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There was a smallest ever wee Irish soul
She lived within a largest oldest tree
Outside she grew a bed of Foregetmenots
She had a smile that brought such glee

When she toddled off to the market
She always carried a basket made of grass
And upon her ears hung jingle jangles
That she had made from bits of glass

Those that knew her  called her Wee Wander
As she'd wander often here and there
Gathering wild flower seeds to sow in garden
And soon it all looked so beyond compare

With chocolate vine on her tree thus to climb
And little violates planted in shells of birds
When she spoke it sounded just like mucic
Her very voice danced rather than of words

Most of her clothes were colores of  green
As Irish as Irish as Irish it can ever be
All the birds and butterflies knew her well
Little Wee Wander lived within a largest tree

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­terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 472
MUST BE GETTING OLD
I must be getting old almost time to give it all away
I seem to like a little quiet in order to think of late
So many where I am full blast as if music at 7 a m
Speakers turned up might be time to shut the gate

I love to write always did might be time to move
To a mountain hut high away from all of this
A writer of any kind loves their peace of mind
Of late where I am a writer cannot call it bliss

If you don't hear from me for awhile I''ll be fine
Love to all that in any way can understand
Write on stay precious be sincere know love
Allow your soul to place a pen within your hand

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Compare sitting on a mountain with nature
And someone banging an empty on your head
The great thinkers adored silence thus to be
And not under a busy bridge to think instead

What is it about the younger generations today
And a good few without a constructive thought
The desperate need for full on desabells to hear
That a total deaf soul could could feel its report

Volume full on volume dancing speakers too
They'd all need the ability to lip read I feel
People who are aged babies writers the ill
Could live without their volume of appeal

There are no laws where I now live re this
Other places turn it down or its wrecked
This total lack of concideration for anyone
The never to grow up I really do suspect

( Little boys with bigger toys )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 138
THE SINGING OF SILENCE
The Singing Of silence


Mournful quires how they can sing
Away out upon the most deserted land~
Away out into the deserts vast
Silence hauntingly sings across the sand~
An endless landscape onward spreads
Where there's nobody to be found~
To be caught our here is to know fear
So burning hot the ground~
Silence sings its mournful song
Like a quire of sheer warning~
To stay too long is to die
And so the winds carry the quire of mourning~
The nights they are as cold as cold
The days hotter than one can bare~
Not a place to love with grace
To go one better had prepare~
No water to be found around
Only naturals survive~
And then with fright they appear at night
In order to live there and stay alive~
Not a place to be in a sandy sea
Most of all if your alone~
The desert plays games with ones mind
Having wish you'd stayed at home~
And all the while for every day,night and mile
The quire of silence sings~
From dawn all day to morning it sounds it's warning
As the hottest sun it stings~
The singing of the silence
Can send a man insane~
All in a short while and for every mile
To leave this place never to go again~
So many can tell of stories so well
Of very near not ever coming home~
No such thing as luck if out there your stuck
And left there to survive alone~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright ( 2007 )  2018
Aug 2018 · 113
ITS A BEAUTIFUL DAY
I looking out my kitchen window
Theres a cool breeze in the trees
All the flowers are all on display
As all moves ever gently with ease

The valley below is waking as well
As mountain shadows fade as I tell
Natures in a good mood all is so right
The only thing moving a leaf it just fell

A robins in flutter among branches near
Another day ever beautiful today for sure
Peace of mind all around me all so still
Rays of sunshine gently lighting my door

I wish so the world could feel as I now do
But their woe hopefully will not last true
Soon bacon and eggs a hot cup of black tea
I'll enjoy ever so and let this beautiful day be

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 1.2k
THEY ARE ONLY BIRDS
We two sitting out upon the verandah
On a Sunday late may cooler afternoon
And you were knitting clicking away
As I sat enjoying a port when very soon

Two birds so high away up in the blue sky
I stopped and turned around looking at you
You looking over your glasses saying .. what
You waiting for my answer a puzzled true

I said  look at those two birds away up there
Side by side of how they together as one fly
Both in the very same direction perfectly
And they are only birds will be till they die

You and I can't agree on anything at all
Try to do so we do so every other single day
Since I married you down the street its true
We spend most of conversation arguing I say

They are only birds and always flying as one
Regardless of the weather come what may
And here we are a supposed inteligent species
Yet we argue over everything every single day

terrence michael sutton    
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 125
ITS TRUE SO VERY TRUE
If the world was as black as pitch no light at all
And all we had was oure sense of intimate feelings
Alone with each other unsighted then real love
Being love loving making love through cielings

Shivering emotions in abandon allowing to be
Wave after wave of knowing as if from the sea
Acceptance as beaches embrace all of thee
The highest reality of love being loved ever free

Trembling as love itself becomes all it could be
With a loving never known before highest degree
Giving all taking all becoming all in all sincerity
Allowing ourselves to be all of all nature set free

To be loving to be loved by all that loves you so
Without any rules of man just to naturally let go
Being all you are within allowing love to thus know
Becoming how your very soul wants you to glow

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 132
NOT JUST A POEM A WARNING
Take a good long look at this footage
Its something this race will never see
I doubt if too many to speak of  seen it
Its the human races only home that be

Wasting endless money on deep space
Here depthps humans will ever be
Religions politics followers of same
All in the same bucket of insanity

This is what five civilizations missed
All gone re ignarance being their bliss
Wealth lack of values loving each other
The lips of knowing they'll never kiss

Now here we are doing all we can ever
To have earth destroyed yet another time
Ants seventy five percent of living things
And among the rest humans have lost mind

Think of all the countless monet wasted

On space and war killing children every day
Turning this into a rubble heap  of stone
And I ask you take a good look come what may

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 179
A GOOD SNSE OF HUMOR
Aussies have a sense of humor
Can be as serious too as hell
Depending on the then situation
You'll know if you know one well

They have limits just as any do
A jokes a joke but keep in mind
If enoughs enough you'll know
When they are not amused its so

Very few little boys they remain
They unlike many soon become men
Never afraid of hard work any time
Been the same since they began

But know they are all easy going
Untill an idiot crosses their line
Then they don't tend to say much

Just give him whats deservered so fine

I remember an aussie had a bad day
And a mouth walked in the bar door
Hows your wife and my kids he said
Minutes later sleeping on the floor

Great guys Aussies born in Australia
Weve plenty from over that ditch
They joke give you a drink mate
Cross a real one life can be a *****

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
We have limited knowledge of outer space
There'd be places  humans have not been
There could be children playing with toys
That in thousands of years we'd not dream

I've no doubt they visited earth so long ago
That to them it'd be more like going to the zoo
That we'd have nothing they desire in any way
If we lived another billion years or even two

As it is I think humans use a small percentage
Of any brain power including the brilliant
Ants are sevent five percent of all living things
And look at them re humans ants are resilliant

On earth they made money wealth greed ego
As a nest at the top of the highest of life tree
Mixed religion politics self oppinion royalty
Most men  up himself  almost self pregnancy

This is what any why we are going nowhere
Since the birth of on earth man created time
The very reason we have here natural karma
And mans egotisticle attitudes ever so divine

If I wanted to explain life in only one word
There never in all time could ever be another
Who with half a brain  could dare to explain
All I'dneed to do is ever softly whisper mother


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copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 188
YOUR BEING WATCHED
It matters not what browser you may use
If you believe they aren't watching you
Doesn't matter cooking to come what may
Your dater is collected by them its true

Choosing a private browser almost a joke
All you do and search goes on their file
Just more human controll getting worse
As time does by for all birth to hurse

There are ways to tell what they all do
With any sense tape up your camera too
All they are doing is really a crime in time
As they collect and assume as they all do

But there are ways to bore them all crazy
Computer stalkers most brain dead lazy
All the main places from google to facebook
Would be  full of unhappy marriages hazy

So rest assure whatever you do its true
Most of then would love to as well do it too
But for them its a job they need to get a life
Collect this you twit might make your day true

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copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 176
REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY
Greates stuff ever best method way to sell
Used on grown ups and it works so well
Tell them don't cut that tree next it fell
Just can't help themselves rings every bell

Kids at home mums going out just awhile
You can have all the goodies down here
But don't touch the things up there high
Soon as shes gone guess they didn't hear

Don't do that in life for its a woeful sin
First chance humans get how else to win
One thought in most of a human mind
Thats funny no money no honey to begin

Politics religions oh they'er never found to lie
Pictures on cigarettes signs fragile written
Curiosity killed the cat they say and it did
Reverse Psychology works a skill so bitten

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 454
BLACK EYED SUZIE
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Oh I adore Black Eyed Suzie so much
How she climbs aver my backyard fence
So beautiful she is when shes on display
With her audacity my fence has no defence

And when she not as lovely as she can be
Others make good use of her being there
So many others climbing all over her
Total beauty beyong all others to be fair

She loves Honey Suckles for company
When its as well in fullest bloom down back
Just give her half a  chance all she needs
She never will ever be found looking slack

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 147
GARDENING
I was rtaised in a garden nursery
My mother had a large one then
Everything one could ever require
From violets to fruit trres back when

Being in a cooler region of Australia
We had every fruit tree giving fruit
She taught me all any needed to know
Re gardening and a lot more to boot

Like her if I planted it then it grew
Not of which forgotten in my time
As well so much more I learned as well
From ideas tricks and short cuts divine

I loved my herbs and had favorite flowers
Bearded Iris Tiger Lillies Roses many too
Anything that was fragrant like Geraniums
Daphne Honey Suckle just to name a few

Vegitables I grew rows of them all different
I'd dig in soaked paper to attract the worms
And watered into the lawn epsom salts
Has to be watered in or other wise it burns

All my life up a well grown fruit tree loaded
From peaches nectrons apples on the list it goes
I to this day in every possible way love my garden
And still if I plant it then to be sure it grows

I was rtaised in a garden nursery
My mother had a large one then
Everything one could ever require
From violets to fruit trres back when

Being in a cooler region of Australia
We had every fruit tree giving fruit
She taught me all any needed to know
Re gardening and a lot more to boot

Like her if I planted it then it grew
Not of which forgotten in my time
As well so much more I learned as well
From ideas tricks and short cuts divine

I loved my herbs and had favorite flowers
Bearded Iris Tiger Lillies Roses many too
Anything that was fragrant like Geraniums
Daphne Honey Suckle just to name a few

Vegitables I grew rows of them all different
I'd dig in soaked paper to attract the worms
And watered into the lawn epsom salts
Has to be watered in or other wise it burns

All my life up a well grown fruit tree loaded
From peaches nectrons apples on the list it goes
I to this day in every possible way love my garden
And still if I plant it then to be sure it grows

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terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 205
POLITITIONS
Must be so frustrating for a politician ever so
When and if they have ever to end up in court
But then they've made a rule all above the law
Being for polititions court is for them is nort

Can't for the life of the say yes or no in ay way
Ask the time of day ends up their lifes history
Babies vactinated with grammaphone needles
More excuses than any dog has on them fleas

Reliable as a wet piece of string towing a truck
Polititions religions the royals come out of eggs
Of same birds and same words all obsurd
All as useful as oldest days gone by wooden pegs

Andthen when retired millions in their pensions
Give it all a little while and wouldn't you know
They find a reason like camels all back in season
To turn up and for another great whack its so

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 100
I'VE OFTEN ASKED
I woner why that person shot her or him the other day
He must have been out of his very cotton pick'en mind
But then its so for all one could at the time know
The one shot might have had a  karioki you'll find

Some have these machines at home use it none stop
Can't hold a note to save their lives giving all the lot
Totally tone deaf most and  giving all they've got
Ever lived near one hell on earth brains in a knot

Like it or lump it one has no option but to hear
Its like living next to an asylum for every soul
Or in the old days off  people stretched on racks
For whatever reasons away back in days of old

It all started with karioki bars somewhere away
From all within hearing but then some with wealth
Decided to get one of their own bringing it home
And out the door peace of mind and often health

Should all be near a graveyards be good there too
But those in there might think their all in hell true
Nothing within the law anyone they can ever do
Like living next to mosks speakers all day through

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copyright  2018
Not the poetry I wish to write each day
But this is now not going to go away
As long as the insane run life their way
Weighting minds for awhile here to stay

Where is the natural contenting dawn
If today  was run by children the fawn
Lifes woe would go away thus to yawn
But children taught from being born

But from birth parents how they insist
The rest grow thus to live never kissed
Bad news world wide happiness missed
The joys of life almost a  dream wished

It never should be would be this way
If endless followers got a life today
And a world if ignorance to go away
Natures anger instead would play

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 183
FILIPINO SMILES
Who needs to take a rod anf hooks
When going fishing in the Philippine
One just needs a whopping great net
And be invisible as not to be seen

Angels simply everywhere around
And not of them have tiny little wings
But everyone of them so beautiful
The dreams they all create and brings

With smiles only here one can find
And not one of them are the very same
Creating sunshine every single day
And heavenly nights even if it rain

Enough to drive a real man almost daft
Regardless of all integrity and values high
He knows to well the difference yes or no
keeps his heart pumpung till the day he'll die

Just walking down the street better than
Anything a Dr can prescribe come what may
Filipino smiles un-replaceable priceless too
On any given lifes a gift kind of normal day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 155
WE THE LONGEST TIME AGO
After the earth had already been wiped clean
Five times before billions of years after  we came
Man way more interested in past than future
Once more a lost civilization man alone to blame

My own soul has told me if it all of what it knows
Once more to come we the longest time ago
And from a place still above his comprehention
He'll ask how was I back then suppose to know

Sadly badly it shall be once more be the same
Life a most precious gift we allow equals to rule
I've no doubt within my very mind woman will
Be the last remaining soul using a rock as a stool

Mans sexist racism egotisticle war loving attitudes
With half a brain he can look back this to see
But like achild bold he cannot be at all told
Cutting all just above ground and still up the tree

Families only wanting peace of mind to find
I fear not myself lived my life but children dying
Brain washed many all by religions politics
So many innocent heartbroken and crying

Nobody takes uncountable wealth with them
Not when comes the time oxygen is no more
And they'll blame their god from deep in sod
When they alone karma visits them for sure

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 138
GUILTY AS THEY ARE
This if you believe it or not is a fact
The ones that are ****** killing all
The only earth that we can call home
Families children their beck and call

They would not be there if all acted
As one and said hey enoughs enough
All those uncaring souls voting them in
Who without a doubt don't give a stuff

All those voting for them guilty as they
By doing so you too are a part of it too
Taking away your own childrens futures
Religions part of war as politics through

Once cities now ******* heaps mount
Racism religion politics greed gone mad
None of our business how many they say
The once life loving human race now sad

Supporters of these actions Karms knows
And natures already made up its mind
All voters supporters your to blame also
Careful what you wish for don't look too far behind

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 133
NOTRADAMUS PREDICTED
It was predicted ever so long ago
By one so few will ever understand
Born second of June back when
Never been wrong yet since sand

Many things he saw and wrote of
Many been and many yet to be
A soul with insight and of future
Since first birth of ocean and of sea

One thing he predicted being still
That 2018 year of earthquakes true
And this year is far from over yet
Preperation needed by all  through

We all living only on an earths crust
Way deeper below all hell is so alive
Time to think of all earthquakes course
If the human race is re this to survive

This planet thus unloved as it mostly is
And man playing god more so of late
With nature and karma working as one
Time man opened his mind re lifes last gate

terrence michaek sutton    
copyright  2018
Aug 2018 · 132
IF THE MOON
If the moon could tell its stories
Of all that it over time has seen
If earth could only show its history
Of civilizations gone that have been

If the universe ran a full documentry
Of before the earth was actually born
If the sun told of many changes known
Of its endless sunsets its every dawn

If a place above human comprehention
Told of the many classes in earths school
Of life forms on earth its seen come and go
If this race has learned more than a fool

If the human race has learned anything
As each class in university life its passed
If it could provide the largest ever mirror
Reflecting simplest exams failed first and last

Of all time each time if humans learned at all
Would the human race not be as ignorant true
Would this entire race be any different today
Than it is today oh how I wish I knew

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copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 153
AND THEY ARE SCIENTISTS
Reasearch is done I'm told on T V of late
Why the middle of the Sun is hotter there
Than the surface of the Sun is they ask
And they are scientists beyond compare

Why do they think the earth hotter then
In the middle of the planet all hot air
Wasting endless money on their stupidity
Earth is suffering as if they even care

The human race all but lost it dying so
Like religions screaming about abortions
And every day thousands of children die
All religions politics scientists distortions

I should be a scientist too as I found out
If I throw dirt up in the air it comes down
And as well that water doesn't run up hills
If I dive under for an hour I will  drown

Knock it off go to hell improve our planet
Brain dead money wasters scientific fools
Take way more interest in our planet home
I get way more common sense from mules

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 294
MONEY LIES
Money is a tool for us to use in life
Everything has reasons for a price
It has positives and negatives too
Not enough too much both not nice

Money parts friends gives oppnions to
Those with wealth it lies they know not
Seeing themselves as what they'll never be
Reality for them long gone tied in its knot

Losing values integrity principles honesty
Never can they simply go back anymore
Becoming their own as if god on earth
Common sense faded an unrealistic war

Money lies as does politics religions too
It all comes down to numbers in banks
As money has turned them into its slaves
Reality gone blind and money never thanks

Not ever feeling one day they'll die after all
Wealth it takes away peace of very mind
Yet they worship it even in their sleep
Money just a tool but can be so unkind

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copyright 2018
In a bar some country singers and I
After the gig was over done our bit
Enjoying a drink or two maybe a few
When a woman came how she spit

***  ***  thats all you guys think about
Laughing I then asked her for her hand
Shaking her hand I said see we had ***
She said your brains are all but sand

I said no we had *** skin touched skin
I'm fine and you look still ok it seems
Thats *** on most nights for most souls
Sleep on that hand and bless your dreams

Just then a I'm so beautiful model came
I said what I'd give to massage you tonight
She said oh no I know the likes of you friend
Its not to massage me you want its true

I said heres five hundred dollars keep it
If I unbuckle my leans at any given time
She said OK lets go I got your money here
Give me a massage thats better than divine

So off we went half way through the massage
I said this oil smells really not all that good
Have you got any after shave or perfume
And then it will smell lovely as it should

Getting down to top of her rear I added
The perfume into oil with a good glug
And it ran down into to you know where
And she spat the dummy out like a plug

Perfume in there really burns a bit so true
Get those jeans off right now she screamed
I said oh no I'll lose my money beautiful one
She threw the money at me just as I dreamed

After the night had gone as I knew it would
I got my money back and she by then was mine
I lay there in the coming dawn almost worn out
And restingg she wore a smile just short of divine

I fronted the guys with their prying eyes suprize
They were still there at a table drinking yet
Well how'd it go they wanted to then know
Look at me I said game match and set

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 238
LONG AGO
Long ago I got on the road
The world my back yard
Started traveling all over
Met many a poetic bard

Learned the ways of people
Writing of it all on the way
Have poems not on computer
Wrote sold songs sing lots today

Writer of book songs poetry too
Heaps still in boxes from back when
Seen many places met endless souls
Loved it all how I did back then

A traveler becomes a deciple of wisdom
But generations many have faded away
Even Jesus studied Bhudism in Kashmir
Was eighty five when he died there one day

Religious I found time wasters collectors
Of unknowing souls never dying on a cross
All comes down to wealth greed organized
No problems karma will be their loss

After all said and done all were just families
Those who were the captains of their soul
All much the same as all families were then
Since earliest days away back times of old

There was as if a unuversal language then
But since that time minds closed so tight
Soul slavery became a hundred years later
Writing bibles mans word not gods so right

I saw lands oceans seas mountains valleys
Ships made from straw camels horses too
Was so many ways to travel had they then
Country to country all under skies of blue

But now those times are over gone for good
As generations passed stories changed true
People all were just that people minds open
Greed and wealth lies written more than a few

We are all here to only learn oppasites choices
Like knowing right from wrong left and right
If you know them you don't need religions
A new born baby knows them day and night

If one cannot do a good turn one don't do bad
Treating others as you'd have them treat you
If it wasn't for a good samariton doing likewise
The story wouldn't be the one they call true

Simplicity I love that word its right up there
My insignificance in life my own invisability
One can't walk both side of a barbed wire fence
At the same time choices have to be made agree

I'm older than so many right now no regrets
Learned more than most would believe true
Almost finished this class schooling so be it
But old souls I adore each one of you

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copyright 2018
Its been the way its been for simply years
Man responsible for everyones tears
Hes the man the one without fears
His debt to earth so deep in arrears

Now we have one more to as if save all
Without any idea of a coming fall
Its heartbreaking all his own call
Already shown life the door end of hall

To know look back far and our now
And the answer of future is mans sow
I'd give my life to be wrong this I vow
Its just a matter of time as it will allow

So many deciples follow them in a line
Earth could have been forever so divine
Religions and man playing god ever fine
Earth five times destroyed sixth unsublime

The meek will inherit earth words of man
Speaking for god as man works his plan
Wealth and greed his heart all demand
Soon once more earths fire burning sand

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copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 177
AMONG THE PINE
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You and I among the pine
Our love as one we entwine
I am yours you are mine
We love alone spending time

Fragrance of love ever fine
Upon bed of needles so divine
Love it lives again time sublime
Drinking nature pure as wine

Not a soul about making love
Sky peeping through from above
Our heart fly high loves own dove
Two as one welded hand in glove

Within each others soul to explore
Loving as if we love forever more
Two becoming one only to adore
Loving like waves sea washing shore

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 148
YOUR VERY OWN MOTHER
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Religions are a business organization
Founded of greed thoughts soul controll
As the little innocent souls that be
Bring them money since days of old

Without the innocent input no religion
And wealth then goes out the window too
Imagine what one coin adds up to over all
Small donations for convinced fantasy true

Never them paing tax or feeling guilty for
Their contradictions lies and a few words
Like sin and fear and faith and believe
All of which known better by earths birds

Generations of souls born to as if follow
And to keep them right where they are
Once endless god reduced now to one
Their integrities would fit tight in a jar

The point being every soul born knows
Right from wrong when only one other
Is the reason they and you exist at all
Instead just worship your very own mother

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 1.0k
ENDLESS REASONS
It matters not who you are where from
Each entity has and is a soul things to say
What it sees from where its standing
Upon any given night and any given day

Each soul has a voice and every poem too
Is what it wishes us to experience knowing
From wanting us to gather information
Happiness sadness Love from winds blowing

We make it harder for our souls thinking
That we controll our fate destiny and way
Instead of listening to our souls own voice
And what it has us for us to explore any day

Be it love in all forms from lust to simple care
And it gets angry with us ignoring its request
We often give ourselves advice its our ignorance
Not having been there yet not knowing of its test

Convincing ourselves we know when we do not
Telling others of our own ideas how it should be
Reasons why we should listen to it act upon it
Have bodies minds hearts sail that unsailed sea

It comes to us with a thought a wish a need
And we decide oh no thats not for me and so
We miss its requests for us to find out first
Before speaking for it not allowing do it go

Think of all many advise without knowing
Of things we have never known but insist
Of things situations emotions never learned
Feelings we feel not me but still  never kissed

Saving ourselves religious fantasy from equals
Listening to endless advice from pretenders
Who never have been there but know it all
Without lives putting  lives through blenders

Ignoring our own souls requests playing god
Our souls get angry adding karma to awake
Then us blaming others life others unknowing
When its ourselves to blame  our own mistake

Walk those paths never walked befor then advise
Know more of things we ridicule often true
Know what a situation feels like first of all
They might be  way better than we ever knew

Endless reason there are for allowing our souls
To request us to do as it wants us to do
Then after we experience pass its tests
We might like dislike love admire of them true

Many reasons are there for its voice being poetry
Try to read others writes between lines that be
Think deep then write of how you imagine was
If not known then go sail that unknown sea

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 150
ITS TIME
A   BEAUTIFUL  PREGNANT WOMAN
                         ( In Australia )
A beautiful within attractive pregnant woman
Her partner decides to end it all right then
With the blunt end of an ax killed her and baby
Jailed for life fed clothed taught a trade till when
If a dog bights a child on any day they shoot it
This angels life is over her family suffer always
Bring back the electric chair rope or needle
An eye for an eye in religious books it says
Me , I'd tie him to a tree on an ants nest
Pour honey all over him just to be kind
Sit back if I was her family with a wine
Allow him to suffer as they heart and mind
Everybody knows right from wrong in life
If not happy he could have walked away
Put these mongrels out of their missery
Capital punishment for these crimes to pay
Don't any talk to me of forgiveness and love
Religions tried it on Jesus as he didn't agree
With their holier than thou as if once cross
No talk of forgiveness for these crimes to me

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
WISDOM AT ITS HIGHEST DEGREE

The man who knows not
But knows not that he knows not
Is a fool ....Shun him~
The man who knows not
And knows he knows not
Is a student ...... teach him~
The man who knows
But knows not that he knows
Is asleep ..... awaken him~
But the man who knows
And knows that he knows
Is a teacher.......Learn from him~

Author Unknown..
  
Placed here by
Terrence Michael Sutton  1979

I feel this has to be  one of the most honest to goodness
facts of being on earth ..
To My True Friend( Author Unknown)


Please help me to build my self esteem
And please be patient with me in some areas
For I maybe according to some a late bloomer,
I need my sense of dignity
So please do not belittle me in front of others
For I will take far more notice of you if you
speak to me in private in an understanding voice,
I need to feel good about myself so please do not
ridicule me in front of others or imply my inopropriate
behaviour means that I am bad as it wears down my sense
of self worth,
When you experience somethen annoying within your day
please do not take it out upon me,
I am far more capable than you could imagine,
Please help me to blossom and reach my highest potential
by giving me lots of encouragement and understanding
as the more I feel safe and protected the more my inner self will risk being shown,Please remember I thrive on love and understanding but surely I do not have to tell you that do I ,
Please do not ever compare me with others or anybody else,
I just want you to love and like me for simply who I am,All you have to do is know that I love you far more than I ever could say .

This was written in the worst english and had to be sorted out word by word by myself but it is not mine , Just put in my words best I could under the circumstances ,Its a very old piece of work , Author unknown .  
Everyone should copy this frame it and hung in their home..        
Placed here by ..
Terrence Michael Sutton .. aussiepoet .
Mother


If you wanted to explain life in one word
There could be no other~
Word tp explain it all
Just softly whisper Mother~
There's lots of things that make up
What we refer to as life~
To number them would be impossible
To even try you d be in strife~
But there's one word that explains it all
To replace it there's no other~
Who could argue with me
When I softly whisper Mother~
Without a mother where on earth would we be
I cannot imagine where~
Without a mother we have no life
Her love beyond compare~
So if you wanted to explain life in one word
There simply could be no other~
Word to explain it all
Just softly whisper Mother~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.
The lake it shone in the morning sun
That was edged by the short green turf~
A mother n her new born foal
Where they lay upon the earth~
The mother was a chocolate brown
The new born foal was a chestnut light~
A baby born to a mother proud
Sometime within the night~
A little sparrow kept the company
And hopped around within the turf~
And even sat upon the mothers head
As it sang with all its worth~
Could you imagen my excitement
When these two Id found~
So very content and healthy
As they lay still upon the ground~
"" Whoooops "" A little awkward yet
The mother turned her head as if to smile~
The little foal then it stood up
And walked around awhile ~


Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
I started writing at sixteen years of age
I not long turned seventy six still write
I don't write to only please others at all
I write what I see I know day or night

I live by my values integrity principles
The captain of my very own soul I be
Don't need religions advice in life
I walk my own line uncrossed but free

Poetry is the very voice of your soul
As it comes to mind child or academic
Write your feelings honesty sincerely
Speak from your soul simply no panic

The soul older than all time yours too
Always be yourself write your own way
If any don't like it well thats just tough
You are so meant to be night and every day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Simply write what you feel ..
Today I heard my mummy yodel
I never thought she could~
I thought that she never liked that music
But she really sounded good~
So I ran out to listen
And she was laying upon the floor~
With the biggest cockroach upon her dress
That I've ever seen before~
I thought that she'd gone country
And that she changed her mind it's true~
When I got out there she was'nt yodeling
But yelling things that were true blue~
Then she got up and started dancing
Steps I never thought she knew~
Because she could no longer find that cockroach
He must have been effected too~
I thought my mum had gone all country
She sounded pretty good~
I think she should go country
I really wished she would ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright back in 1966
Don't 'cha just love gentle rain on the roof
I too love the smell of rain on dry soil~
love listening to the kettle on the stove
When the waters almost on the boil~
love the taste of outback billy tea
Love the fragrance of the flowering gums~
And I love the feeling of getting back home
After a hard days work is done~
I really love the summer evening breezes
And the sight of the fullest Yellow moon~
I love listening to my true love sing
Whilst cooking and humming a little tune~
I love that twinkle in her eye
When I throw her a passing kiss~
I love all lifes little things
Its they that make life simply bliss~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1987
Fairies,Elves and Little people
That all come out after dark~
To work and play and visit all their friends
And do all they do at night like the evening lark~
They say they all have little jobs to do
And things to take care of~
Things most of us humans take for granted
Little chores they all perform with love~
Its said the leprechauns look after the trees
And that the elves take care of the flowers too~
Fairies look after sleeping children
There would be one that watches over you~
During the dark wee hours of the day
All those little people zipping around here and there~
Doing all that they do so well
Their love for life and nature beyond compare~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1980
The blowing wind can be so good to feel
As it blows gently through your hair~
And it can create the most lonesome sound
Blowing through a roof that needs repair~
It can ever so hauntingly
Rushing past the oldest building at night~
As it rattles the doors and windows too
And has you almost curl up in fright~
But without the wind we would be in trouble
For it brings many good things too~
We would really miss it ever so
If the wind it never blew~
In the wind we see the leaves all dance
As it cleans and sweeps the earth~
It works so closely with the rain
The wind has so much worth~
It can generate electricity
It carries the wild flower seeds and grain~
It makes our sail boats fly along
Up the lake and back again~
The wind is our friend in lots of ways
And we can use its power too~
To fly our kites within itself
Away up in the sky so blue~
Love the wind but keep in mind
It can course much damage it is true ~
When it blows too hard and way too fast
We have seen what it can do~
But like all things in nature
If we work with it we will find~
It can be our friend and much use to us
Through day and night and all the time~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1980
We've been hearing noises in our roof
Dad thought it could be bats~
Mum said we've just moved in
It could well be rats~
So dad got up to take a look
And you would never guess~
He found two little possums
And my goodness what a mess~
There was little bits of chewed up veggies
And some cores of apples too~
Little pieces of pumpkin skin
And dried up crusts of bread more than a few~
They must have been really well fed
For they wasted so much it seems~
And all the time that they were busy
I was away deep in my dreams~
But my dad he caught the both of them
And blocked up where they got in~
Tonight it will be quiet mum said
There will be no din~
Dad let them go out among the trees
And boy did they scramble high~
As they both climbed up the highest tree
Away up towards the sky~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1981
Clouds of black , Grey and green
Fill the sky this night~
Lightening flashes all about
within the clouds so bright~
The wind is mild, still silence reins
Trees move quietly in the waiting~
Leaves turn over upon the ground
A good storm I'm debating~
House lights now flicker on and off
The feeling it is there~
One can smell the freshness clear
Within the mountain air~
A spot of rain just hit my nose
I must hurry home~
As much as I do love the rain
I'm not facing this alone~
My home it is now in view
I see a light there burning~
The storm it nears with discontent
And for shelter I am yearning~
I now climb the steps to home
the rain comes tumbling down~
Papers , leaves and small sticks they fly
The rain now teaming upon the ground~
Trees now bending too and fro
The wind it howls now wildly~
And only just awhile ago
The wind it blew so mildly~
Lightening flashes , thunder roars
Rain flies in all directions~
Close that door a voice now cries
Its not the time for inspection~
Snug now and warm with a pet I love
Cuddled up beside me~
Sitting by our open fire
In a gown that almost hides me ~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
Wee ***** Waggles was the whitest whale
And from the day he was born he was a wiggler ~
He wiggled and waggled so very much
His friends called him ***** the wiggling jiggler~
You could always find ***** in a crowd of whales
As he would make the wildest waves as he was going~
Wilder waves than any whale could make
Most of all when he surviced to do his blowing~
Other whales loved playing with ***** Waggles
And they would swirl around in Willys waves so wildly~
Willys mother would always be watching him
As she wondered around swimming mildly~
And Wee ***** Waggles was so easy to watch
Because Wee ***** was so wonderfully white~
For Wee ***** was so wonderfully white
He could even be seen at night~
All the fish in the ocean how they loved *****
When ***** would wonder their watery way~
And they all loved Wee ***** so very much
They'd cry out "Oh ***** stay with us and play"~
Wee ***** Waggles was the whitest whale
The most popular whale in the water~
Mrs whale , Willys mum wondered just what
Would have happened if she'd had a daughter~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
I saw a little bunny , It looked so funny
As it hopped around in the morn~
The grass was wet , I got as close as I could get
So very early in the dawn~
It was only a baby , All alone and maybe
It could have lost its way~
I wished there all alone I could take it home
It looked so all alone that day~
I then stood where I sat and it saw my hat
And hopped further and further away~
No more was the bunny that looked so funny
No more did the funny bunny play~
Its eyes were big , Its ears were long
Its tail a little ball of fluff~
It had cute little feet so short and so neat
And its coat was as furry as a buff~
It hopped all around without a sound
As it played there in the early morn~
The grass was so wet , I got as close as I could get
So very early in the dawn~
A rather fat little bunny that looked so funny
Oh , I never will forget~
The very way I saw it play
How Id love one for a pet~  

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1982
Trees grow up and so do we
Rain falls down as we can see~
Birds fly over in the sky
Rabbits just hop slowly by~
Grubs crawl across,water flows down
Ants they crawl around and around~
Bees the buzz here and there
Leaves they dance within the air~
Children they run all over the place
Because children take up lots of space~
Lots of things all go lots of ways
All directions , All my days .

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
Aug 2018 · 99
STARLIGHT CRYSTALS
( From Children's poetry I have written )

Starlight crystals .. Moonbeams bright
How you shine within my night~
Higher than thought are you there
Shining silently beyond compare~
Going in time , turning so
As in your space time and light years you go ~
How you came to be so far back in time
Sublime creation within my mind~
Lasting forever,having been all of my days
As you shine so you show me the way ~
Should I ever dream of more than your light
I would still always admire you within the night~
Far more about you , how I wish I could know
But for now I will watch you , As upon earth I grow~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
I cannot stress this truth enough ..

Little children all start their lives
With every chance that be~
But subjected to the conditions around them
No real difference than a newly planted tree~
Its those first important years for a child
When they first become who they are~
And with what they learn in those very first years
Will remain within them as they go far~
No different than a newly planted tree
It will only grow due to to where its planted~
And if the soil is rich or poor
Depends on how it grows its granted~
Its those first and most important years of learning
That lay the foundation within a child~
And all a child takes in so deeply within
Remaines that soul for life all the while~
Attitudes are then taught and formed
In those first years of learning~
Its back then it first lights that souls candle
And for life deeply within it is always burning~
Those very first impressive learning years as a child
Depending what and how they then learn
If they did or did'nt know love and of God above
Tells if they'll know happiness or for it they'll yern~
Those very first years of learning for a child
Becomes the child within they'll always know~
Its those very first years of happiness and tears
And thus the tree shall grow~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988 .. 2018
I wrote this sover long ago of my thought
re how it may all well have been .. Man making
the same mistakes and expecting a different
outcome ..

Back before man actually lived upon this planet
He lived on one much the same as he does now~
He started on it as he did upon this one to
And he eventually destroyed it as only man knows how~
He had forgotten a lot of what he had ever learned
But he remembered greed and other negative emotions~
When he eventually came from destruction to life
To this beautiful planet with all the oceans~
It was back then that the forward thinking people
were those who got to leave before that blast~
They took the ones who thought as they did then
In a bid to help they felt man kind last~
So they then shot this group to planet earth
A planet then in reach so very lush and green~
A planet that thought they could live upon
In a way then that man then had never seen~
Men later in books to be termed then as Adam
Women was then to be termed as Eve its true~
And they first lived in a cleared area upon earth
And all started yet again life as a new~
They called were they landed by the name of Eden
For the fruit was ever so plenty there~
Crystal clear water flowed in babbling brooks
And as well mountain fresh pure was the air~
They'd found that some animal life was mountain height
And they were were savage to say the least~
The ape life then lived in deepest caves
As for them as well not to become a feast~
Man did eventually do the same , moved into caves
In areas they were not threatened by this tallest foe~
And man later killed the apes for meat and fur
And all men then moving into the apes home he'd go~
Man later as usual then fought among man as well
As breeding took up lots of then precious room~
He still had not forgotten ****** greed and hatred
And even then still better living again became the boom~
Living in caves had man eventually change his shape
And eating now in a different way as apes did as well~
And they only came out in the safety of night
To hunt for food and fruit near where they dwell~
Man was back then not the sight then as we now know
Not even before when he came to earth~
But what he'd become due to coming here
Was even then becoming debatable worth~
He had known before he came here
Of God in their special way
But those that worshiped God before
Never left with them upon that day
They knew of God creating all things
As he had done way before our time
But man after all said and done
Often sees other things as being divine
They look back today and call man then the cave man
And from there we now have humans as we know man~
With all their extreme and far out ideas of
How it all was and how here on earth we all began~
Those away back then this time wrote Gods book over time
And even Jesus taught us best he back then could
But since then his book has been rewritten many times
No longer in ancient Hebrew it says what it really should
Man this time here will likely do the same thing again
How I wished in the name of God all I say is so wrong~
And it's written already in nature and in the winds of time
And its as well written in mans own very souls song~
Man generally speaking sorry to say the most destructive thing
That we have upon this God given beautiful earth~
And weighing up against this planets entire values
Man on earth mostly sorry to say has little worth~
But with this planet now having been re stocked again
After another natural natures brush wiping of the slate-
They away back before this time came from ever far away to earth
And to once more began to as man did learn to live and create-
We were only here one feels created by God
But not really in the way here that think and we find-
For his creations would be greater than all we could imagine
And his abilities above our comprehension,our being so divine-
And history they say repeats its self
Well at least they got that true~
Here there are those who love and those that destroy
But mans ways are hereditary back from a planet or two~
History will repeat its self again I feel
As it's done so before often longer than time~
And we feel that if we cant understand it, it doesn't exist
That's why history will do it all again,and in its perfect rhyme~

Terrence Michael Sutton
(I will challenge anybody about this copyright date
copyrighted and filed .. copyright 1964
I still have it here .)
Aug 2018 · 664
ALL HIS OWN DOING
After this earth this time renewed again
After man on his egotistical horse rode
After he stting himself up as all knoing
His own path walked traveled strode

After being way too ahead of himself
After endless time this time often told
In one ear and diectly out of the other
Little boys never grow but always bold

The last soul weeps for mans stupidity
Long after being abused in many a way
By all the knowing ever so brilliant mind
When he's gone women will survive  stay

His ego blinded him not love money as well
Greed and self opinnion diluted his very mind
Blaming women always since he invented Eden
Heres hoping he can look back this to find

A lone woman weeps for mans own doing
Asking how much proof did he ever need
To see the mistakes he made within his actions
And to think it all mostly came down to greed

( For picture to explain this poem ..
  www.etastic.com  aussiepoet  )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 192
AFTER ALL SAID AND DONE
Money has no seat at this concert
Its simply the walk we choose in life
Some play cards others play tennis
But no mind games on others strife

Your life has to have a for me to know
No gossip no need to others explain
Your life your private activities only
All others can simply walk their lane

No soul was bor to always inform those
Who fail in life to get one of their own
For you to know they can go dig a bone

This others having to know your secrets
If any thus in your life may ever exist
Those with lives unlived as yet can all
Go find and experience in life unkissed

I have no tollerance for gossip assumers
Those that need others lives to live and be
If this life is a class ifor us to learn in it
They can thus attend their own university

( While retaining my values my life belongd
         to myself alone )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
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