A Few Years

Posted in Greetings, Poems on July 28, 2019 by Bill Pearce

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a warm passed week and it looks
as though the next few days will be a bit
warm, but thankfully they will pass soon.
I mowed last Thursday and got my allergies
enticed once again LOL. It’s eased a little
since then. I can talk LOL. Last Friday
Judy and I took a little picture taking drive
down south to Bangor. We got pictures
of the Paul Bunyan statue and of Steven
King’s house 🙂 Of course I took pictures
as she drove there and back, but we did
stop time to time to take pictures of rivers
and pictures of many other sights. Benny
and Rocky had to stay home. We didn’t
think it would be good to bring them with
us. They were happy to see us when we got
home as they always are 🙂 We love our lil
boys. Judy’s flowers are still doing great.
Though the tomato plant we bought from
Dollar Tree doesn’t look so well hehehe.
Oh well, it only cost us a dollar. Maybe
it will make it. Anyways, all of her flowers
are doing great. I got out this morning
and built us a railing for our front steps
so that we don’t fall off. I even painted
it LOL. Our landlord had promised to
make the railing for the steps a few years
ago, but it seems it never happened, so
I took matters in my own hands and used
some of the lumber that has been lying
around here for a few years. It was hard
on me being I only have a hand saw and
not a skilsaw. I am though planning on
buying a skilsaw one day in the future
when I can afford it. The ladder I bought
sure came in handy today. I had Judy
come out and hold it steady for me so I
could climb up and screw the railing to
the awning. It doesn’t look professional,
but as good as one can do without the
proper tools LOL. It should prevent us
from falling off of the steps. Right now
at 8:30 PM it’s 74 F degrees. It got up to
the lower to mid 80’s today which is what
it was while I was outside sawing boards
for the railing. I painted it white and red,
but the lumber was so freaking old it acted
like a sponge and just soaked up the paint
so I had to do a lot of coats. Oh well, it
looks good enough for us. Judy likes it 🙂
There’s not much else going on here at the
Pearce’s Place. I’m sure I’ll put a few of
the pictures that Judy and I took in the
stationery. God has been good to us and
made sure we were OK. I’m sure that we
have many angels watching over us and
some of them are friends and family 🙂
So I reckon it’s time for me to be taking
a little venture back through 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 always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
It looks as though as I reminisce all that
I’ve written that I may have stumbled on
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’s goes…

A Few Years

When time plays games
as windows details
a few years might pass
leaving wind that sails.
Creating a picture
as time goes its way
a few years might pass
to leave much dismay.
Maybe of a doorway
or a time that ensued
leaving only patterns
of anger or a feud.
Yet as the years pass us
they give us a chance
to create from memories
a new song and dance.
Lessons from struggles
scented of the years
a few years pass by
to good and bad tears.
Look for the good times
and learn from the bad
as a few years pass by
showing what you had.

©By Bill Pearce
July 28, 2019

There ya go. I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even my rambling and I can
ramble can’t I LOL. Anyways, there’s
not much else to tell you. Judy’s brother
Ricky is still not doing good at all. Keep
him and the family in your prayers. So,
let me see if I have forgotten to tell you
anything,,,,,,,,,,, nope, all I have left to
tell you is what I tell you every week and
that is, I wrote some more poems and
haiku. Yeppers, 10 more poems and it
seems that there are 2 Christmas poems
in the mix. I also wrote 22 more haiku
for all of the haiku lovers out there. I
hope you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like. So now I believe it is time
for me to begin searching for that hardly
elusive off switch, but not before I wish
you a blessings filled week. Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too. Now,
where can that silly off switch be trying
to hide this week? Hmmm and Hmmm
again hehehe. I see ya you silly thing.
Hiding once again behind my nose spray
is not the greatest hiding spot being that
I use them often due these darned alergies.
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 2,
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 6,
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Summer Evenings

As a drop of gold
in a field of green
lifetimes unfold
to a magical dream.
Summertime’s life
each page is turned
as evening arrives
and time’s discerned.
Summer evenings
display their views
seasons of stages
of greens and blues.
The sky up above
with clouds up high
tell us a little story
as they float on by.
Forming pictures
paintings of love
seasonal settings
in the sky up above.
Life is a doorway
summer enhances
some so timeless
a moment romances.
Found as sentences
worded in a way
an evening becomes
the end of the day.
Many might view it
as just but a time
as summer evenings
the nights in design.

©By Bill Pearce
July 22, 2019

Winter Wishes

Living for a season
with wishes galore
time begins ticking
as it has times before.
Summer may display
its seasonal sight,
but soon it is winter
a season of white.
Summer to autumn
brings so much to see
seasons of decisions
beyond you or me.
Winter has its beauty
of snowy white trails
a snow mobile travels
with wondrous details.
Often found scenic
is snow falling down
flakes as a painting
to land on the ground.
I find I am wishing
dreaming of white
thinking of Christmas
and all I delight.
For there is beauty
when winter explodes
decorating houses
and all of the roads.
This is the season
that I find delicious
Christmas time dreams
with my winter wishes.

©By Bill Pearce
July 23, 2019

Evening’s Glare

The glares of sunshine
seek on to display
an evening’s romance
at the end of the day.
Shining oh so brightly
with a yellowish tint
the evening’s sunlight
shines on to extent.
It seems a firestorm
surely as it glows
the evening’s glare
shows many shadows.
Displayed formations
it comes into view
to shine of its beauty
with a heavenly hue.
It lives as it leaves us
our view to the west
as it shines a bit more
with its glorious zest.
Giving ones sunlight
while now is displayed
stars and the moon
a night light brigade.
You might not see it,
but only for a while
as the sun fades away
and leaves us a smile.
Yet for a moment
it says a little prayer
within its wonders
as an evening’s glare.

©By Bill Pearce
July 23, 2019

Bright Summer Days

Points of perception
of summertime’s sky
displays the portions
of a seasonal high.
Sunshine shining
as a beacon of light
bright summer days
as day meets night.
Even the moonlight
shines bright as ever
bringing forth times
so many endeavor.
Yet in the sunlight
bright summer days
shine so heavenly
in healing arrays.
Giving the daylight
a time which to grow
flowers blooming
with waters that flow.
Though it is hot
as summer proceeds
it fills the blessings
of so many needs.
Seasons will come
and seasons will pass
creating memories
for ones to amass.
Life’s sorted pieces
in a mindful style
brings forth pages
to read with a smile.
Bright summer days
as a glistening blend
shines of the times
that surely transcend.
Created by God
as a seasonal stage
bright summer days
from age unto age.

©By Bill Pearce
July 24, 2019

Waters of Life

It may be a puddle
or a small little pond
that comes within view
before time is gone.
It might only ripple
a thought or a time
the waters of life
of our own design.
Simple as a dewdrop
on a venture within
poured out emotions
from beginning to end.
You may hear a splash
as the water runs true
that might just get
some water on you.
Seeming as the rain
of a momentum’s rush
scented that of water
with a heavenly hush.
Look within the waters
of a scenic display
and find what is true
as you kneel and pray.
Let your heart beat
of a peaceful desire
as the waters of time
are love’s brightest fire.
Lose all your worries
that cut like a knife
and find some peaceful
in the waters of life.

©By Bill Pearce
July 24, 2019

Peace at The Bay

Midmorning ripples
bring forth the days
scenes such as life
dancing in the waves.
Change is eventful
as ripples like wine
while dolphins dance
in their own design.
Creating their music
as a song by the sea
at peace at the bay
is a place which to be.
Allowing the echoes
of the ocean to roar
as a so distant view
a time by the shore.
Look for the signs
of life that abounds
and try to imagine
more that surrounds.
Search up above you
and then down below
finding what’s good
for time to bestow.
Don’t allow worries
to be all you find
for the ripples can
give peace of mind.
So often dreamworlds
can enlighten a day
formed by the ocean
peace at the bay.

©By Bill Pearce
July 25,2019

Living For a Time

Pointing out errors
our time has gone wrong
without learning lessons
can repeat a dawn.
Look for the turnstiles
scenes we’ve discerned
while living for a time
that we might of earned.
Yet find the beauty
in the passing of days
while living for a time
of much better ways.
You might uncover
some scenic wonders
times within your mind
of laughable blunders.
Living for a time
can create a new view,
but if it’s not truthful
it’ll snap back on you.
Look beyond sadness
look beyond grief
and find you a place
that can give you relief.
Yet make me real sure
that the place is good,
a place of much better
doing what you should.
Find you a place
that opens your mind
living with goodness
living for a time.

©By Bill Pearce
July 26, 2019

Wintery Road

When you’re deciding
which way to go
a wintertime scene
might begin to grow.
It might display sights
as white snow of time
while the wheels roll
inside of your mind.
Choosing a pathway
a journey to drive
as the motor rumbles
with want to arrive.
A wintertime scenario
of lifetimes to see
can become one day
your own history.
When you’re deciding
which way to turn
the wheels within you
might start to churn.
A Christmastime scene
with glorious views
becomes as a dream
a moment to choose.
Look deep within you
and find you a place
a time to unwind
and then to embrace.
Search for a style
your heart can decode
a Christmastime mind
down a wintery road.

©By Bill Pearce
July 26, 2019

Cinematic Places

Oh so many memories
sentimental times
might be well hidden
deep inside our minds.
The cinematic places
with such a mystery
just like a doorway
that only you can see.
Maybe only dreams
of moments long ago
the cinematic places
that you used to know.
Moments of wonder
those places so divine
with the sweet aromas
of time after time.
Scented of heartbeats
scented of desire
displayed as a cinema
of true love afire.
There may be no sound
as the cinema begins
creating a journey
as some distant winds.
A cinematized novel
written in your words
becomes as a dream
a small flock of birds.
Those cinematic places
become so much more
as minutes tick away
and time starts to soar.
Places you remember
places you hold true
that are as a cinema
living within you.
Found with a smile
that time never erases
this is the passion of
cinematic places.

©By Bill Pearce
July 27, 2019

The Green of Life

Amass of so many
a place does arrive
formed as illusion
right before our eyes.
The seasons display
their point of view
seeming so timeless,
but yet very true.
The sounds you hear
might be only time
seasons of ages
found on your mind.
The green of life
is a true page to see
as a doorway opens
with a season’s key.
Living for a moment
the green is displayed
seeming so timeless
as life’s lemonade.
Poured out like water
a scene might become
essence of lifetime’s
bright shining sun.
Leaves that you see
on trees everywhere
may hold the key to
passion and prayer.
Hold to the moments
and release your strife
while you’re admiring
the green of life.

©By Bill Pearce
July 27, 2019

Haiku
for July 27, 2019

Passionate feelings
can often confuse moments
and end up with lies.

When losing your way
the pathway to return to
is in memories.

Doors that we open
may hold many forms of life
so don’t hurry in.

Lessons of a storm
are that of lightning striking
giving strength through pain.

The limits we have
are often put on ourselves
due to having fear.

Searching for a path
that we can find peacefulness
might unleash some thorns.

Change can be found
hidden within illusions,
but real as can be.

Home fires burning
can be extinguished by lies
so keep true to love.

Luck can be riddles
with good and bad decisions
black cat or horseshoe.

Seeking for true love
might lead you in many paths
finding untrue first.

Mirrored images
are often as what we are
that others mimic.

Fields of destiny
bring forth many decisions
of which to choose from.

The leaves on the trees
are as speakers in the wind
as they rustle words.

Bringing your A game
can often become an F
because of others.

Learning from a bird
how to sing in the morning
can be a great tool.

Within a rain cloud
displays many points of view
that we may not see.

Looking across time
some hills might seem way too steep,
but be very small.

Meaningless chatter
does nothing but waste a breath,
so use words wisely.

Fear of the darkness
might display some illusions
found inside your mind.

Haunted corridors
are often filled with sadness
from all that’s gone wrong.

Tomorrows lessons
might be hidden in today
so take care and learn.

Sleepless emotions
will often cause much worry
with lack of slumber.

©By Bill Pearce
July 27, 2019

Creating Poetry

Posted in Greetings, Poems on July 21, 2019 by Bill Pearce

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been kind of warm up here the last
few days. Though it has cooled down a
little bit today. It’s 75 degrees right now
at 5:30 PM and for the rest of the week
it’s supposed to be in the lower to upper
70’s, but we all know how fast that can
change don’t we LOL. We’re gonna have
a high light bill next month, but better
than the heat. We are so glad that we
bought this portable AC unit. Judy says
it’s the best thing I ever bought hehehe.
There’s not been much going on around
here other than trying to stay cool LOL.
I did a little mowing earlier in the week,
but nothing much other than that. Oh
yea, Judy went to her brother’s house
earlier this passed week and did a little
cleaning and while she was down there
I hung the ladder on the porch and did
a little mowing which I spoke of earlier.
I had for some reason gotten something
in my left eye or an infection and it was
looking like Judy bopped me one LOL,
but it seems to be much better now :).
Judy said she’s gonna paint some more
pictures soon. I hope so. I love her
paintings and I use many of them for
poetry pictures. Judy is so talented and
I am so happy to of found her. Yes we
have our share of bad times, but for
the most part we enjoy life and enjoy
doing things together. LOL she even
laughs at my dad jokes as that’s what
she calls them hehehe. We’re planning
on taking a picture taking drive this
week, so I should have tons of pictures
to put in my stationery and also many
to use for poetry pictures. Yeppers,
I’m still creating poetry pictures LOL.
Just last week one of my good friends
ordered a book and wants me to sign it,
so I’m having it sent here for signing
and then I’ll send it on to her. That
makes me feel so special 🙂 I wish that
more of my books would sell, but it
is what it is LOL. Every little bit helps.
Well it looks like our neighbors behind
us have gotten moved in. They’re in
their late 70’s, but seem to get around
fairly well. Their son is going to move
into one of the other mobile homes,
but not until maybe next year being
there’s a lot of work that needs to be
done on the home before he can move
in. At least through it all our mailbox
has been put up now to where it looks
like it’ll withstand the snow from the
snowplows this winter LOL. I have
lost count on how many times I have
had to go out and dig out our mailbox
and stand it back up so the mailman
would be able to put mail in it and also
so that I could retrieve it Hahahahaha.
God has been good to us as He has
always been. We are so thankful for
all the blessings He has given us 🙂
Thank You God for all You’ve done
and all that I’m sure You will do 🙂
There’s nothing much else to tell you
so I guess I need to be reading back
over 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…
Well it seems I may of stumbled upon
1 about halfway through my rambling
and now after checking I see that it has
not been used yet, so used it shall be.
Here goes…

Creating Poetry

Mindsets on journeys
pathways to trod
can create a great poem
as a gift from God.
You might even find
a heartbeat or two
when creating poetry
from the things you view.
Life might seem boring,
but a poem can display
a seasonal journey
and a much better way.
Maybe of a skyline
of blue unto gold
can become as poetry
a story to be told.
Rhyming of emotion
as a ocean or sea
this what happens when
creating poetry.

©By Bill Pearce
July 21, 2019

So, there ya go LOL. I hope ya like the
poem and maybe even my rambling just
a tad. I know what I say might be boring
at times, but at least if you read it, you
were sort of entertained for a moment 🙂
Well, I haven’t much else to tell you other
than what I tell you every week and that
is, I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers 10 more poems and 1 of them
is a Christmas poem. 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. Now, I do
believe it’s time for me to begin my lil
search for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you a wonderful
week and a safe one without too much
heat. Remember, Jesus loves you and
we do too. Okie dokie, where can that
ornery off switch be trying to hide this
time? Hmm, LOL ya made me look
a little harder this time didn’t ya LOL.
I see ya poking out from behind that
old camera of mine. I wouldn’t of even
looked down there if I hadn’t of heard
a little shuffling from down there in
the shelf hehehe. Try staying still LOL
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Simple Thoughts

Hills with minds
of thoughtful ways
give us some views
moments to gaze.
Simple thoughts
can become alive
as a time and place
an evening drive.
With imagination
there’s more to see
as simple thoughts
display their key.
Unlocking dreams
of magical times
found simplistic
as poetry rhymes.
Simple thoughts
acquire a view
filled full of love
to live within you.
Some distant hills
that you perceive
might be a dream
a time to believe.
Life’s simplicity’s
a time on a hill
with want and need
to then stand still.
Allow your mind
to dance across
within the dreams
of simple thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
July 15, 2019

Little Ripples

Within and without
a storybook view
time’s a benefactor
of waters of blue.
Becoming a second
as minutes pass on
life’s little ripples
are just like a song.
Singing of the day
as a sweet memory
ripples of a moment
of life’s history.
Heartfelt emotions
come alive thereunto
within little ripples
of old and anew.
Heavenly blessings
as a timeless retreat
as life’s little ripples
that often repeat.
Becoming as a theme
of times long ago
times you remember
of young unto old.
Thank God up above
for all the memories
the waters of blue
and grasses and trees.
Life’s little ripples
that bring into view
times that remind
of a true sky of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
July 15, 2019

Losing Yourself

Fields of emotions
green as the grass
help every dreamer
with times contrast.
In search of minutes
as winds will blow
begins a journey
for times to bestow.
Losing yourself in
patterns of times
can unleash scenes
as magical finds.
The briskness of air
a breath to breathe
can bring to view
times to perceive.
Time’s exploding
as minutes pursued
losing yourself is
your minds attitude.
Allowing for time
to be as it will
can also give way
for life to fulfill.
God gives passages
with ways to discern
some are as lessons
with bridges to burn.
Often what’s done
gets put on a shelf
forgetting the truth
and losing yourself.

©By Bill Pearce
July 16, 2019

Seeming Alone

Life can seem dark
as light is away
leaving gloominess
day after day.
Often our screaming
is misunderstood
leaving us seeming
just knocks on wood.
Seeming alone then
we might not feel
that someones love
is not very real.
Look up to Heaven
and say a little prayer
when seeming alone
and needing fresh air.
Stand with the angels
of heavenly gifts
and let them help you
move passed the rifts.
Blessings uncountable
are there to give hope
when seeming alone
and life’s hard to cope.
Seek for the journey
the pathway of love
from God the Father
up in Heaven above.
He’ll give you strength
as you’ve never known
when you are feeling
you’re seeming alone.

©By Bill Pearce
July 17, 2019

Road of White

Simple times
a seasons quest
a road of white
provides its best.
It shows treads
of passing cars
seasons sights
of snowy scars.
Leaving memoirs
times to show
a road of white
in winter snow.
A wondrous hue
a Christmas feel
a road of white
of times appeal.
It brings forth
a scenic view
a way to drive
so fresh and new.
Christmas scenes
fall into place
a road of white
our eyes can taste.
Those winter days
of timeless scenes
now seem like my
Christmas dreams.
Times of life
a wondrous sight
found upon
a road of white.

©By Bill Pearce
July 17, 2019

Churning Waters

Life in a hurry
and wanting gain
can become as
a life insane.
Churning waters
might be found
troubles flowing
sight and sound.
Yet they often
hide their view
until the time is
within you.
Don’t let hurry
rock your boat
causing life to
cease to float.
Churning waters
can be used
if good judgment
is infused.
Then the lessons
might display
waters flowing
a peaceful way.
Learn to choose
the better path
churning waters
not too fast.
Not just churning,
but with ease
life and times
to then appease.
Find the balance
that is good
churning waters
understood.
The yesterdays
of flowing times
can be teachers
not just rhymes.

©By Bill Pearce
July 17, 2019

With The Birds

A day with the birds
as an evening’s retreat
displays a dreamland
that time can’t defeat.
It lives on and on as
a timeless portrayal
as a day with the birds
and life found to sail.
Singing of a heartbeat
bringing sights to see
as a day with the birds
lives on in history.
Seasons of blessings
in a yard of green
birds playing games
that seem like a dream.
The magic came alive
as they came one day
to be as my blessings
that heard as I’d pray.
They seemed as echoes
voices from above
maybe singing softly
to share of their love.
Life’s full of blessings
as each day arrives
as a day with the birds
gives joy for my eyes.
It’s a God given day
with a season of words
when reflecting on life
as a day with the birds.

©By Bill Pearce
July 18, 2019

Passing Years

Our reflections
might find within
what used to be
and wished again.
The passing years
of younger times
bring in view
confusions minds.
Smiling at life
of a different day
as passing years
become so gray.
We might then see
within a glance
the passing years
as song and dance.
Singing of youth,
but feeling so old
the passing years
that times unfold.
Bringing into view
a passionate sight
as passing years
then dim the light.
Allow reflections
of then and there
as passing years
to help prepare.
With smiles of life
that time endears
I’m thankful for
the passing years.

©By Bill Pearce
July 19, 2019

Together Minds

Through our life
we might find one
a similar style
of a setting sun.
We might even be
as miles apart,
but still be as one
as heart to heart.
Together in sense
of things we do
excited for life
within thereunto.
We might even be
connected as time
pages of ages
within our mind.
Strolling together
as life finds a way
making reflections
with day after day.
A person may be
of different stride,
but enjoy the same
with time applied.
As life comes alive
with many designs
we might just find
together minds.

©By Bill Pearce
July 19, 2019

Remedial Sights

Improvements beyond
the sights we find
may have conclusions
inside of our mind.
We might see hillsides
or a distant lake
as remedial insights
are cures to partake.
The distant ventures
of a moments hue
might unleash minutes
that seconds pursue.
The remedial sights
of a breath of air
become as our peace
and answer to prayer.
Long living sections
of our days desires
can often ignite
some unneeded fires.
So comes improvement
found within style
as remedial sights
that moments compile.
A view within life
in a mere photograph
might show the errors
of now as the past.
Maybe as the lines
on our face from afar
or hills from a distance
you saw from a car.
The seasons that shine
as echoes of a day
become as the lessons
to teach us in a way.
So look back and find
the remedial sights
that taught you well
in the days and nights.

©By Bill Pearce
July 20, 2019

Haiku
for July 29, 2019

Now will be the past
as the future comes to be
and displays changes.

Searching through the grass
you might find a few daisies
trying to be seen.

Linking many thoughts
can cause a chain reaction
that makes your head hurt.

Blindsided by time
you might find many worries
that moments unfold.

Time has a way of
creating its own pathway
within the seconds.

Summertime’s flowers
strive to make many blossoms,
but they need water.

Shopping without cash,
but yet with an open mind
you might find bargains.

The skyline of blue
becomes an evenings blessing
as night blossoms stars.

Yesterday’s shadows
can become today’s heartaches
if we allow them.

Loose fitting lifestyles
can fall from who that we are
when straddling fences.

Various flowers
reveal all of their beauty
as their aroma.

With sunlight of day
nighttime is found awaiting
as evening’s delight.

Finding a raindrop
displays a chance for a storm
or just a sprinkle.

Lakes of deception
can hide the truth within them,
but not forever.

Ones without shadows
does not mean they are not real,
but lacking in light.

Tremors of a heart
can begin as emotion
and live as desire.

Wintertime’s wishes
can unleash many snowflakes
inside of the mind.

Traveling through time
many might forget their place
and end up alone.

Fertilized gardens
can be glimmers of sunlight
in hearts of many.

Finding just one weed
does not mean it is alone,
but others might thrive.

Walking in the woods
you might hear many echoes
of life from afar.

Time is but a thing
that we stay focused upon
as we move ahead.

©By Bill Pearce
July 20, 2019

For Tomorrow

Posted in Greetings, Poems on July 14, 2019 by Bill Pearce

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s thundering and raining at the moment
which means Judy and who ever joined her
to work on cleaning out her brothers house
today might be getting wet. Yep, Judy and
possibly grandson Chance and possibly his
mom and others are over at Ricky’s house
cleaning it up. Ricky will not be living in it
again. He’s in way too bad of shape and
living in a nursing home. I went down to
the house with Judy the other day and did
a bit of mowing so that when they brought
the dumpster they would have a clear place
to set it so that Judy and the others could
get to it. This passed week has been not
to active. I haven’t even taken but just a
few pictures. Not much to photograph at
the moment 🙂 That will change I am very
sure LOL. Judy and I are already talking
about taking a picture taking drive soon.
Yep, back to the photos and Judy’s talking
about doing some more paintings 🙂 She’s
the best in my eyes 🙂 Yep, I love all of
her paintings and creations. I wish I was
as creative as her. No matter, I am what
I am and I’m all that I am, LOL a sort
of quote from Popeye hehehe. I guess my
gift is writing poetry and creating poetry
pictures. It seems to be something that
I’m good at and do a whole lot of LOL.
Next topic 🙂 I bought a 50 foot extension
cord to use outside when I need to do some
drilling. I plan on doing a bit of work on
our porch this week. Gonna put up some
hangers so I can hang our new ladder on
it, plus I have a few other things planned.
I’ve been having a little of trouble with
vertigo here lately and it has slowed me
down a bit, but I’m sure it will pass. Now
I just try not to move too quickly hehehe.
LOL if I move too quickly the fun ride
begins hehehe. It made me puke the other
day LOL. So, what else has gone on in
this little life of mine? Well, Judy and
I went to town yesterday and did a little
shopping and then stopped at Subway
and got us a couple of foot longs hehehe.
We ate half of ours last night and we’ll
eat the other half this evening. I’m also
thinking about frying up some bacon in
a little bit for us to have for sandwiches
maybe later and also for tomorrow for
breakfast to be joined with maybe some
eggs and toast or maybe even pancakes.
I’ll make that decision tomorrow hehehe.
Judy and I take turns cooking although
I most times do breakfast, but there’s
been a few times that she’s made us some
omelets 🙂 which I love. We do have our
bad moments when things aren’t so rosy,
but for the most part we enjoy life aside
from the aches and pains from these old
bodies of ours. God has given us many
blessings and I am so very thankful for
them all. I’m sure that many blessings
might go unnoticed at times due to us
being focused on other things, but they
are in existence and will one day come
to shine. Thank You God for all that
You do for us and all that You have
done. We are so truly thankful. Now,
I believe it’s time for me to take a little
look back on all that I’ve written here
to see if I can find me 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 place of my recollection that I
always like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may of stumbled upon a decent
title just about halfway through all of
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…

For Tomorrow

Today’s the date
preceding tomorrow
that might be filled
with thrill and sorrow.
All of the yesterdays
that found their place
might now be shadows
found on our face.
So for tomorrow
look deeply within
and find the lessons
that moments transcend.
Don’t let the passing
of life’s broken doors
to become just regret
that right now abhors.
Search through the days
as minutes are found
and find the moments
within much astound.
Find the conclusions
that are better to see
and for tomorrow
make them your key.
Give God the glory
as blessings of time
then for tomorrow
have a thankful mind.

©By Bill Pearce
July 14, 2019

There ya go 🙂 I hope ya liked the poem.
If you didn’t, Oh well LOL. Anyways,
I at least hope you enjoyed my rambling.
If I gave you a smile or 2, then I did my
job. Judy is home now. It seems our
grandson Chance did not show up as he
was supposed to and also Judy ended up
cleaning the house by herself. I’m a little
ticked off because of that, but I guess it’s
done and getting mad over it won’t make
it any better. I’m just glad that Judy is
OK. She might be ready to eat in a bit,
so I need to be finishing this. There’s
not much else to tell you other than what
I tell you every week and that is, I wrote
some more poems and haiku. Yeppers,
10 more poems with 2 of them being a
little 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
both that you like. Now I believe it’s time
for me to begin my search for that ornery
off switch, but not before I wish you all
a most wonderful blessings filled week.
Remember, Jesus loves you and we do
too. Now, where can that silly off switch
be trying to hide this time???? Hmmmm
that wouldn’t happen to be you hiding
behind my nose spray again would it???
LOL sheesh, you’ve had all week to find
a good hiding spot and this is what you
come up with. Look around for heavens
sake. There’s tons of places to hide LOL.
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 🙂

Evening’s Bliss

Rains of an evening
that come in a way
might have answers
for a time to display.
The blissful settings
of a so scenic sky
might show emotions
how raindrops fly.
Pouring as a dancer
just prancing around
as evening awakens
a pitter patter sound.
Refreshing moments
of a hearts desire
displays an evening
as true love on fire.
Burning then within
a passionate theme
a blissful settings
as a magical dream.
On a grassy knoll
near hills of time
you might awaken
a thoughtful design.
Such as a rain cloud
coming near to you
which at the moment
is a most distant view.
It may be expanding
and not moving at all
to show you a view
how the raindrops fall.
It might even shine
of a wondrous rainbow
as a heartbeat of love
for time to bestow.
So search the skies
for a peaceful kiss
as a lifetime of love
in an evening’s bliss.

©By Bill Pearce
July 8, 2019

Life Remembered

Begun as a theme
a summertime day
you might perceive
a dream on display.
Found as a time
a lifetime’s event
as life remembered
the greatest extent.
Maybe a boat ride
or seasonal sight
that a mere moment
brought into light.
As life remembered
it becomes proud
showing bestowing
as time has allowed.
Find you a photo
a picture of time
and maybe set it
to a poetic rhyme.
Look within then
and create a memoir
as you look onwards
from near to afar.
Seek for blessings
that you did acquire
found as emotions
a time to admire.
Then let the minutes
to give you release
with life remembered
a moment of peace.

©By Bill Pearce
July 9, 2019

Thoughts of Autumn

With colors entwining
time turns to gold
displaying pictures
as leaves grow old.
Moments blossom
to give us a glance
a time that we find
that seems as romance.
They seem to be alive
even after they die
the leaves of autumn
that tell us goodbye.
It seems to be a story
that’s written in hue
as a lifetime begun
that comes into view.
Death becomes life
as colors explode
with sequential signs
of life’s episode.
Thoughts of autumn
might then become
the greeter of winter
as life’s beating drum.
Bringing forth colors
to welcome the day
when snow is falling
in a wonderful way.
Allow for your mind
to dream about then
thoughts of autumn
as moments transcend.

©By Bill Pearce
July 9, 2019

Reflections Thrive

Waters of autumn
seem to come alive
bringing the motions
of which then arrive.
Maybe as a ripple
or maybe a glance
a scene so serene
as moments enhance.
Viewing as echoes
of a time or a place
the reflections thrive
that many embrace.
Find you a ripple
or a reflections view
that comes alive
and lives within you.
Dancing on waters
of a scenic design
brings alive feelings
of a so distant time.
Maybe a childhood
locked deep within
found as reflections
that did then begin.
Locate the blessings
of a hearts desire
and then ignite them
with a heavenly fire.
Say a little prayer
for a time to revive
to see the blessings
of reflections thrive.

©By Bill Pearce
July 10, 2019

Nightfall Comes

The end of the day
that life unwinds
displays some scenes
in dreamers minds.
Just like the bloom
of a dreamers seed
the nightfall comes
with want and need.
It can bring to life
oh so many things
as songs of the night
a whippoorwill sings.
You might even hear
a frog’s deep voice
croaking in the night
filled with rejoice.
Glancing to the skies
you might even see
some clouds of time
that God’s given free.
Patiently waiting
for moments to move
presenting its sights
as a dreamers groove.
The sky might hold
a voice of its own
spoken as moments
we may have known.
Seen that of Heaven
and answers to prayer
the nightfall comes
as a breath of air.

©By Bill Pearce
July 10, 2019

Light of The Moon

As clouds of the night
move across the sky
they hide the moon
that is way up high.
It shines on through
when it gets a chance
to display the light
of a night’s romance.
The light of the moon
is a reflected source
displaying sunlight
with its greatest force.
The moon gives shine
for times to come
as stars well hidden
may also shine some.
Far behind the clouds
of an evening quest
the light of the moon
shines its very best.
We might not see it
as clouds form walls,
but it still shines
as a night bird calls.
Sung in the distance
a loon may be heard
singing of the moon
that time has deferred.
As a dreamers dream
in the midnight hours
the light of the moon
is what that empowers.
The moon gives hope
for yet another day
as many look above
in the night and pray.
Blessings of arrival
that ones come attune
is that of the night
and light of the moon.

©By Bill Pearce
July 11, 2019

Life’s Masterpiece

Looking searching
for a time or place
an adventure of life
with a smiling face.
It brings to view
oh so many designs
moments uncovered
of our special times.
Life’s masterpiece
is a counted array
minutes and seconds
of hours of a day.
There might be times
not seen so clearly
the times we find
we love so dearly.
It might be a jet ski
or maybe just a time
that lives on and on
inside of your mind.
It might even seem
as a beating heart
a timeless perception
that lives now as art.
It might seem vague
with time and date,
but still lives on
as a time you relate.
You might even find
it will never cease
as a moment of time
of life’s masterpiece.

©By Bill Pearce
July 12, 2019

Ready For Snow

Beginnings and endings
of seasonal views
brings forth the wantings
of choices to choose.
Some wanting summer
when it is so warm,
but I’m wanting winter
with its seasonal charm
Snowflakes as a dream
of a time so sublime
I’m ready for snow
and that seasonal time.
Not just for winter,
but for music to play
songs about sleighbells
and Christmas Day.
We each view differently
the rain or the snow
and the hot of summer
and winds that blow.
Yet it doesn’t stop me
for wanting to reminisce
snowflakes of Christmas
as its seasonal kiss.
The dreams live on
deep inside of my mind,
I’m ready for snow
and Christmastime.
Though I must wait now
for that wondrous glow
the seasonal settings
I’m ready for snow.

©By Bill Pearce
July 12, 2019

Wondrous Simplicity

Snowflakes falling
on a winter’s eve
gives the glimmers
a time to believe.
Christmassy moments
that fall into place
wondrous simplicity
a time to embrace.
Life like a dream
with a hopeful view
can become a candle
that burns within you.
Aspiring lamplights
to burn of a flame
wondrous simplicity
has much to gain.
Giving of a blessing
a Christmastime light
burning of heartbeats
so wintery white.
Teeming as fireflies
there’s much to find
wondrous simplicity
deep in the mind.
Search your emotions
and find what is real
such as a snowflake
your hands can feel.
Seek for the blessings
that Christmas displays
wondrous simplicity
the greatest of days.

©By Bill Pearce
July 12, 2019

Envisioning Colors

Riding with a dream
of colors of passion
life unleashes themes
of an ongoing fashion.
Repeated throughout
the seasonal glances
as colorful styles
each moment romances.
Leaping from leaves
are stories ones told
when envisioning colors
watching time unfold.
Seasonal gateways
to time’s burning ember
when envisioning colors
we hope to remember.
Partaking the blessings
as each leaf will change
creating the colors
the seasons rearrange.
Beginnings to endings
each time’s magnified
scented of a doorway
with colors found inside.
As an old dusty road
unleashes its view
the pages of ages
are turned thereunto.
As a book of memories
unlike any others
life gives us dreams
when envisioning colors.

©By Bill Pearce
July 13, 2019

Haiku
for July 13, 2019

The past and present
will meet at special moments
as lessons are learned.

Living for right now
can become as a hindrance
as lifetimes unfold.

Looking to the stars
you might see ones twinkling
that aren’t stars at all.

Mysterious ventures
leave fear within ones pockets
that’s of the unknown.

Breathing in a breath
you might notice an odor
that exist in you.

Hills of a moment
quietly roll in our sights
as minutes tick on.

A flower planted
can become a true blossom
or wither away.

Change is needed
to move away from right now
and acquire growth.

Lessons are struggles
within our many mistakes
that hold the answers.

Letting failures win
can create a rocky road,
so use them wisely.

Various windstorms
will blow in much confusion
when they’re just a breeze.

Beyond perception
holds a pathway of choices
that are ours to choose.

The days are counted
as minutes become hours
and lifetimes are born.

The east and the west
connect with the north and south
in spiritual views.

Sometimes a shadow
is but only a shadow
and nothing to fear.

Songs of a songbird
are as words within the wind
sung as a heartbeat.

Challenges of life
are as structures created
to become stronger.

Life of a meadow
is that of a scene to see
that flourishes time.

Waiting for a chance
could become as your downfall,
for chances are made.

Time’s epicenter
is the point of its vision
that many misread.

Vision in the night
might not see what’s truly there
and find only fear.

Many don’t see us,
but only see our shadows
and make their judgment.

The Bottom

Posted in Greetings, Poems on July 7, 2019 by Bill Pearce

ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

It’s been a hot one up here in Maine
for the passed few days. Friday was a
high of 91 and Saturday was a high of
82. Today’s high is 76 which it is near
right now at 75 degrees. Tomorrows
high is supposed to be 80 and the rest
of the week bouncing from the upper
70’s to the lower 80’s and that means
I will be staying inside quite a bit only
to go out and mow a bit time to time.
I cannot handle hot weather and to
me, the upper 70’s and 80’s is HOT.
I hope you had a happy and safe 4th
of July. I stayed home while Judy
went to her daughter Mandy’s house
to celebrate. The boys stayed home
with me too. Then yesterday Judy
went up to her nephews house to do
a little more celebrating and once
again I stayed home. Reason being
on both accounts, I was not feeling
well. I was suffering a bit of vertigo.
So, my 4th of July was boring as it
is most often. Oh well, life goes on.
Anyways, Rocky went for a dental
check up July 5th. he lost a tooth
the other day and we wanted to make
sure his other teeth were OK. The
vet said his teeth looked good, that
Shih-Tzus are often known for the
loss of teeth time to time. Oh yea,
on the July 2nd Judy and I headed
out in the field with the boys for a
little field trip and no sooner than
we got out there it became a down
pour, like the bottom dropped out.
We got drenched and so did the boys.
The funny thing is Benny is normally
the last one to head back home, but
he hates rain and he passed us both
up running as fast as his little legs
could carry him. Rocky on the other
hand, walked along with us. Judy
tried to take a few pictures of me in
the rain. I held my camera up under
my shirt to keep it dry 🙂 It was a
short lived field trip LOL. The boys
got a rainwater fresh bath, but for
some reason they only smelled like
wet dogs Hahaha. Anyways, Judy
took a lot of pictures this week of
her 4th of July and the days after 🙂
I took a few pictures on our drives
to and from town as always. People
keep asking me where the snow is,
like we have snow 12 months a year.
We do have a small window that is
mostly found in summer that there
is no snow ya know LOL. My new
neighbor just came and asked for
my help. He wanted help hauling
our old mattress out to the trash pile
that has begun to the left of the field.
It’s out there now. It was freaking
heavy. It was soaked with rainwater.
We bought us a new mattress during
the winter and I threw the old one
out the back door and tried to pull
it to the end of our house, but the
snow was just too deep. Our ladder
should be here Thursday, so I can
get started doing a few repairs on
our porch to keep birds and wasp
out of the roof. There’s one part
that I will not be able to fix, but
it doesn’t seem to be the problem,
at least not at the moment hehehe.
So what else is going on around
this place? Hmm, not much as it
is too warm for me to do much 🙂
Right now it’s 76 degrees which is
not that bad, but even 76 can make
me pass out if I am not careful, so
I try not to push it. If I go out to
do some mowing, I will carry out
a couple of chairs and station them
near where I am mowing so I can
sit down before I fall down LOL.
As the years pile up on me the heat
gets harder and harder for me to
handle, but I’ll find ways to deal
with it 🙂 LOL being our mower
is battery powered it often runs
low about the time I do, so I can
stop and rest, then change out the
battery and put the drained one
on the charger 🙂 and I get a drink
to charge myself as well hehehe.
There’s not much else going on
here at the Pearce’s Place. God is
still watching over us as well as
many angels are protecting us 🙂
Thank You God for all that You
do for us and all that You will do.
Now, I believe it’s time for me
to have a little look 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 new title for
today’s brand spanking 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 of found a decent
title just about a quarter of the
way from the beginning of all of
my rambling which now after
checking shows that it has not
been used yet, so used it shall be.
Here goes nothing hehehe…

The Bottom

The top of our life
might seem to glow
with things we love
that times bestow.
Yet at the bottom
some good will thrive
to help us much later
to each day survive.
Life is a doorway
that opens our views
and also closes
the times to choose.
The bottom of life
might seem as dirt
times when we find
we might get hurt.
Yet in perspective
the pain can become
a teacher of life
as a beating drum.
Thank God for this
that comes and goes
the times of life
with highs and lows.

There ya go. I hope you liked the
poem and maybe even my rambling.
I can ramble can’t I hahaha. So is
there anything I have forgotten to
tell you aside from the regular LOL?
Nope, don’t think so and so I guess
it’s time for me to tell you what I tell
you every week and that is, I wrote
some more poems and haiku. Yep,
10 more poems, but 1 of them is a
Christmas poem this week. 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. With that said I reckon it
is time for me to begin my search
for that hardly elusive off switch,
but not before I wish you all a most
blessed week. Remember, Jesus
loves you and we do too. So OK,
where is that dad burned ornery
off switch trying to hide this week?
Hmmmm LOL I see ya, you silly
thing. Did you actually think that
little pepper shaker was big enough
for you to hide behind? Well it’s
not. Maybe if you were actually
hiding behind it and not just sort
of behind it. You need to practice
on your hiding skills. They suck 🙂
Gotcha, see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzz.

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 🙂

Breath of Autumn

Through a door
a road to gaze
breath is breathed
for future days.
Autumn’s glory
becomes attune
a song of nature
a time to groom.
Leaves becoming
colorful sights
breath of autumn
life delights.
As the seasons
groom them well
every leaf has
a story to tell.
Life transcending
becoming dreams
breath of autumn
scenic scenes.
Yet the moments
might be found
seasons awaiting
sight and sound.
See the beauty
that times bestow
maybe as flowers
or winter snow.
For the colors
will come to be
breath of autumn
a sight to see.

Colors Come Alive

Minds create moments
time creates paths
minutes become hours
slow and then fast.
Life begins a journey
a colorful style
as some as a memory
and some as a smile.
The colors come alive
as a pathway to see
some as a doorway
and a seasonal key.
Look for the moments
and find certain views
maybe that of browns
or maybe chartreuse.
Minutes pass quickly
and soon fade away
leaving only memoirs
of then another day.
So look and record it
each moment you see
as a photo or video
of your life’s history.
For as colors arrange
they display the best
a time so sublime
for our eyes to digest.
It’s God given scenery
of the passing of times
created as artwork
and romantic rhymes.
It’s just like a fairy tale
as colors come true
some with just little
of a contrast of blue.
They display blessings
a moment’s surprise
with magical scenery
as colors come alive.

Views of Time

The trails of life
that come and go
might just be
a winter snow.
Maybe a change
in the atmosphere
views of life
not seen too clear.
We may recognize
a sudden scene
maybe an echo
a rushing stream.
Views are found
with seconds eyes
scenes we see
in the blue skies.
You may mistaken
a snowy hill
as that of misery
life to fulfill.
Look to the sky
and all around
see all the beauty
a sight or sound.
A change of views
within your sight
can then enhance
each day and night.
For as we also
change our mind
changes are made
in views of time.

ZEN

Time becomes stirring
troubles become sight
evening becomes echoes
on into the night.
Life is disheartening
as time takes its place
when then and again
shows a saddened face.
Zen’s found in choices
as a peaceful thought
enlightened of a view
of what can’t be bought.
Seeming as a dream
an intuitive insight
The Zen becomes a way
to find better light.
Scented of heartbeats
tinted of a tone
sought after lifestyles
we may of never known.
A prayer can be helpful
to show where to begin
as you seek peaceful
in a moment of Zen.

Deep Within Space

Our minds at times
might become seen
as a space voyage
with stars agleam .
Lost in a whirlwind
time is a glance
that may show ones
of a different dance.
Looking down upon us
as time marches on
seeing all the things
so many do wrong.
They might be friends,
but standing away
watching and waiting
for the perfect day.
Deep within space
with a clearer view
of our sky above
that we see as blue.
We’ve sent greetings
out there so deep
and they may wonder
the truth do we keep.
Watching for decades
they may come to see
a much closer view
of you and of me.
They may be waiting
for us to recognize
what that we’re losing
right before our eyes.
Just waiting each day
for us to find love
as Heaven awaiting
from Lord God above.
I’m sure they’ve seen
what we each embrace
as they look onwards
deep within space.

Potted Plants

Life and times
needs love to grow
for we’re as plants
that times bestow.
A potted plant
needing some care
as a living life
blooms with prayer.
We need watering
with truth and love
as plants need rain
from clouds above.
We’ll become empty
if not cared for
as a potted plant
will leave a scar.
We need to love
each and everyone
as a potted plant
needing the sun.
Love from our Lord
in Heaven’s expanse
we need His love
as potted plants.

Summer’s Styles

A view from sea
with calm of waves
summer’s styles
enhances the days.
A pier becomes
an evening’s sight
as summer brings
a time’s delight.
Time becomes as
scenes of blue
found as magic
waves thereunto.
The calm within
the seas of life
becomes a summer
less of strife.
Waves so silently
crashing ashore
seeking a lifestyle
of times before.
Displaying scenes
as drops of gold
a summery feel
that ones foretold.
A ocean of dreams
with shallow waves
near the shore
on summer days,
Time’s a creator
of scenic smiles
found as echoes of
summer’s styles.

Field of Hay

Looking outwards
looking in
we might not see
how things begin.
Life as a blessing
a blade of grass
forming a moment
a shadow’s cast.
A field of hay
a timeless scene
might seem as
the smallest thing.
Yet for a moment
look beyond
and see that grass
to just be gone.
For it’s a lifetime
food to feed
for you and I
our daily need.
Think of the cattle
and others too
that need the hay
in life so true.
A field of hay
does many things
giving ones jobs
a lifetime brings.
There’s so much
from day to day
that’s done with
a field of hay.

Search The Clouds

Find a viewpoint
clouds of time
search within them
peace of mind.
Seek the raindrops
they might hold
search the clouds
that times unfold.
Find the blessings
color schemes
clouds above you
certain scenes.
Let God give you
a little prayer
clouds above you
none compare.
Living breathing
time moves on
as the clouds are
then and gone.
Search the clouds
to find a smile
fueled by passion
Heaven’s style.
Allow your mind
to drift away
within the clouds
of white or gray.
Let the sunlight
shine on through
bringing love
to shine on you.
So many blessings
come from rain
to form a heart
to ease the pain.
So the next time
you see shrouds
find the blessings
search the clouds.

Gifts of Christmas

So many things
that come and go
we might not see
as children grow.
Time moves on
leaving memories
found as echoes
of Christmas trees.
Life’s a doorway
swinging true
giving a moment
a single view.
I remember the
kids next door
that came to play
the times before.
I now look out
and give a smile
thankful for
that little while.
The season gives
a special glimpse
heartbeats beating
so immense.
Then the moments
time to time
live as gifts
within our mind.
Gifts of Christmas
can bestow
the love of God
as winter snow.

Haiku
for July 6, 2019

Judging to quickly
you might misconceive someone
and not know the truth.

Pages of today
may seem a bit torn at times,
but they still have thoughts.

Jumbled emotions
can create an argument
over tiny things.

Looking passed a cloud
you might see the horizon
or maybe more clouds.

Breathing in a breath
you may find yourself winded,
for it was passed gas.

Searching illusions
time might uncover the truth
within illusions.

Facts over fiction
leaves many people fighting
over silly things.

Challenging others
without fully knowing them
could end with much pain.

Within forever
there is a place remembered
living in our soul.

Living on the edge
can be very exciting
and also deadly.

Limits on ourselves
are often put on ourselves
by our view of life.

The leaves of autumn
become artist of nature
creating colors.

Changing your viewpoint
can often make things better
or make them much worse.

A flower garden
will only blossom beauty
if it is cared for.

The truth is the truth
no matter how you view it,
so why do ones lie?

When painting pictures
you might fall short of colors
and need to make do.

Arguments of life
are often found in egos
wanting to be right.

Naming a planet
does not make it good or bad
the same as people.

Belief of a ghost
does not make it to be real,
but it can exist.

Trials of a lifetime
creates structure within us
to use as a tool.

Too many judges
without a bit of knowledge
can harm good people.

Looking to the stars
you might see a few twinkling
as eyes looking back.

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