of
windows through time
shown as a picture
for our eyes to find.
Poured out like water
a flourishing stream
the colors become as
a wonderful scene.
They for a moment
may seem as an ocean
flowing in the season
as pulses emotion.

Landscape’s Journey

Roads we drive on
may take us on tours
filled with landscapes
a moment allures.
Our wheels rolling
providing the way
as we drive onwards
to yet another day.
The road’s a tempter
with travels to see
a landscape’s journey
to set our minds free.
Look for the pictures
that lifetimes unfold
and enjoy the view
a time to behold.
A landscape’s journey
can become so great
as it shows things
we can’t anticipate.
For as momentum
may join in the race
you might not see
the paramount trace.
Predominant views
that pass by our eyes
become as moments
filled with surprise.
A landscape’s journey
to a lost point in time
might then uncover
what ones left behind.

Haiku
for Jun 8, 2019

Right now is passing
as time continues onwards,
so deal with right now.

In search of autumn
on a summertime’s venture
might only find dreams.

Scented of flowers
a morning might awaken
with many dewdrops.

Love is like raindrops
as it can flood a heartbeat
or end in a drought.

The signs of liars
are within the many things
that they say and do.

Cheering a loser
could make them as the winner
knowing that ones care.

When in confusion
our life might be telling us
to take a breather.

As light of day dims
look for the light of nighttime
found within the stars.

Chances are many,
but they often only come
when we’re not ready.

Seasons of splendor
becomes seasons of sadness
if it’s overdone.

Walking with someone
only shows their direction
and not how they feel.

Looking to the stars
you might feel eyes watching you,
as the stars look back.

Tempting a tempter
might just backfire on you
as you are tempted.

While in a mad rush
you might not see what is there
hidden in hurry.

Lessons of a day
often lose their importance
unless they’re painful.

Springtime brings flowers
as summer follows behind
to nourish their blooms.

When trading places
make sure you know what’s traded
and what you will lose.

Testing the waters
needs you to know what’s in them,
before stepping in.

Finding some money,
does not mean that it is yours,
for one might need it.

Sharing your struggles
with ones that truly love you,
can make life better.

Windows of today
often show us yesterday
through some dirty glass.

Holding onto things
can leave you with only things,
so don’t hold so tight.

Breezes to Blow

June 2nd, 2019 / Tags:Haiku , Poems , Poetry / Categories: Greetings, Poems / Comments Closed

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you’ve had a great weekend and
no disasters have come your way, but if
they have I hope you’ve survived without
too many problems 🙂 Our weather’s still
not too bad. The mid to upper 60’s for
this week with a few days in the lower 60’s.
Yep, not too bad. Judy and I drove to
the graveyard where her mom and dad are
buried and we put some plaques down on
Memorial Day. Judy got a picture of me
using her cell phone as I was down on the
ground setting up the plaques in front of
the graves 🙂 I took a few pictures of her
standing next to her mom and dad’s grave.
Wednesday I took our battery operated
push mower and mowed a path out in the
field, for us to walk on when we take the
boys out for field trips 🙂 Saturday I did
a bit more mowing out there and then I
mowed around our house a bit until my
old body almost collapsed. I had to sit
down and rest often, because my back
and legs were giving out. My body is not
in it’s youth anymore and thanks to those
darned health issues it’s slowing me down
faster and faster LOL. Last Thursday
Judy had a colonoscopy and she’s in a
little bit of pain, but it’s subsiding. We
went today (Sunday) at 11 AM to get
our car inspected. It’s good for another
year. Yes, VIP does car inspections on
Sunday LOL. After we got the car done,
we went to Walmart to pick up some of
Judy’s prescriptions and we bought a few
groceries. We figured we’re going back
to town again sometime this week to pay
our electric bill and stop at our landlord’s
house and give him the rent check. So we
only bought a few things. I tell ya what,
the more I hear of the temperatures down
south and all, the more I do not miss it.
LOL I have enough trouble dealing with
60 and 70 degree weather. Forget about
the 80 and 90 degrees or even worse the
100 degree temps. No thank you Hahaha.
Right now at 3:30 PM it’s 65 degrees and
I’m loving it. Not too warm and not too
cold. We’ve got the windows opened and
letting the cool breezes to blow through
the house. Judy opened the windows on
our porch. We’ll be spending a lot of time
out there with our lap tops watching the
days pass us by. We love to sit out there
when it’s raining. It’s such a heavenly
feeling. Though we’ve gotta clean off the
table a bit before we can sit out there,
but it’ll get done. Oh yea, we’ve got new
neighbors. An older couple is moving in
behind us and their son of which is more
our age is moving in another of the homes.
They’ve got a lot of work to do before they
can move in, but they’ve been after it all
day today and yesterday. The wife of the
older couple told us her name is Claudia,
but she told us we can call her Judy being
that’s her middle name it might be easier
for us to remember hehehe. It’s amazing
that I remembered her first name hehehe.
She came and introduced herself yesterday.
She said they have a little dog too and it’s
smaller than Benny and Rocky. So the
boys might be meeting it soon. She didn’t
say whether it was male or female, but it
don’t matter. The boys are fixed or if they
could talk they would say, we ain’t fixed,
we’re broken LOL. Here’s a bit of humor.
We have a ghost in our house and there
are times that it seems that he or she loves
to mess with us. There was a time a while
back that one would ring our doorbell to
get our attention. I even removed the
doorbell button and it still rang it so then
I completely unplugged it from the wall.
No sooner than I did that it began knocking
at our back door LOL. Anyways, we’ve
had a few weird epidemics, but none have
seemed evil, just playful hehehe. The other
day it seemed an either female or male was
in a funny mood and unplugged Judy’s
Keurig coffee pot and mind you, you’ve
gotta pull hard to do that. LOL then just
yesterday Judy filled it full of water and
put the lid on it, but when she came back
to fix her a cup of coffee saw that the lid
was missing. She looked all over, but then
looked behind the coffee maker and there
it was, just like it was set back there LOL.
Yep, we have a humorous ghost. We don’t
mind. The way I look at it, Heaven is where
you are happiest and if he or she is happy
hanging around with us, then that’s fine with
us. We’re sure that God is always watching
over us and we have many angels looking
after us which might be one of them that
is just making themselves known 🙂 Thank
You God for all that You have done for us
and all that You will do. Now, I believe it’s
time for me to be reading back on 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 place of my recollection that
I always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
It looks as though I may have found me a
good title just about midways in my rambling
and now after checking, I see that it hasn’t
been used as of yet, so used it shall me today.
Here goes…

Breezes to Blow

Life is a story
a written cuisine
breezes to blow
creating a dream.
Some may begin
as only hot air
found as a time
a mere nightmare.
Yet within seconds
a change is made
turning our lemons
into lemonade.
Breezes to blow
of a singular day
might become more
as many will pray.
God and His glory
outshines the views
of a dynamite time
with a short fuse.
Seasons of grandeur
can fall in place
breezes to glow
with saving grace.
Answers will come
as minutes will flow
God with His will
and breezes to blow.

There ya go. I hope you liked the poem.
I also hope that you enjoyed my rambling
and I didn’t bore ya to death hehehehehe.
Yes, I know, I can get silly at times, but
silliness is often needed to lighten the load.
It’s looking as though we might get a few
showers tonight, but that’s OK. we love
the smell and sound of rain. I especially
love it when there is lightning and thunder.
I know many of you are scared of it, but
it helps me to relax. Of course our boys
don’t care much for it. Benny and Rocky
get all nervous when it starts thundering.
So, that’s about all I have for ya. We
live such an exciting life Hahahahahaha.
I guess 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 1 of them a
bit Christmassy. I also wrote 22 more
haiku for all the haiku lovers out there.
I hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or
both that you like. Now, I believe it is
time for me to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch, but not before
I wish you a truly blessings filled week.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we do
too. Now, where can that ornery off
switch be hiding or trying to hide this
time LOL???? You really need to find
some new hiding spots. It’s like you’re
not even trying to hide LOL. Peeking
out from behind my glasses case isn’t one
of your best displays of hiding hehehehe.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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

Assuming Hills

Wind turbines turn
as a mind rolls on
as noon meets evening
and night meets dawn.
Assuming perception
that moments display
can make a time frame
to seem a bit gray.
Losing your views in
a small point in time
can create turmoil
that a mind can find.
Look beyond vision
and learn to perceive
a time frame of scenes
that life can conceive.
Bring it into frame
as a place to bestow
as the assuming hills
with momentous flow.
Listen to them sing
as winds pass through
maybe in your mind
of a time in your view.
Let all the sadness
of a time to fall away
and then let the hills to
become a better day.
Wind turbines of pain
can be all that you see
if you only remember
the sad of history.
Find you a smile now
and let it to grow
becoming as rhythms
of waters to flow.
Find what a time
most surely fulfills
becoming as blessings
in assuming hills.

Eve of Winter

Looking fastly
scenes fade away
time becomes as
an eve of day.
Winter’s lifestyles
come and go
often with the
season’s snow.
Evening displays
such a sight
the eve of winter
start of night.
Like a journey
without feet
the time begins a
days retreat.
Look for shadows
look for signs
found within the
days designs.
Maybe clouds will
form a haze
shrouding visions
in a phase.
The eve of winter
brings its views
often changing
to hazy blues.
Time might display
clouds of white
snowflakes falling
there in sight.
Creating pictures
elating scenes
as eve of winter
creates dreams.
Becoming seconds
seeming more
an eve of winter
to explore.

Summer’s Colors

Our tomorrows
might not show
the colors bright
that now bestow.
You might see
a different view
a time and place
of life brand new.
Some tomorrows
become stages
showing life
of different ages.
Plants becoming
scenes of gold
while some others
then unfold.
You might see
a reddish plant
giving times
to then enchant.
They might blend
into the scene
with some colors
shades of green.
Summer’s colors
find a way
enhancing sights
from day to day.
Even the nights
may show others
scenes of things
of summer’s colors.

Grazing on Life

Feeding on a moment
to move a little further
brings to point notions
it’s greener on another.
Sometimes our sight
sees only but a portion
of lifestyles ones lead
that’s just a distortion.
While grazing on life
you might see someone
looking back at you
thinking you have none.
They might even think
you have so much more,
but yet may be wrong
for it might be a lore.
The things people say
to create such a thought
as you’re grazing on life
on a little or a lot.
As we seek tomorrow
we must focus on today
and graze on right now
until it’s gone away.
Allow for the lessons
of the wants of things
to show the right way
and not only dreams.
Then as time passes
while grazing on life,
maybe you’ll find joyful
and not a lot of strife.

Alone on The Wire

We often find ones
that gather in groups
looking down on us
gathering scoops.
Taking in viewpoints
while we are alone
trying to do our best
that nobody’s known.
There are so many
just like you and I
going through stages
as ones say goodbye.
So many judge us
by what others say
and they’re mistaken
of our daily array.
Don’t let it get to you
find now a smile,
for soon in the future
they’ll see your style.
Then those watching
with regretful minds
might see the truth
of yesterdays times.
So just do your best
to be who you are
as time marches on
from near to afar.
Some will see truly
who was the liar
as you continued on
alone on the wire.

When Time Meets Life

As we each encounter
the moments ahead
times might display
a segment of dread.
Mowing peacefulness
in the grasses of time
life can become as
a tormenting mind.
Seek beyond sadness
and look for release
found in a field of
sought after peace.
Search for goodness
and seek for gain
found in a blue sky
after clouds of rain.
Time is perspective
when seen by a few
as life’s existence
that so many view.
When time meets life
and minutes pass
we are the echoes
of a shadowy cast.
Bringing forth scenes
of a natural high
as prayerful release
from a true blue sky.
Look beyond sadness
and find you a smile
as you move onto
another great while.
When time meets life
it’s a magical way
seasoned with hopeful
and maybe some gray.
Seek for the blessings
and find what is true
when time meets life
and found thereunto.

Blurs of Colors

Looking quickly
time moves on
sometimes blurred
of right and wrong.
Leaving glimmers
sights beheld
blurs of colors
times we meld.
Bonding together
left and right
the blurs of colors
show a sight.
Scenes encountered
timeless found
blurs of colors
sight and sound.
Seeming to mimic
the words we say
as confusion
from day to day.
Life’s a story
that many read
blurs of colors
want and need.
Leaving statements
with our voice
blurs of colors
our daily choice.
Choosing one way
and the others
often displays
blurs of colors.

Heaven is Formed

When at a pathway
time might be laid
seen so heavenly
blessings had made.
Maybe a snowstorm
of living attire
Heaven is formed as
life and desire.
For as storms come
with snow or rain
life is created from
pleasure and pain.
Allow for a moment
to be as it should
maybe as pure luck
to knock on wood.
Heaven is a place
that awaits us all
yet some will see it
and some will fall.
Seek for the journey
learn from the view
things we encounter
to show what to do.
Time’s a benefactor
as minutes pass by
becoming memories
hello and goodbye.
Then may seem only
as a mere illusion
time moves onwards
seeming confusion.
Living for a moment
can be as hell bent
as that of shadows
not so Heaven sent.
Heaven is formed
as life does unwind
scenes we’re awaiting
an unfathomed find.

Elation of Stride

Profound decisions
can seem perplexing
creating illusions
that need correcting.
Not seeing clearly
a personal view
that’s found elating
within me and you.
So many will only
see what they wish
as elation of stride
a time of delish.
Not seeing clearly
the troubles instilled
seeking substance
a moment fulfilled.
A moment persists
displaying its wake
maybe as a rowboat
and shimmering lake.
Yet sometimes waters
will not show true
the sight of plight
that comes in view.
Prepare your oars
to row through life
that’s often of good
and often of strife.
Allow for peaceful
to come inside
found within blessings
elation of stride.

Winter to Christmas

Cold snowy paths
on roads through time
begin their journey
as rhythm and rhyme.
Scenes enhancing
as snowflakes form
painting the pictures
of a Christmas morn.
You can even smell it
its aroma’s so fine
scented of pinecones
such a magical time.
A road so scenic
begins with a phase
that’s found December
a moment to gaze.
Winter to Christmas
is bound to unfold
times so divine
that they seem as gold.
Look now and see it
remembered so well
times that you found
a great story to tell.
Linked to a moment
you lived long ago
maybe of a time
you played in the snow.
Maybe even pictures
that displayed so true
winter to Christmas
a magical view.

Haiku
for Jun 1, 2019

Looking for anchors
in an ocean of despair
is a prayer away.

Green grass of nature
forms many different views
some with many weeds.

The passing of life
leaves many with emptiness,
but spirits live on.

Challenge of lifestyles
can bring sadness to many
with wants of others.

Looking at the stars
you might discover twinkles
of life way out there.

Need is confusion
when want comes in the picture
acting just like need.

Counting the minutes
might show time passing faster
as patience wears thin.

The leaves on the trees
of a springtime fantasy
might have much to say.

Morning passes by
leaving the essence of life
embedded in time.

Becoming someone
can often present problems
if it is not you.

Living for the now
can leave you in misery
as then fades away.

The ghost of ourselves
that come after we pass on
could be as angels.

A bicycle chain
needs oiling time and again
to keep from rusting.

Scattered as raindrops
a person can be lightning
soon to be thunder.

Change is a doorway
with many different views
and many choices.

Pages from a book
might hold mysteries within
that ones need to read.

As we are breathing
we are also excelling
so take heed your breath.

Clinging too tightly
to the ones that you adore
can push them away.

Sought after moments
that are in our memories
might not live today.

Bringing your baggage
to a new relationship
might end it quickly.

Now is but a time
that comes and goes as it will
to become the past.

Looking to the skies
you might see familiar sights
deep within some clouds.

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