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Aug 2018 · 136
HASN'T BEEN ALL THAT BAD
HASN'T BEEN ALL THAT BAD

Looking back as far as possible at life
Over the life I've known so far
I guess I'd have to say did it my way
Been  mostly enjoyable whiskey in a jar

Always did things if able my own way
Ecept an ex or or two so to speak
Worked every day hard come what may
Always stood tall upon both of my feet

Mostly always was my own boss contracts
Made more than most gave way more away
But family have such selective short memories
The jokes on them I'm doing fine today

Done things no other would ever believe
Knew people many pay to go and see
A lot of them have since moved on
And are sailing a far off distant sea

Made love to women famous stars over time
Vowed to not repeat a name and have not
Seen a few in passing over time in life
Biggest smiles good friends memories a lot



My life to ths day never dull in any way
I've seen blokes I knew my age and hell
They all look way older than I do its true
Lived their life their way rang their own bell

Even now I have all a man could ask for
When we go we all go just as we came
And I in all honesty I have peace of mind
Come sunshime storms snow or rain

Their biggest woe in life has been money
Well I've had more than my very share
I helped more than any'll give me credit
Their money a rope around the neck to bare

They lived life as if an endless football game
Never thinking one day just if lucky memory
Mght end up with a name on a headstone
Many seeing it wonder who he once used to be

My life has been as good as it gets I feel
Wrote it all in poetry and song for years
I'll die one day up the way smiling my way
Been there done that no regrets no tears

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 1.5k
WHERE THE HELL DID HE GO TO
Working on a large sheep prperty once
On days not much doing way out dig cactus
One day doing just this I caught a flash
Owner on his old horse up a hill for practice

Watching me the old coot he was that day
To see if I on my own  was doing my work
The sun sent me a flash from his binoculars
The old guy was an untrusting kind of ****

Just below me a soil erosion twent feet deep
That ran for about a real good mile away
I rode down and right up it for a mile
And right up behind him fifty tards I say

******* my horse sat under a big old tree
Rolled myself a smoke and watched him
Looking all over away down there was he
Chances finding me down there were slim

He was getting so frustrated binoculars too
Where the hell did that bloke go he said
Looking all about for me that day was he
I just smiled rolled another smoke instead

Him standing in his old half worn saddle
Where the hell did that bloke I ask go
I'll be having a real good talk to him later
Can't trust anyone I said nows a good ya know

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copyright 2018
Knocky knocky on my door
Oh I thought who can that be
I open it and then did the splits
She stood there naked as a tree

Saying you told me to come over
Whenever  I had nothing on
As it is I'm home and all alone
I know you've lived alone so long

Trying to find a look on my face
Different from the one I had on
Are you going to invite me in
I could hear again that old song

Yes come in its late and chilly some
Goose bumps the size of snow peas
I took off my jacket gave it to her
The next thing I just had to sneeze

Made herself a little cozy on lounge
Oh would you like a glass of wine
Not far away there was a case full
Life at times can be simply fine

I put on an old song I used to sing
As if it was waiting for this very night
Poured the wine she said warm in here
T V then off and out the only light

My mother had gone home yesterday
Saying way to boring here for me
Why don't you find something to do
I had no option then but to agree

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
To be a good writer or poet one must always
Have good sense of humor creating a smile
Not everything has to be woe head to toe
A good sense of humor helps along lifes mile

In order to have souls unload stress and strife
And to help save them from a woeful day
A good laugh on behalf of the poetic  path
Will give them happiness come what may

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
In my oppinion as far as I have the ability
To look back at the present and ahead
I can in all I am that the last soul on earth
Will be no other than that of a woman instead

With all woman was created to be has been within
Since our earth knew of sun and moon to glow
Man would not have lasted any amount of time
Without woman beside behind him to know

The one that gave us life saw of mans worth
And knew he needed woman to succeed at all
On his own a **** destined to die in time
And saw then for man the writing on lifes wall

The last human being to stand upright will be
A woman its written on wind ocean since day one
Mans ignorance and his ego since time begun
Is only to blame true as moon stars and sun

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 195
AGE IS THE BIGGEST LIE
Never is there any truth in the lie
Followed by a man created word called sin
You are always as good as your feeling
Get old you lose stay young  you win

Experience counts for everything in life
But to get it you have to live every mile
Enjoy your life ingnore others strife
And walk tall be confident and smile

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 80
WE NEVER WEAR OUT
We go from sky diving to bunji jumps
We climb mountains swim the ocean blue
Work our entire lives away not a chance
Anything wears out till that call your through

We can make love to strangers from some bar
Give birth to babies maybe more than a few
But as long as you are enjoying your oxygen
Live each day as if its the last one for you

You can pray your very knees off  if you like
But don't hold your breath its so very true
Because Gods still looking for the Titanic
Or an air line some place under the ocean blue

You can play basket ball football beach ball too
Come home simply worn out but after a wine
Your as good as ten years ago endless energy
Proved simply so often anything less in the mind

Go to disco shopping all day a shower good as new
Eat well excersize sexasize have a drink or two
Age is all in the mind of those that know not
In time to come not far away you'll know **** true

We never wear out in any shape or form at all
life is a ball a dance and an education too
Every beautiful flower in the garden one day dies
But in the mean time its all very up to you

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Aug 2018 · 155
PROBLEM SOLVED
A knock upon my door quiet late
A very upset angel standing there
Can I talk with you awhile asked
Yes sure come in pull up a chair

My partners gone to see his mistress
I found out about it not that long ago
I'm angry upset sad and bewilded
Not sure what to do feel badly its so

I living now alone in my own home
I said well first you get rid of that
Go grab a gew things then come back
By morning you'll be fine thats a fact

Comes back takes a shower has a wine
Then has a few more feeling better
Whats good for goose good for gander
She said dressed only in an old sweater

By morning all was feeling wonderful
Vowed to let him unknowing have his way
What he does'nt know won't hurt him
Now all is just fine come whatever  may

( as I was told )

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
Old cowboys they like a mature ride
They know just what to do
Easy does it nice and slow each ride
They can take their time day night too

The younger ones like it to be full on
Hard riding all the way there and back
Great for cowboys younger as back when
Like a fast gallop up that known track

There are some younger that like it slow
Old cowboys there feel right at home
And can keep right on riding steady
All the way there and back hard as bone

But old cowboys like to take their time
If the suns shinning or even if its not
Besides a slow ride is a way better ride
Nice and easy so much enjoyment its got

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Man on earth has way more to learn
Though sadly he has no respect for life
Hes killed more than any can imagine
Hes the reason for all todays strife

If hes so all knowing on our earth
Why did God give him a woman true
Without one he is rendered useless
Alone he'd never make it through

Created with an ego larger than earth
He wrote bibles on that as well alone
With him being as hes always been
His heart unknowingly created of stone

Not all are like him thank goodness
But those of endless ego rule the earth
He simply cannot see for the life of me
Realize compare to woman hes little worth

When the garbage hits the fan one day
Man has another lesson thus to learn
Woman will be the last of the human race
To survive on earth his ego thus to burn

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copyright 2018
No matter how debated
No matter what any say
After all the entire human race
Nature will have its way

Nature brought us here
Nature will take us away
Because some can't be told
Nature wins end of day
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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 171
LITTLE BOYS PLAYING GOD
Oh what I ask can any say
To leaders of earth today
As games of rule they play
Nature will have its say

So imature they are true
Realize not of what they do
Earth our home right through
Stupidity rules within a few

End of day nature karma too
Will take care of likes of you
Trauma you give to all its true
While claiming greatness as you do

But after all nature will have won
You will live regret of all you;ve done

Sadly the innocent suffer by your hand
Your insistance ego ignorant and demand
Lives you've taken and more yet too
As you turn love into nothing but sand

Deaf to wisdom foresight life to be
Your ego greatness self praise free
Endless have died dying suffering so
Uncaring unknowing nature does'nt agree

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
So many unanswered questions are there
So many complete contradictions too
Endless untold stories on blank pages
In more endless bibles both old and new

Not one is as if Gods word but mans word
Mans points of view so very long ago
Books created by letters written away back
Contradictions of before they existed its so

Denied Jesus ever dying at 85 in Kashmir
Where he studied buddhism for years
Not ever having a religion but wisdom
Now just have fauth believe rid all fears

But do as told instructions old lies so bold
And one day your soul just might win
And if you don't or in life ever you won't
The reason man created the one word sin

Cane killed Able ran away later came back
With a wife and a family with him as well
There only being Adam and Eve two boys
Where'd she come from not a soul can tell

The bible written a good hundred years after
The time that their Jesus actually did die
But they insist and yet another lie well kissed
And here and now the converted still do cry

But the point being made religion is un-needed
A new born baby knows right from wrong
Everybody has choices knows yes from no
And on goes religions constant endless song

All will know a time when comes the time
To go from this class through a coridore
And find the selves in a class yet to come
Never to returning to this one anymore

( Religion wasting lives like bees in hives )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
IN THIS CLASS YOU ARE THE CAPTAI OF YOUR SOUL
She worked on a property that I did too
And she lived in the main homestead~
I lived in a bunkhouse where I had my gear
And where I slept in a bunkhouse bed~
I never wanted to get to know her
As I really needed to not get the sack~
But she kept on being way too nice
And she kept on coming back~
She wore a raincoat on that rainy night
That she knocked upon my bunkhouse door~
And asked if I could spare a cup of coffee
As she sat down on my rug near by the fire on my floor~
I said take off your raincoat why don't you
She then said as if she was singing a song~
Well you did asked me once to drop around
When I had nothen on~
What the hell are you smiling about I said
Then she stood and removed that coat~
My eyes almost left their sockets
And there was no way I could clear my throat~
Next morning she donned that coat again
And slowly walked out of my door~
Looking over her shoulder and said
Coffees good .. I'll be back for more~
Never have I loved raincoats so much
Can't wait to see that one again~
And now I go into a coughing fit
Whenever the boss says , God I'd **** for rain ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988 .
Jul 2018 · 170
NATURES CROSS POLLINATION
Seeds from afar ride natures winds
Of ever so many a kind as one
Wild flower seeds among the exotic
During windy nights during days of sun

From where it blows to just where it goes
Seeds immigrating where ever thus to fall
Spreading beauty far and wide this way
All being subject to natures natural call

From mountain ocean shore valleys too
Growing often thus being as one together
Constant changing gardens of life on earth
Within natures imaginative different weather

Nature provide the showers as each adapts
Grows a beautiful flowers before never seen
Each now becoming one learning to survive
Often another gift of nature ever so supreme

Later it too has seeds that spread as they did
Later academics give it the steangest name
Without the slightest idea of its originality
As by this all knowing academics claim

terrence michael sutton    
copyright  2018
Jul 2018 · 150
ALWAYS SOMEONE TO BLAME
Everybody crying the bush fire delibersately lit
They never think natures a fire bug as well
Two limbs rubbing together in a strong wind
Throwing out beer bottles the sun hot as hell

Flipping a cigarette out the car window too
On a hot day I've seen eggs fry on a rock
In Australia birds bring glass to build a nest
Theres more natural fires started than'd shock

Built up piles of grass over years get so hot
Ever stuck your hand in lawn clippings old
And yet they look for someone to blame
Of the negatives of nature never to be told

An old bit from a horses bridle in the grass
On a hot day cannot be picked up no way
Why do they think a crow bar never laid down
Insread of stood up upon any working day

Endless natural reasons fires started due to heat
Try walking bare footed in outback sand I say
Too many people that do not know anything
The sun and nature can ignite on any given day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 103
AS IF A SOUL DEPTH MAGNET
I had nothing of the likes upon my mind
When she knocked upon my souls door
Without words or song as if she belong
She drew a place within my soul for sure

Feeling to me as if both souls they agree
Bringing needed things in life to learn
A little heaven a little hell contentment too
Allowing the candle of experience to burn

Her eyes deeper than the depths of oceans
Where all of life swam without any care
And an ability to look within a soul
And likewise see everything that was there

As if a soul depth magnet so meant to be
As if both souls had planned this being
With both being the captains of their souls
Proving love is blind at times souls agreeing


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
( This is another piece I so admire but is
             Older than any could imagine ,,
                 Author Unknown )
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..
Jul 2018 · 233
SO MUCH FOR FREE
Upon my porch in old chair coffee hot
Earlier than the loss of morning dew
Distant clouds of pink brighten some
A valley far below miles of moring view

The trees all shine so in rising of light
Far away purple mountains now green
Oxygen endless as gentle breezes blow
Skies slowly now a shade of blue supreme

Closer some shadows they take their leave
For them their task well done almost over
The fields once hidden now producing so
Piles of new cut hay all of freshest clover

Old gate down the way below now reborn
Horse and foal awake both on a morning run
A largest bird flies high passed all far below
Another natures gift unwrapped night is done

So much one has to view and all of this for free
Having a soul appreciate all nature gives away
And all as one for now night over and done
The birth of yet another beautiful day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 175
NOT FAR FROM WOOP WOOP
Away out where the crows flew backwards
Theres a place called the negativity plain
They say that if one ever goes out there
They'll never in this life be seen again

No roads out there to travel on at all
It was once told of a nightmare time
Where memories were all but dreams
And even breathing was almost a crime

So hot many from hell would go there
For a holiday they say now and then
That not far away was Woop Woop
But nobody remembers ever when

Its told that trees there would'nt grow
Nor a blade of grass one could find
That any that ever went there its told
Never knew night or day being blind

No rocks as they all crumbled into sand
  In  shadowless nightmare time they say
They exited near a place called WoopWoop
Long before the birth of night and day



terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 793
THE SENSE OF SMELL
To me its so important smell in life
A fragence tells me all I need to know
If a meal smells good it tastes good
Some flowers I like others just not so

I can even smell the oncoming rain
I love the smell of first drop dry ground
I love my personal after shave deodorant
A smell talks volumes without a sound

Some womens perfume stops me dead
I love the smell of scones freshly made
I love the smell of natural countryside
The oceans salty oxygen of highest grade

I can always tell if my mothers about
Besides the fact shes been dead for years
Her Lilly Of The Valley how it lingers
My fathers tobacco same deal same tears

Smells are to me everything I need to know
Mostly good plus a few somewhat bad
I don't need to see as long as I can smell
They make me happy sometimes sad



terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 977
AT TIMES
At times one gets the notion to get lost
Just walk upon a track many seldom go
Take a staff to steady the rough stuff
Supplies shelter food some tools its so

Camera mobile spare batties axe knife
Pens pads matches or lense for camp fire
Alone your soul your home your very own
Peaceful thinking time bed roll silent desire

Ridding ones mind of stresses not yours
Allowing mind soul to take an earned break
Away from endless followers of total garbage
You the moon stars natures gifts thus to take

Away from gas bag preachers politicians too
A fool a mule knows how they lie as they do
Wasting others lives like the wasps in hives
Such a time its time of this time I knew

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 151
JUST A WORD
Is there any way shape or and form at all
HelloPoetry can add .. Copy & Paste on site
Without there being any way to add anything
It turns HelloPoetry as good as from day to night

I've been all over the internet trying to find
An answer to this so far none
And its beyound myself do this in site
How happy all would be once this is done

( If one creates a site the tools are there )

terrence michael sutton
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~S a c r e d G a r d e n ~
gentle waterfalls
cascading into a watery chapel
Steps ascending...
red, orange, yellow,
green, blue, indigo, violet
to an altar bathed in white
by a heavenly spiraling sky light
imposing crystal sculptures
rise up from the ocean's floor
and dolphins playfully weave in and out
lining the shore...
a resplendent perpetual floral display
roses, lilac, honey suckle,
chrysanthemum, lotus blossom
an exquisite medley of fragrance and hue
and as far as the eye can see
rolling meadows of emerald green clover
graceful weeping willow trees,
majestic oak and white birch
echoing in the distance
the melodious intonation of chimes
ring out their welcome
a whisper of a touch of a loving essence
with an encircling warmth and energy
embraces me
a grand eagle in full flight
an owl with knowing eyes  
each extend their greetings
and wish me well
lost in a sense of peace and well being
then, gently waking from the rapture
Vision  f  a  d  i  n  g,
leaving only a trace
of the Sacred Garden - -
......the  H e a l i n g   P l a c e
Written by SUE   hello-poetry ..
Jul 2018 · 114
WITHIN THE MINDS OF PLANTS
Plant a vine not far from house
And in order for it to survive
It will grow and stretch at best
Towards to house to stay alive

Does not matter good vine or bad
Both or any will as well you'll find
They have no eyes but all do know
Vines are far from being blind

At times they'll use another vine
As to use to make it all go right
One can even cut it back some
And it will be back there after night

Never underestimate a vines mind
Or for that matter the mind of plants
As most its true I'm telling you
They know more than humans of
      whats inside their pants

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 112
WITHIN THE MINDS OF PLANTS
Plant a vine not far from house
And in order for it to survive
It will grow and stretch at best
Towards to house to stay alive

Does not matter good vine or bad
Both or any will as well you'll find
They have no eyes but all do know
Vines are far from being blind

At times they'll use another vine
As to use to make it all go right
One can even cut it back some
And it will be back there after night

Never underestimate a vines mind
Or for that matter the mind of plants
As most its true I'm telling you
They know more than humans of
      whats in their pants

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 258
ALWAYS REMEMBER
It'd help a lot in life
To handle strife
Be a good soul and
Respect girlfriend or wife

But sin an invented word
By religion true
As after all said and done
The same for them too

https://youtu.be/WdEoputkE98

Same place same time
This time I'll have more wine

terrence michael sutton
Copyright  2018
Jul 2018 · 151
THE PARA VET
A bloke from way down in the city
As far away from the outback as one could get~
Decided to go try life in the outback
And took a job as a para vet~
It was away out on a distant remote cactus farm
In the middle of heaven knows only where~
And they only had a few hundred sheep n cattle
And they didn't need much care~
All the blokes that worked there
Had almost been there for always~
And had not been off this farm
For forever and thirty days~
One of the blokes said he felt ill
And they were just so far out back~
So when he keeled over on the job
They made a hospital in an empty shack~
The para vet then he decided that
He could do the job on him~
And got a few tools from the workshop
Not to operate would be a sin~
They thought he might have a gall stone
Well that's what the para vet he thought~
One thought he might have a fur ball
As he did like sheep but was never caught~
So they put him to sleep with home brew
And then went inside of him to see~
The para vet and a few farm workers
Who were as handy as could be~
They found a few bits and pieces in there
Of what they never had a clue~
So they did not look too useful
And they cut them out it's true~
They cut off a few small loose bits
That was hanging loose here and there~
And then stitched him up with baling twine
And a bag needle with care~
When he woke up they told him that
He really ought to rest~
So they decide he needed somewhere peaceful
They thought the hay shed would be best~
A few hours later in the afternoon
He came walking funny down the track~
Half dressed with a shovel handle under his arm
And looking rather slack ~
How ya feeling now old buddy they said
He said I am not really sure~
I feel rather empty inside
And I can't walk correctly any more~
So they had a look and there it was
They'd sown the top of his legs together~
So they convinced him he'd be fine but
He'd have to change his name to heather~
Next thing he heard the strangest tune
Deep from within side of him it's true~
And when the para vet found he'd lost his mobile phone
He did not know just what to do~
So they told him not to worry but
That the battery would run down soon~
and to in the meantime
Just get used to the tune~
So if ya see a bloke out there walking funny
Don't worry he's just fine~
But if he decides to kick the bucket
That blasted Mobile phone is mine~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 103
TO THE TUNE OF .....
TO  THE  MUSIC  OF …..

Long ago its all so true
I just wanted to be like you
Now I'm older right through
My songs poetry as well too

After all of my life still do
Share my words with all of you
Wishing I'd have met you too
All to read here red white and blue

This song I adore ….
https://youtu.be/1o4s1KVJaVA


Guess I'll write till my pen runs
out of ink
Then they'll flush me down the sink
Smile have a drink and give a wink
But my poetry and songs forever I think

Words of
terrence michael sutton
2018
Jul 2018 · 112
MY OWN FATHERS VALUES
I AM STILL THE SON OF MY OWN FATHER
AND LIKE HIM I'VE BEEN AND AM IN EVERY WAY
HE LIVED HIS LIFE ACCORDING TO HIS VALUES
MOSTLY ALL OLD SCHOOL VALUES ON EVERY DAY
I AM MYSELF NOW IN MY LATE YEARS OF LIFE
AND I HAVE NOT EVER FAULTED HIS VALUES YET
REGARDLESS WHOM OR WHAT MAY TRY TO TEST THEM
HIS VALUES ARE MINE AND EVER SOLID ARE THEY SET
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN A POSITIVE SOUL IN MY LIFE
AND LIKE ALL OTHERS UPON THIS PLANET EARTH
I KNOW ONLY TOO WELL FROM RIGHT AND WRONG
I LIVE TO THE LETTER MY VALUES IN ALL THEIR WORTH
THIS I HAVE ALWAYS BELIEVED ANY SOUL CAN DO
AND REGARDLESS OF WHAT ANY SOUL MAY SUGGEST
THIS IS THE WAY I FEEL LIFE WOULD HAVE ME BE
AND ALL THATS EXPECTED IS WE DO OUR VERY  BEST.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
She Was ...

MY MUM ..

She was the best of the best
And the worst of the worst~
She traveled all over
And quenched every thirst~
When somethen was over
She d move on agen~
And only return
When and if she got the yen~
She d say what she thought
And nomatter to whom~
One could never miss her
Even in a crowded room~
She d do as she pleased
And no matter what~
She was always herself
If they liked it or not~
Full of surprises
And one could never guess~
What wonderful things
She d make out of a mess~
When one thought they had her
They never had her at all~
Come rain or come shine
She always had a ball~
She lived her life to the limit
Come day or come night~
And when she made a statement
She was usually right~
She could dance she could love
She could see in the dark~
One vibrant woman
Who was always a spark~
She left no stone unturned
Missed nothen at all~
Nomatter who ever downed her
She always stood tall~
Everyone loved her so
And they hated her too~
That was everyone she met
And that was more than a few~
She spread so much laughter
And thrived on pure hell~
Nobody ever forgot her
They all knew her too well~
She could take anything on
And just as easy throw it away~
And go on regardless and
Live well another day~
She was all that she said she was
So she d say with pride~
She could welcome you home
And just as easy cast you aside~
There was more to this woman
Than anyone ever knew~
She could tell you a lie
And prove it was true~
She d play out a fantassy
And make it become real~
She had her own charisma
Never ever hid how she d feel~
She could sing like an angel
And then steal your heart~
and once she had gotten it
She d rip it apart~
Nobody ever owned her
She was her own soul~
She could act like a child
Or a woman so very old~
In her life she lived several lifetimes
And lived them all well~
She had her own brand of religion
And rang her own bell~
Everyone that knew her
They never ever knew why~
She could make so very happy
And then give you reason to cry~

From her I inherited her clarevoyance
  and it can be a pain in the ar....se )


Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1969  ( here 2018 )
Jul 2018 · 114
MY DAD
How he d hold us in his arms so tight
My little sister and I~
Saying softly how much he loved us so
But in his voice we could hear a cry~
His heart it was breaken up
At the same time he was protecten ours~
Our mum was out there somewhere
Breaken all her vows~
So much unselfish love Dad had to give
So much sincere care , stamina and inner strength~
He gave his best to us for life
And to do so went to any length~
He lived and died a dedicated father
He worked hard and long and gave his all~
I dont believe in life that I ll be ever be half the man he was
Before I hear my final call~
How he ever did what it was he did
For us back then alone~
He worked and at the same time
He gave us kids a home~
But thats the way life goes sometimes
And history repeats itself in time
As later on in my married life
I ended up as well raisen mine~
They say that love solves everything
Well Im telling you it dont~
Unless there is two working as one
It never will and wont~.

Terrence michael Sutton
copyright 1960  ( here  2018 )
Jul 2018 · 159
MIDNIGHT STATUES
Missing the last bus after show
Deciding to walk on home-
Taxi's all booked up so they say
So it's off towards home alone-
Raining , foggy , shiny streets
Not too many lights that glow-
Streets cobble stones and narrow
Wet from rain and melting snow-
Souls on corners alone they stand
One here one over there-
Alone and backs to walls of brick
In the fog and dampest air-
Looking so like shadows on a wall
Or all trying to do same-
Waiting there for God knows what
There being as if nothing to explain-
Hats all pulled down lower still
Collars way up high-
Coats almost to the ground
All dark and black color of night sky-
One carries onward and forward going
With ears still open wide-
Wondering what they could be doing
As if holding walls up without pride-
Standing there alone in night air
Darkest part of night-
As if trying to be invisible
Or frightened of daylight-
Midnight statues here and there
One soon passes this place-
Of motionless souls of as if stone
All with hidden signs of face-

( a true story )

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Looking Within

Untapped reality
Newness in undiscovered form~
Captivating charisma  
Beauty to shame the perfect dawn~
Loveliness from well within
The personality we seldom ever see
Perfection at its finest
Giving birth to its rightful destiny~
To have so many more look within
At what we've so often missed~
At the magic,the love,the values
The lips of being that are seldom kissed~
The surprise of one so lovely within
To feel that someone can see whats there~
What it is that lives within so priceless
And as innocent and pure as mountain air~
This natural being in such a way
Has for years escaped the eyes of man~
As the outer shell , the bodies perfection
Has mostly been the daily plan~
Special and so needed feelings within
That should be all noticed and known~
Upon our beautiful and only home planet
Where winds such as these have rarely blown~
So many shy and so deeply beautiful
And so innocent in their own way~
Have such wonderful feelings of love and positivity
They never place out on display~
So much has never been known of so many
As seldom we look deeply within~
At the person , the entity , the being , the soul
That lives beneath the skin~..

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 1988 . ( 2018 )
Learnen To Remember,Learnen To Forget

( ANOTHER OF MY UNSUNG SONGS)

Learnen to remember
Learnen to forget~
Soughten out the memories
Ive had since we first met~
Some Id rather cast aside
Others hold my heart~
Some are just the reasons why
We two drifted apart~
First I smile and then I cry
The reasons for the day~
But I know I wouldnt feel so bad
If the pain would go away~
Now Im learnen to remember
And learnen to forget~
Soughten out all the memories
Ive had since we first met~
Just sitten on this hollow log
Thinken of back when~
I used to have you by my sise
Wished I could agen~
Sometimes it seems so long ago
Others ... Just yesterday
I just lose track of time my love
Since the time you went away~
We grow old and we grow wiser
As life goes on its true~
There comes a time old love of mine
When theres nothing we can do~
You will always be a part of me
You ll always be on my mind~
But you still invade my dreams
This is why it is I find'
Im learning to remember
And Im learning to forget~
Just soughting out all these memories
Ive had since we first met~ '.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright  1988 ( 2018 )
Jul 2018 · 155
IF I WAS A KITE
If I were a kite in this life
Your very love would be my thermal of air~
If I were a fire set to burn
Your very love would be my match~
If I were a vehicle of any kind
Its only your love that would be my fuel~
If I was to ever need encouragement
Only your love would be my very motivation~
If I ever need one only ingrediant to thrive upon
It could ever only be your love~
If I was to tell of the one reason I live
I would say in all honesty that only your love
Could ever take me to where I wished to go
And only the lack of it could ever destroy me ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 119
I LOVE THE WAY SHE LOVES ME
I love the way she loves me
As she really loves me so~
I love the way she hugs me
When she simply won't let go~
I love the way she fusses
Over me all of the time~
I love the way she loves me
I'm just so glad that she's mine~
I love the way she holds me
Just loves me day n night~
I love the way she kisses me
As she holds me just so tight~
I love the way she holds my hand
Every where we two go~
I love the way she loves me
As she knows how I love her so~
I just love the way she loves me
With a love so rare n true~
I love the way she loves me
I love her so much oh yes I do~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 128
ITS YOU I WANT WITH ME
When the burch trees down the lane of old
Lose their leaves as they turn gold
And the wind it blows as winter unfolds
Its you I want with me~
When the seasons are all changing
And the landscapes are rearranging
Most of our friends are strangers
Its you I want with me~
When crystal diamonds of frozen dew
Hang from the burch trees icey blue
And smoke now drifts from our stove flue
Its you I want with me~
When wild bush orchards purple and cream
Grow again along our favourite stream
And the yellow daisies in the sunlight beam
Its you I want with me~
When the valey shadows help form the coming night
And only the moon on high provides some light
And I need someone just to hold me tight
Its you I want with me~
When the burch trees full again piece the sky
And birds within them sing and sigh
And to leave this place Id rather die
Its you I want with me~
When again the mountains show backdrop of winters cold
And the icey blue snow again covers them so bold
And that distant bell in fresh breezes told
Its you I want with me~
And when autumn time once more has been and gone
And seasons return that Ive missed so long
And all the while my heart yerns for your song
Its you I want with me~
Its only you I want with me my love
And for your love I thank God above
We vowed for life as does the dove
Its you I want with me~

Terrence Michael Sutton
original copyright 1969 .. And re arranged 2018
In the single twinkle of a star
I saw what was within your eyes~
I saw all I thought were only dreams
And truths I thought were lies~
Within your eyes that shone like stardust
I saw all the world could dream of in time~
And I felt the sensation of my falling
As I pictured your love as mine~
My heart will never be the same
Not now that I have met you~
How could I have doubted my one dream
To feel as good as I now do~
You wiped from my heart within a second
All things in life I ever did regret~
Now I can never have not known you
And you alone my heart never could forget~
Now all that I can ever ask for~
Is to know this thrill once more~
To hear a knock and when I answer
Find only you standing at my door~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988 .   ( 2018 )
Jul 2018 · 78
MAGIC MOMENTS
Magic moments are made of
The most simple times and things~
Oh how wonderful it is its so
What a magic moment brings~
Takes your very breath away
Gives your feet such flight~
Causes your heart to miss a beat
No matter day or night~
Magic moments are the very highs
In our lives to fight the lows~
Magic moments are the strings of love
And our heartstrings are the bows~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988. ( 2018 )
Believe It Or not ,, This happened ,,
     In all honesty ..So help me .. .


When you have experienced something
That was for you alone to learn that time~
And the lessons that you then received
Would make others feel less stressful and so fine~
Then you get the feeling that you should tell
But you know they'd not believe~
What it was you saw in all reality
And they think a story you now weave~
But so help me not all that long ago
Nine years after she was in fact dead~
My mother decided to just turn up one night
Right at the very foot of my bed~
She appeared in full size its true
And simply spoke my name~
As if to hear the sound of it
And to move at all I wasn't game~
She was there for a good thirty seconds
And just as I saw her last~
She always told she'd be back
And of course then I too laughed~
I rang my sister right away that early morn
And she replied happy birthday to me~
Then it all became a reality
Knowing what I really then did see~
It was my birthday this was true
And mum turned up right then and there~
On the same day Tuesday that I was born
And the same date and birth time I swear~
As I was born at two thirty in the dawn
And on a Tuesday too~
Upon the date the second of June
In all honesty I'm now telling you~
The reason I am writing this
Is so I can say that I have told~
Everyone who has lost someone they love
The body dies but never does the soul~
I'm no fanatic in these kind of things
But seeing is all the proof I need to know~
That there is way more to this life my friends
Long after we die and seem to go~
So just know within as I do too
This is just one very small class in time~
In the biggest school of learning ever
And believe me .. They all are doing fine ~..

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 2.3k
CLASSROOM EARTH
WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF GOD ,,

And as such ,,,
This well could actually be our
elementary schooling ,

In classroom earth we've just not long moved in
To start our years of learning~
Others have been here for their time
As they for knowledge we are yearning~
We've found a lot of mysteries here
Ones that this time we cannot explain~
But we will have the answers when
We've done our years of rein~
Its said in scrolls and the many bibles of God
Gods day is a thousand years to our day one~
So we've only been here six days yet
According to the teachings now of some~
But the ages of this classroom earth
Go back before our knowledge and our knowing
Many different races , species , and gifts of God
Have been in this classroom longer than winds blowing
Our past loves ones spent time in classroom earth
They learned in their way as we've to do~
Then too moved on to yet another higher class
To see the rest of their schooling through~
One by one they've all left this class
As one by one we as well eventually will do~
And one by one this time around
We like them will go to higher classes too~
We wont need or use our bodies there at all
Just our intellect and love~
Lots of positive loving imagination as well
And always help from God both around us and above~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1978
Jul 2018 · 117
This really rings a bell ..
IC Jul 14
Good Samaritan
Courteous to the stranger
Let us act
Tortured for days
After the fact
Kindness is a virtue
It will never try to hurt you
But consequences come around
Least expected
No good deed ever goes undetected
Karma seems to be counterintuitive
The good are punished
And evil has become imperative
Of the utmost significance
And extremely necessary
The dark age of man has
Marked its territory
Humanity is torn apart
The cost of the soul
Is a broken heart
Look to the world to find some meaning
The only solace we have is while we’re dreaming...
IC
Written by
IC  28/M/Toronto
Jul 2018 · 199
Undisturbed Morning Beach
Before I too thought of walking upon it
A beach new sublime to be seen
Not a fingerprint of man or bird
Nor of where the waves have been

Unmarked natures gift before my eyes
I searched  but not a single thing
Indicating new born natures creation
A perfection only nature it could bring

Looked for a stick anything at all to be
As if nature had not long had it pressed
Absolute complete perfection to view
A moring beach just awoken from rest

Waves small all in uniform performed
Air with oxygen no doctor could prescribe
Feeling guilty that I might walk on it
A brand new morning beach natures pride

As smooth as a virgins lips unkissed as yet
Not a grain of sand out of place to see
A breeze that had a soul feel years younger
A view that was mine alone to view that be


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 120
HOPING FOR A BETTER DAY
Right in front of all eyes to see to view
A politician doing his best to copy
The very pope himself hes trying to be
But for politics and of late getting sloppy

Hes placed and created a law now never
Complain about methods or as well he
Protecting all hes trying to represent true
Upon every land over oceans and sea

This is my planet its yours as well all true
But as good as ownership hes calving name
Taking over at his beck and call it seems
Warnings in place dare should any complain

Chicken do as they'er told sheep cattle too
Seems that countries now on that list to be
And all following as if hes lord master too
Over every ocean over all lands the man is he

So tied of that name it dominates all T V 's
Goodness knows what all do not know
Telling only he and his deciples such as seems
Doing his best to have every mind to blow

Won't be long a disc in ones **** unseen
By his law with all to see upon a scan
All of every woman ever born or living
All of every *** of living this day man

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
""""" ITS AGAINST THE LAW ANY SENDING ME DUCK TAPE """"""
Jul 2018 · 187
TWAS THUS THAT THINE
( I WROTE THIS IN THE OLDEST ENGLISH OF LONG AGO )

Twas to be that thine alone twood stand
Twile moon and star and wind twood be~
Twen shiver twood endure thus so
Failing the likes of time and thee~
Shawled in stance beyond the brush
Two shadows the night produced~
And thy meeting became a meeting thus so
As oneness from twosome reduced~
Walketh thine twards yonder hut
Twere fire burnt there brightly~
Twas there alone twithin this home
Twood love exist so tightly~
Twen moon it slept and clouds they wept
Twith water from heaven it fell~
Holdest thine in arms entwined
And dwell in the home of hunters dell~
From a being of wealth ye came from thus
To a being of both fur and gun~
Twere true love could be forever free
Thus no more eyes of jest in fun~
Twas there that thine chose to be mine
Twen moon and star it shone on high~
Love twas then born as night owl yawned
To vow love till time to die ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 1977.
Jul 2018 · 94
WITHIN HER EYES
I could never understand or comprehend
Mans egotisticle opinion since time begun
The need to hold a woman down in life
Under his importance in all time of Sun

As if a woman was always a threat to him
Of his need to feel within as if number one
As if a woman was in anyway better than he
Feeling that she was his mother he the son

This time upon earth the male human species
Feeling that he was the stronger *** that be
Almost admitting by doing so he was sp wrong
Blaming woman for his woe his very sexuality

Inventing the garden of Eden and Eve as well
Where his very weakness as man gave birth
Any truth to such a fantasy was thus proving
He could not survive without woman on earth

If ever I wished to gaze at all life upon earth
Without the slightest hint of endless lies
All I'd ever have to do and its so true
Is to with all honesty gaze within her eyes

The male ego used as a ladder to even climb
To where his opinions of woman lived free
But thats the curse and much more worse
Is where man has placed himself always to be

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 2.2k
NEVER LIKED GARDENING BEFORE
I never really liked gardening before
But I needed to fix up the one down back
It was getting like an empty space
Behing my appartment on a track

I'm only young so much to be done
And an old gardener saw me there
Came over and said need a hand
Goodness yes as I pinned back my hair

Wasn't long and I loved gardening so
Older gardeners they really do know
How to get it all as I'd dreamed some
And how to make it beautiful and grow

Now I'm in that garden every chance
And when he sees me he will call around
I have a secret or two just how it all grew
Among my lemon grass upon the ground

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Wished to god I could add pics on this site
Jul 2018 · 344
LOVE A WOMAN
LOVE  A  WOMAN

I just love a woman with a mind
More-so one of her own
Doesn't depend on anyone
An open mind is her home

Doesn't need peers for advice
Always speaks her very mind
Uses the brain she was born with
Her life is hers you'll find

With honesty integrity values too
She walks to the sound of her drum
Doesn't feel the need to tell of her life
If others don't like it best to get one

What is hers it remains hers alone
Her mind is hers within as well
Knows how to keep things to herself
No need for gossip at at all to tell

Knows what she wants and what not
Her smile is priceless her eyes shine
Love a woman who is all woman
Love a woman can make up her mind

Rare to find shes never blind left behind
The very captain of her very own soul
Not a lot to find these days in life
A soul so very on track since days of old

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Jul 2018 · 178
OVER ACTIVE SOUL
To sleep to sleep one needs ones sleep
How a body needs its rest at best
But my soul at night decides to travel so
And pass ever so far away another test

Dreams are but dreams but austral trips
Has one wake tied and needing sleep more
We sleep to rest and to rest at best  however
Souls travel speed of thought to another shore

I blamed awhile the fan blowing what we exhale
Carbon dioxide not good to breath at any time
There must be ventilation open windows oxygen
Flowing through room fresh and pure ever fine

But then I wake memories of where I've not been
For when the body rests it travels far far away
Often due to this it brings back poetry and song
Of things of tomorrow things of distent yesterday

The best inventions with soul gifted intentions
Have over time come back when it does return
But to rest to reat a body needs to pass a test
As the candle of life continues so to burm

Oh over active soul you educate a mind from afar
As within it expects the best to do the things we do
It has such ongoing energy wisdom found in travel
But a body needs its rest at best to carry on its true

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018
AT TIMES A GLASS OF PORT WORKS WELL
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