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Birds they fly as one in the sky
Bees they all work so hard as one
Nature has such respect for all
And look back what have we done

Ants are 75% of all living things
They move higher if rains on the way
We are so insignificant among all
Yet we remain so above ourselves to say

Turning our backs on all positives that be
All things beautiful we should be thankful so
And here we are earths most disructive force
Upon earth above all thats there to know

Earth our only home to at all call our own
Life being the only teacher to learn at all
With closed minds humans how we insist
We are all knowing natures every call

We should be able to see how wrong we are
Nature is not all that impressed getting worse
Our future is up a dry creek in a broken boat
Without a coin left in our as if human purse

We blame climate change and it goes on
Is the human race that very blind
Compred to all other living things on earth
We have placed ourselves so very far behind

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Oh speak to me with words of song
As moon shines bright full and strong
To have my heart thus miss a beat
And gives thus lightest dancing feet

Seductive within their gentle sound
Feelings of romance thus to be found
Stealing within my entire beating heart
To have them from my mind never part

Giving thee no wish in life to go away
From within your arms to forever stay
Filling thus my mind heart and soul
With thy words of song as in days of old

Oh speak to me with their singing sound
With love in heart golden moon so bright
Feelings romance peace of mind to be found
Within my soul thy singing words this night

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Boys here where I live are a protected species
Even long after they are supposed to be men
Generally this is how it is so much of the time
Six foot tall new cars gym loving until when

A lot still acting like teenagers though grown
Not generally changing much at all it seems
A lot have wives and families but game loving
Still chasing  as it is many teenage as if dreams

A lot from getting a girl pregnant at school
The reason so many ***** mothers all over
And even if ever married with children a few
They still love that world of as if teenage clover

Wives work run homes raise children accountants
Having given often up their girlish life long ago
Learning when a woman marries a man so often
She adopts another son as ever so many know

Shes still got housework child care you name it
He's the as if man that stuff he feels unbecoming
Ever so many girls now wives and as well mothers
She marches to his rule  he does the drumming

Boys will always as it is gennerally be boys often
While still catering to this extra as if husdand son
Women still today in many a way come what may
Are still second place forget the vows over and done


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
  Aug 2018 Tash Mckay
Ashley Chapman
(A peculiar dream this
where outside in
I cannot unlock the secret of my soul
but must in Love with a Stranger
turn myself inside out!)
This comes from the view of Lawrence Durrell, an English writer who, amongst many others, has argued that love is really a self-contained delusion. What you feel is never really what the 'other' feels, simply what you are feeling, personified. We poets love our feelings, live in their expression, but also know how entranced we are by their music. Durrell believed that ultimately we make all this music for its own sake, the sake of making music, not actually because another human being truly ever knows us, or shares in our ecstacy as they are entirely caught up in their own.
  Aug 2018 Tash Mckay
Ashley Chapman
Here in the morning gloaming
burning
my skin flaming
as I imagine red kisses
from smouldering lips!

How easily
in anticipation
you make me whimper
before with pleasure
making me simper -
each kiss
another hot coal
placed on my rawness
with searing softness.
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