MORE POLITICAL GARGAGE

Many came together re the abuse of children
What in the world do they call children detention
Heaps of them kept on an iland a childrens jail
Way too many more than most care to mention

Their crimes they have none but being children
Even the Catholic Church signed forms to agree
All nothing to do with children but all politics
As far as I myself ever looking at it at all see

Religious organizations the lot in one bucket
It all sounds good they feel but more so on paper
Just another hypocritical as if best foot forward
Their latest political and come religious caper  

Find them homes re-educate and give them hope
I cannot believe they actually feel this has to be
And with the same breath they all in gods name
Are doing this expecting all to as if ever agree

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

How many times in life I've been asked
Do Angels really within this life exist
I've relied surely within lifes very stride
By a real Angel you've surely been kissed

The reason all close their eyes making love
Learn to give and thus you'll recieve its true
Late at night stars shining bright feels so right
Open your mind feel within an Angel loving you

You only get from life at best what you give
And when you are giving all to an Angel there
She will thus give her all to you too perfectly
Feel the Angels love given beyound all compare

That very Angel thats loving you as you do also
Will only be what you give without wings  to fly
Love her like the Angel she is in life more so
With such joy such forefillment all Angels sigh

Giving your utmost time to an Angels soul divine
You'll have an angel thats making love to you
A heaven upon earth with all real true lovings worth
With such blessings thats only  kept between two

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Cant go back and change things
As life don't work that way~
We all reminisce of back when
Past times and bygone days~

And we try as some times we all do
To have a go to make things right~
And we often feel its impossible
When we go back in dreams at night~

We cant go back and change things
No matter how hard we try~
To make it how we wished it was
Not until the day we die~

The future is the only way
We can make up for the past~
To build a firm tomorrow
One that will always last~

But we cant go back and change things
It simply cannot be~
Getting on with life to come
Will only ever set us free~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988

IMAGINATION

Imagination much like a ship tied to wharf]
Its still a shio but its tied to realty
It can be all it wishes to be However until
It gives birth to reality its still a fantasy

Much like driving upon a highway concentration
Upon where you are and what your doing all agree
If one wishes to record imagination best idea
Is to take pleasure in the writing of poetry

Imagine anything but in reality whats reality
Remains reality if not two imagine for a time
Instead of at home be they together or alone
They'er both upon a beach full moon summer wine

Imagination in positive form can invent things
Bring one to happier times to be further on
Compose beautiful misic create wonderful song
Untill the birth of reality imagination all along

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Written and dedicated to one of my daughters ..
Of whom I am ever so proud ..

Earth has always had it's earthbound angels
I've always known that they were around~
But one has to just be so very lucky in life
To actually find a real one on the ground~
A beautiful soul with so much charisma
Eyes that would steal away ones heart~
A personality ever so magnetic and sublime
A dear friend to all right from the start~
Her very smile one could never forget
A heart of pure gold~
An absolute true earth bound angel
Once only found in days of old~
How she radiates love and values
Has integrity beyond compare~
A true friend to last a lifetime
And such wisdom is always there-
One feels warmth when she appears
Within her eyes one could surely drown~
Always wearing a magnetic smile
An earth bound angel on the ground~
Sincerity simply at its finest
To fault her one could never dare~
Life for her has not been at all easy
Her woes she's so often reluctant to declare-
There's an ability to look within a soul
But she is as humble as a soul can be-
Intellect and knowing lives within her
As silently she tackles all diversity-
This beautiful soul is named Melissa
A mother,a friend to all ever so very caring-
Seldom does she receive what it is she gives
Within her dear heart of love and sharing-

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1993

You know your alive when you souls groov'en
You know your alive when every inch is mov'en
Goose bumps and vibrations volcanic explosions
Moving like an earth quake no chances of erosions

Lights out and good wine pulsations of making love
All in time with lifes rhythum two souls hand in glove
As if both were one as the sweels upon vastest oceans
Tak'en over with rhythum loves own pure devotions

https://youtu.be/JkjoFpqe6JQ

No ending in sight as energy comes from far away
You know your alive when you cannot move next day
Your very heart mind and soul can feel it all still
Your memory can still taste it forever it always will

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Planting a tree is a good thing
But remember it must survive on it's own-
Planting a small grove of two or three
Each one helps the other till grown-

When and if one happens to suffer
The others drop leaves and water too-
Watering roots and providing shade
Helping the others to make it through-

Trees provide air upon our earth
Without them we'er in trouble true-
Planting a small grove of trees
Is a more than wonderful thing to do-

Down in a corner not used much
Down by a river away-
A small grove of trees provide shelter
For birds and wild life every day-

One third they say of our earths air
Comes from forests away they cut all the time-
Planting a tree I'm sure you'll agree
Is a way to help all far down the line-

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018 ( First written years ago ) ..

So much love for poetry
Comes first with that story read~
When one was all cuddled up
Snug and warn within ones bed~
A baby small' a room down the hall
Story read before to sleep~
All in rhyme' a story fine
Then off to count the sheep~
Away back then , I still remember when
My first story of poetry~
Lessons learned as candles burned
From a story read to me~
Since that time how I loved rhyme
The way that it would flow~
Explaining things in life that be
In the most beautiful way I know~
It gave one a special view
Of things most everybody sees~
Of all the things that life it brings
Like the birds and clouds and breeze~
Away back then , I remember when
That first book that was read to me-
When I first learned as candles burned
The love of poetry~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

( From my written Children's poems )

We were having such a picnic
When the uninvited guests all came~
One million and one little ants
They made the whole day such a pain~
They helped themselves to all the sweets
And they got into the jam~
They crawled all over all the meat
And even into the frying pan~
But it was just the limit
When they crawled up grandma's leg~
And they bit her too it is true
And the things my grandma said~
We were having such a lovely picnic
When the uninvited guests all came~
My dad he just laughed out loud
And said he thought it was going to rain ~.  

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988

From my written Children's poems

Our drain pipe is an instrument
Every time it rains~
As soon as we here pitter patter on our roof
It starts all over again~
No sooner rain runs down our water pipes
We here the same old sound~
Our very own favorite melody
So deeply the sounds go up and down~
You see in our drain pipe we have two frogs
And they are real big and green~
They are the biggest and the greenest frogs
That we have ever seen~
And when the water rushes down
It really turns them on~
And then they really go to town
Singing their favorite song~
Our drain pipe is an instrument
Every time it rains~
As soon as we here pitter patter on our roof
It starts all over again~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1983

My Friend.. Written by Maxine Lawler

A Poem a young lady wrote about myself
a long time ago ..

He only knew me through the words I wrote
That's how others would only see~
They would not understand the importance
Of what he really means to me~
Dreams are now coming true
Thanks to a distant friend across the miles~
An open mind a caring heart
He makes my world full of smiles~
Ive never really been so very open
Until his letter came that day~
He was like an angel sent
To help me upon my way~
A new found friend a *** of gold
Brighter than the rainbow color~
He's perfection inside my heart
So special like no other~

Written By Maxine Lawler
copyright 1990

( If your out there little one .. I do sincerely
hope that you are still as happy and well )
Your friend Always ..
Terry .

One must remember , Many a true word said
in jest lol .


Dug Out Of My Poetry from Very Deeply .
(Something I wrote the longest time ago of
My then thoughts about how it well could
have in fact been ) FOR ALL WE KNOW .)

Back before man lived upon this planet
He lived on one much the same as now~
He started on it as he did on this one to
And he eventually destroyed it as only man knows how~
He had forgotten a lot of what he had learned
But he remembered greed and other negative emotions~
When he eventually came from destruction to life
To this planet with all the oceans~
It was back then the forward thinking people
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 shot this group to planet earth
A planet then in reach so lush and green~
A planet that they could live upon
In a way then man then had never seen~
Men later to be termed then as Adam
Women was then termed as Eve its true~
And they first lived in a cleared area on earth
And started yet again life as a new~
They call were they landed Eden
For the fruit was plenty there~
Water flowed in babbling brooks
And mountain fresh pure was the air~
They'd found that some animal life was mountain height
And were savage to say the least~
The ape life then lived in deep caves
As for them not to become a feast~
Man did eventually do the same , moved into caves
In areas they were not threatened by this foe~
And man killed the apes for meat and fur
And man then moved into the apes home he d go~
Man later then fought among man as well
As breeding took up lots of then precious room~
He still had not forgotten ****** greed
And even though better living again became the boom~
Living in caves had man eventually change his shape
And eating now with their hands as apes did as well~
And only came out in safety at night
To hunt for food and fruit near where they dwell~
Man was not the sight then as we now know
Not even when he came to earth~
But what he'd become due to coming here
Was even then becoming debatable worth~
They look back today and call him the cave man
And from there we now have as we know man~
With all their far out ideas of
How it was and how here we all began~
And man here will do the same thing again
How I wished that I was so wrong~
It's written already in the winds of time
And its written in mans own very souls song~
Man sorry to say the most destructive thing
That we have upon this earth~
Up against this planets values
Man sorry to say has little worth~
But with this planet being re stocked again
After another natural wiping of the slate-
They came from ever far away to earth
And to once more began to learn to live and create-
We were one feels created by God
But not in the way here that we find-
For his creations would be greater than we know
And his abilities above our being and behind-
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
As it's done so before often longer than time~
And we feel that if we cant understand it doesn't exist
That's why history will do it all again , and in perfect rhyme~

Terrence Michael Sutton  
(I will challenge anybody about this copyright date  
copyrighted and filed .. copyright 1964 .)

BEEN A REAL GREAT WEEK

Oh its been a one of them great weeks
Downloading anti virus all the time
Then deliting them too full of b-sh..t
Their vows anything anywhere near divine

They all seem to be so like Micro-soft
I bought and paid for this computer true
I paid for windows as well cost me heaps
They think its theirs fingers up for you

Collecting data all the time google as well
Won't be long and windows goes with the rest
Getting sick of all their data games and lies
None of them could pass a grade five test

Almost had it and I mostly search private
To get a little peace of mind if I ever can
They hire more hackers than football backers
Crimes committed by them on personal at hand

Another anti virus down the right royal tube
Had it up to here and sick and tied as well
Their sales teams should go and ger a real job
Far as I'm concerned they all can go to hell

I'M TOO OLD FOR THIS SH........T

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

THE REASON WE ARE THIS TIME

The reason we are at all this time
Is to learn all of it all we can
Oppersties needed to provide choices
All meant to be not instructed by man

Every ounce of a woman so meant to be
Men will always be what they were born
Little boys untill the sun don't shine
Like weeds growing in a most perfect lawn

Ego is developed to give them courage
And to let them feel they all in all true
But when a little boys become a real man
He'll say without a woman what would we do

A liitle girl is born with the very right
To have a mind of her very own deep within
No man has the right to invent a lying word
In order to cotrole they long ago named sin

All started long ago when man created a story
Of Adam and Eve as to have hinself feel grand
And all the while no disrespect he's failed
As man on earth just another grain of sand

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

MUM ALWAYS SAID

My Mum always told me when down within the garden
Never **** or harm the Hornets reason why
The Hornrts **** the Waspsand Wasps **** Bees
If no Bees you've got no garden garden will die

To learn companion growing some together some not
Not all plants get along as one  lots like life
Keep the weeds down they are so greedy taking over
A little work in the garden a lot thus saved strife

When buying a plant in a *** split *** down the side
Cut half an inch off the bottom and plant it that way
When the plant grows larger then you can easily
So easy to just take the *** it was in throw it away

Plants suffer *** to ground shock this way grows better
In the same soil it was in when you bought it first
Dampen it never soak it the plant will tell you
When it is really in need of moisture and has thirst

The best gardens covered with a green mesh high
Lowering the heat on a very hottest type of day
Prevents and protects from heaviest rain pounding
Your plants will thus thank you with a grand display

Bearded Iris and bulb flowers love the morning sun
However they too like shelter from heat later on
You take care of them and they'll thank you no end
As they all thus sing the happiest garden song

When its raining throw Epsom Salts on the lawn
It must be watered in as if not it will burn
And your lawns will then remain an Irish green
Gardens always need your utmost sincere concern

Flowering bushes like Camelias love it as well
Watered in aroung on ground of their roots below
Pansies violets and the likes of those like shade
Beautiful if planted in mass or old barrows its so

Even roses like after noon shelter from heat of sun
Sun and shade many a grand garden has been made
Some things adore the sun and not some others  
Happy plants and flowers always make the grade

Water gardens in the evenings stay wetter longer
Gently not full blast from garden hoses and tap
Geranuims love the sun dawn until day is done
So many colors and fragrents no doubting that


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

I TRUELY LOVE MY FISHING

Sitting alone in a quiet spot fishing
A meditation all upon its own
Listening to the sounds of nature
The mobile in a draw in my home

Early in the morning or late night
Upon the turning of the ocean tide
Line in the water just in case
I might hook something of pride

Seems of late the best of conversations
I have is talking to myself of late true
Everybody talks some English if want to
English one of languages here of a few

But getting away on my own for awhile
Has me not have to deal with religion
And their concentrationg on its fantasy
Just being alone awhile as if a pigeon

One in the Philippines can be among many
And still feel it seems so very much alone
Not a lot here know or trust anyone at all
Except those they have within their home

Seems so many being a walking contradiction
Partly truth and as well partly fiction
Which is more often ever at best so confusing
And courses a lot of un=needed daily friction

Thus I spend much of my time at home alone
And when can and if fishing I love to go
Away from hard to understand attitudes that be
And some peace of mind hopefully to know

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

ITS ALL NOW A JOKE

No such thing as privacy on internet
Not anymore in any shape or form
Plus every con trying to get it on
From sunrise untill the next new dawn

You bought and paid for your computer
You bought and paid for Windows ten
Its still against the law as ever before
To sell something and use it too since when

Oh just download me I'm completely free
But incorporated in all is endless crime
I even covered over my computer camera
As they can turn on your computer fine

The only way is pull out all the plugs
That connect electricity on the wall
And as well dislocate your battery too
But they all hire more hackers as to call

Clear data it says on google well do that
I mean everything you've on computer have got
From sign in again to cookies all there is
Clear it all to hopefully stuff up their lot

If they keep thinking you are an idiot born
Windows goes all together as theres others
Who don't hire the best of hackers on staff
Most of them are a bunch of real deal mothers

Store all your info on an external drive
Then pull that out too each and every time
Data is worth more than you'd make in life
The internet anything but wonderfully divine

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

If we did not learn our maths
We would be in trouble deep~
We would not be able to count our fingers
Or even sheep when we go to asleep~
We would not be able to measure
Or weigh anything on scales~
We would not know the size of our shoes
And we'd not know the length of whales~
We would not know how fast to safetly drive
Or how to tell the time~
We would not even know our age
Or how to count these words of rhyme~
So we all need our mathas we do
Almost every hour every day~
We really need to know our maths
In just so many ways~

Terrence Michael sutton
Copyright 1988

There are many things in life
That mean so very much to me~
Special sentimental things
That my heart will not set free~
But there's one thing Ive got at home
And it's way more special than the lot~
It's the hat my poppy used to wear
It's the most special thing Ive got~
When I look at it then I can see
My poppy standing there~
Oh how I know he loved me so
And the way he'd stroke my hair~
but God needed him to lend a hand
So my poppy went away~
But I have not got the slightest doubt
I'll see my poppy again one day~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 1988

When we were children awhile back some
And staying at grandma's home~
She'd give us little things to do
So she could have some on her own~
She came up with a good idea
Just to keep us busy~
Most of all it it was wet
She'd have us make a busy lizzy~
Us children sitting upon her floor
Oldest magazines there in a pile~
Along with the thickest old news paper each
And she'd hand us the scissors and smile~
Then came a container of old home made glue
Flour and water and brush~
And we'd cut out lots n lots of pictures
She'd say take ya time there's no rush~
From front to back we ended up
With the most interesting scrapbook ever~
So beautiful and even educational
Interesting and so clever~
A drop sheet under us for mess
We'd make scrap books to win a prize~
Kept us busy lizzies for so long
Some pictures would open up ones eyes~
Every time we went back there
We'd show our scrapbooks around~
Making those busy lizzys
kept us quiet and not making a sound~

Terrence Michael sutton
Copyright 1971

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
( Just found it on my files )

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

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

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

THE ONCE CALLED HIM A DREAMER

A family of somewhat egotistical being
After all they did their very best in life
To hide what the entire town already knew
A home of could'nt live or without him  strife

A father who in many eyes and mine a saint
If ever there was one that could be same
In the face of all he faced regardless
Created sunshine when his world knew rain

All of them spoiled rotten before I came along
Waiting for me all of realities reality that be
However from it all I wrote poetry and song
To explain with any sense his love deep asthe sea

Trauma unending over an entire childhood traumatic
Affects so many and rightly so its true to say
But with the dedication stamina his values I tried
To be half the man he was almost every single day

Their greed left me with one photo of my life
They all have many I've forgotten years ago
Totally no concideration for any but themselves
And so all rivers in life they all the same do flow

All any soul can ask for is peace of mind within
And of that I've so much in reality in store
I've something none of them will ever have in life
All thanks to karmers gratitude knocking at my door

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Oh many call themselves Aussiepoet
But theres only ever been one
Registered started writing at 16
Now 76 and more to write be done

Of life as it was is and mostly will be
Has more on file than any ever written
Not just of aussie humor it goes on
Or a bushy on a log and got bitten

Of life the lonely our planet nature
Of this life being a class in a school
Of those that learn as lifes candles burn
Of many today still greed hearts of a fool

Of all the little things that matter so
Of being able to look deeply ever within
Of endless religions politics shallow minds
Who hypocritically invented a word called sin

Of country & outback of oringinal Aussies too
Who had it for thousands of years blood & tears
A **** site worst than many today ever knew

The first mostly un-known still Aussiepoet
Writing has been his entire life to date
Of love making love giving love hand in glove
The endless who'll all should know never too late

And despite all his own have labeled him so often
He has all a man could ask for in any form
To be loved by one who loves him endlessly
As he realizes there will be yet anoth dawn

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Oh many call themselves Aussiepoet
But theres only ever been one
Registered started writing at 16
Now 76 and more to write be done

Of life as it was is and mostly will be
Has more on file than any ever written
Not just of aussie humor it goes on
Or a bushy on a log and got bitten

Of life the lonely our planet nature
Of this life being a class in a school
Of those that learn as lifes candles burn
Of many today still greed hearts of a fool

Of all the little things that matter so
Of being able to look deeply ever within
Of endless religions politics shallow minds
Who hypocritically invented a word called sin

Of country & outback of oringinal Aussies too
Who had it for thousands of years blood & tears
A **** site worst than many today ever knew

The first mostly un-known still Aussiepoet
Writing has been his entire life to date
Of love making love giving love hand in glove
The endless who'll all should know never too late

And despite all his own have labeled him so often
He has all a man could ask for in any form
To be loved by one who loves him endlessly
As he realizes there will be yet anoth dawn

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

WALKING THROUGH AN AGED HOSPITAL

I was on my way from one place to another
Within an aged hopital one day
And as I did I could not but hear
Will someone give me anything to take the pain away

I turned I looked and saw a once dedicated mother
Who had raised a family now just dumped in here
I walked over to her took her head in my hands
And kissed her as she'd not been for many a year

The look of pain vanished and replaced by a smile
Saying softly oh I've not been kissed like that
Looking into my eyes whispered anther please
Of such I can not within remember or I'll eat my hat

I kissed her once again as this angel earned the right
To be appreciated for all she'd done for home family
She lay back with a smile closed her eyes gently
The pains all gone now dear one how I thank thee

On the way back her bed was empty i asked how come
They said she just passed away smiling ever so
They don't have drugs that can do that anymore
Walking away with tears in eyes and no pain to go

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

OK  BACK TO POETRY .. FOR ME ..

Its the whold world of greed and self desire
That lights all as is for their mis-guided fire
All instructing intead of simply learning
In a school a life where closed minded sin quire

Natre is everywhere always was always it will be
And it is starving for appreciation mountains to sea
Beauty unending vastness beyound comprehention free
Leave the mobile take note book and go walk among thee

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

ITS GETTING TO BE ALMOST IMPOSSIBLE

In this day and age the book of life has lost a page
Old values integrity respect decorum to say least
What can one say to most who know not these things
And born without them raised by the f..ck you beast

I'd be the wealthiest man today if I had a dime
Of what I've given away to many over my time
Dropped all I was doing to lend a hand in seconds
And I'd do likewise again as I'v done down the line

I've risk my life to save others so often true
Its all my own father would have done and did do
I've always had presence of mind never had to think
While many watched I was there and back its true

My first birth I delivered my son 1966 on my own
And re that have done so several times no training
When some things happen they land in ones lap
Come sunshine storms day or night or even raining

But these days simply common sense almost a fantasy
Its bown away with the winds of decency long ago
Its almost impossible for me to use any form of decrum
On endless who of these things will never know

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

THE QUESTION IS

What Camera is it doing at the wedding
She is of no relation come what may
A complete insult to Diana is this cow
Prince Charles should keep this woman away

So she was chaeses play thing before Dians
And during as well dare I stoop to say
At best she should sit watching home on T V
The whole family do as they please on any day

Its so wrong but them above their own laws
An insult to Diana as is the family at best
And Chaeles needs to see a right royal shrink
I doubt if he'd pass the given basic test

Talk about hide and lack of concideration
This woman should be at home with the herd
But this is a family so full of themselves
Like taking trigonometry to 1st class in a word

My thought ..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
( What would I know about these things you ask ?? My Mother
was DIRECTLY related to Queen Victoria .. She was a MINCHIN ..
The Minchin in charge of the horse brigade was a MINCHIN ..
The first Admirable on the first ever Britanica was a Minchin ..
I have in my veins the same blood line .. ( Not skiting about that )
One in every approx 5-6000 has it ..Originates in the Sth of France ....NOT A LOVER OF ROYALS AT ALL ..

A soul can literally sit watching for hours on end
Next to the flickering light of a camp fire bright
Under out back skies full of stars that are so high
But still clearer than any place are they at night
As the flames they dance in perfect motion always
How one with company or even camped there on ones own
Can without noticing anything at all just remembering
Almost everywhere every place and everyone ones known
How the most beautiful words of poetry and lyric come
And at that time one swears to remember them all until
But just like most life's magic things and moments grand
To remember most of them at all I guess one never will
Almost as if dream time dancing of the flickering flames
They dance wildly captivating with charisma in their way
One sits and thinks and watches them silently for hours
Sometimes and almost until the early coming of the day
Its such a wonderful magic and such a majestic experience
Sitting watching the dancing of camp fire flames at night
With the peace of mind one then can freely know and find
Ever so tranquilly spending the night by a camp fire bright.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

Take away all the dreams .. the games
The hurts and joys of yesterday~
The ways you d like it all to be
The believing in the prayers you pray~

Take away the emotions many
That guide us all the time~
The need to be needed so
And to have things oh so fine~

All the little things we depend upon
And the things we think we do~
And you end up with someone
Who can still make it through~

Seems a little far fetched but
There's always another way to open a gate~
And to look at life yet another way
And give yourself a brand new slate~

Then you give it all that you have to give
With what you have left its true~
This time giving it your heart and soul
And you ll get there and never more be blue~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright ( 1992. ) 2018

Old cow your bones are brilliant
As they bask there in the sun~
How you've paid for drought conditions
And now your time on earth is done~
You died out upon this lonely plain
Without a blade of grass at all~
No water holes out here not one
And no rain ever seems to fall~
Your soul has to be in a better place
Far better than out here old cow~
You died from thirst and starvation
And this place looks no different now~
Its still an arid and heartless land
And there's no cows out here but you now~
But I feel they d know what you went through
And how you died somehow~
But you never died for nil old cow
You still act as a memory and a sign~
That this place is no place to be
And a **** good place to leave behind~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright ( 1972 )  2018

Away up the top  in Australia
Simply days drive from anywhere at all~
We were camped on the side of a river bank
Not far from a wet season water fall~
Running outa food to some extent
I assured them we were fine~
That I as camp cook had enough to last us
And tonight as usual we were gonna dine~
We were up there on a top end fishing trip
And Id been up there before~
Where the best fish were only caught
In the land that I adore~
One bloke had a friend with him
Who was a city well fed chum~
And he kept boasting how his wife could cook
As he sat swigging on the last of his ***~
I knew they were going up stream for the day
To fish and do some prospecting up the way~
And I told them tonight a real Irish stew
And he replied that sounds real good ay~
He said no way I can eat that bush tucker
I gotta have whats proper and comes from shops~
I don't eat that out back wild bush Tucker stuff
It ll never pass through my chops~
But Irish stew yes that ll do
It sounds real good ta me~
When we get back from up the track
I ll have my share you wait an see~
So they left in one direction
And I left in the other~
Hoping the thick bushland would act as
To my rifle shots a cover~
I shot a Roo and a Goanna
A Bandicoot and one wild cat~
And then I shot a large parrot
Got a young croc in the water and headed back~
A little ways from the camp
I used a fallen log as a butchers block~
And then I got this big bucket full
Of meaty bits right to the top~
The fire now lit and big cooking *** half full
I went on a wild herb search~
And when down by the river again
I got my self a pool trapped perch~
Added it as well to the stew
With bush herbs and thickened with some flour~
And I can tell in awhile it smelt so good
When they d be due back in about an hour~
Had honey Id robbed from a distant hive
So I made a patty cake or two~
With what flour I had left
Yep .... That ll surely do~
Well when they got back the aroma drifted
And they picked it up down the track~
And couldn't wait to eat the lot
And complimented the cook for the snack~
The city bloke that did all the complaining
About running out of food~
Said he was sorry that he went on a bit
And didn't mean to be at all rude~
He said Id have died if I had to eat bush Tucker
And believe me it is true~
In all my life .. including the wife
Never tasted a better Irish stew~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright ( 1970 )  .....2018

He never knew just what he had it's true
When he had all a man could want in life~
Angels that loved him , depended upon him
A good christian and loving wife~
But some little boys just never grow up
When it comes to being mature~
They keep searching for yet better love
When they have love that always will endure~
But you havent got to be real smart
To figure out what happened to him~
He ended up with another no way as good
And her chances of being so were slim~
His little angels how they cried for him
Their mother blamed herself for it all~
Because the one she loved had told her so
It all almost drove her right up the wall~
Destroyed a lot of her confidence
And it all set her back aways~
Some little boys will always be little boys
Searching for more love still their latest craze~
Some little boys will always be little boys
Some simply never grow to be men~
By the time they have found they have lost it all
Way too late to go back once ag'en~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988  brought forward

IF ANYTHING IN LIFE GETS TO ME

If theres anything in life that really gets to me
Has me wheel around and snap and let go my mind
Is when any male refers to women as being a sl...t
Its turn around time nomatter whom where you'll find

Some guy who has no respect she probably has said NO
It hurt his male pride ego and self oppinion I'd say
I give it to them on no uncertain terms loud and clear
Regardless if it be anywhere if it be even night or day

How dare these brain dead are allowed to as much breath
To refer to women as so many in life often do true
One smart remark and he's on the ground and stays there
It's the lowest ever thing a guy can say near me or do

Usually without any reason upon this earth so wrong
I've had it with the male species in regards to this
Almost always it's egotisicle be they religious souls
Or at a mens drinking bar having been on the p..ss

The male species have so much to learn re respect
Been this way since time it's self was born long ago
I don't even stop think speed of a human blink
And I there and then let them really know

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

OH  IT  COULD  BE  IT  WOULD  BE

Oh it could well be and it for sure it would be
Even if the sun turned out its lights for real
In the largest crowd wondering searching for you
I'd find for my soul knows how your soul does feel

There is not another love another aura another one
That sends the same loving vibrations through me
Within a crowd of enless my soul would confess thers
Only one electronic seductive love thsts within thee

A most romantic bolt of loves own lightening I feel
Even within the most crowded room I feel it ever so
Words could explain any more than the pain of a flower
Having just been picked instead of allowing it to grow

Or how a dying wave feels upon a shore to disolve
Like a green leaf blown away from its mother tree
Like the parting of a cloud being seperated thus two
Or never heard words never having been in a dictionary

Only as one together for eternity untill times done
Could explain the spontanious combustion of us both
Without any form of a test us two are perfections best
To love as none has in all of time our hearts own oath

As soon as your soul is near my soul it knows no fear
My very heart could measure your distance away from me
Within the blindest of light without a trace of sight
I'd know deeply within that again together we'd be

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

THE NEXT TIME

The next time you are mucking out the horse stable
Stop for a second allow one thought to come to mind
God he as well created all those flys all over you
Believe it they are not real hard in there to find

Next time your sitting out in the country squatted
Away out of sight under a great big old country tree
Doing naturally what you really there needed so to do
In your jeans you spot a deadly spider looking at thee

The next time half way home from the shop really loaded
With several heavy bags as you walked for shop not far
And a truck passed splashing you with ***** street water
You never knew God would have it rain why take the car

Next time your watching a movie on T V husband away
And your naked as a bought chicken visitors arrive
You were just before taking a shower a house full
Praise the Lord for after all at least your alive

You live in a lovely home with lovely gardens too
And the old house next door just got sold its true
The worst family of criminals ten kids a pedaphile
All now living in there and right next door to you

Remember its said love your neighbor like family
They as well have a karioki with big speakers there
Full blast day and night all of the time heavy metal
Five barking dogs and no fences love life its divine

Kids no respect for others homes their gardens as well
They fill your gargage bin with all of theirs too
One of the kids is learning drums another saxaphone
God wants everyone to get along loving each other true


Next time beer bottles in your garden dog droppies
In your garden on driveway their toys in your pool
Smile and praise God Over dogs karioki screaming kids
Because you know that God loves you and hes no fool

The door bell keeps ringing can I borrow this and that
Tools sugar things disaperaing all the time of late
Remenber God he wants you to love everyone on earth
Regardless who they are rich or poor across the slate

The husband next door now uses binoculars watching you
Even through windows in bedrooms too it now seems
God wants everyone be good souls kind and conciderate
loving one and all to help all obtain of their dreams

Your underwear vanishes from your clothes line too
Bras and ******* must be the next doors thing its so
Oh God another broken window cricket ball in bedroom
In that bible man wrote turn the other cheek let it go

Footballs daddies golf ***** shes 20 stone loves bikinies
Its so hot asking mind if use your pool for awhile
None of your friends visit anymore endless excuses made
Remenber God knows best grin and bare it remember to smile

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

HOW COME YOU ALWAYS NEED MORE SUGAR

I just got back from over seas saved some money
Bought myself a lovely home in a lovely place
Heaps of room to plan a garden landscaped too
From home down to the road simply loads of space

Never took long next door to find I lived alone
Still young retired army rank just bought the home
A good cook house keeper too no way skin and bone
Planting flowering trees gardens loved them as grown

Up on my second floor padio stars they shone at night
Sitting there peace in freshest air beyound compare
A few beers salami watching the world go slowly by
Then I heard a yell from below is anybody there

I walked down opened front door suffering pole cats
The moonlight shone through all she there wore
A sight a retired major was not used to seeing true
I can't really remember but I think I may have swore

She said with wine under one arm a kind of welcome
And as it goes I'm right out of suger too by the way
Thought I might **** two birds with the same stone
Give a little get a little as my mother used to say

I said come in sit down your from next door right
She crossed her legs then changed her comfort there
I was enjoying a cigar at the time loved the wine
But almost choked on both gasping for some for air

It was I suppose a hot night but I wear more to bed
She asked you ok I always dress this way when hot
My God and this lived next door my mind boggled
I said well sugar must say I do have such a lot

Out of her bag another two bottles of wine came
And not of the cheaper brand to say the least
From the refrigerator I got a dish of salami
Oh I love this stuff i'll stock up for a feast

They say angels have a sense of humor might be
A blackout all lights gone the music player too
Or maybe a couple of mates I lost over seas
Some of them always playing jokes so true

Came over and sat next to me love this leather
No lights and never could handle real good wine
I think she had a tollerance re this situation
Whispered I live alone one thing I have is time

Goodness I'd been away now for a six year stretch
I came here for well earned peace of mind
I thought to myself won't get much of that tonight
And besides beautiful she was ever so very kind

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

One day exploring I came across a soul
About as famous as one could in life be
Alone as that what she wished at the tie
To escape the prying eyes and to feel free

After talking just awhile trust was born
And with my vow never to mention a name
I spent the longest time knowing her
The full moon shone the dawn sun the same

Longer deeper trusting honesty became one
Just so to be themselves first time in ages
Almost impossible for them not to be so
Famours but lonely personal book many pages

To relax undress disguise by candle and fire
Simply to be with another no autographs desire
Not young deeply sublime a soul became the cryer
Abandon trust release of feelings in public brier

My word remains as is still untill I one day die
A soul so very known yet lonely as could ever be
To love such a precious gem as I did back when
To have known the release love as deep as the sea

terrence michael sutton
copyrght 2018

I just came from a planet
Where true loves got a chance~
Where what is real does stays real
And they still believe in true romance~
A place with unending compassion
Where true love is just that~
No body plays mind games with each other
And believe me one day Im going back~
Just came from a planet
Where a man knows the simplest way~
To a real womans heart and soul
With true love that never goes away~
Just came from a planet
Where a woman is so aware~
That boys will be boys and girls will be girls
And true loves beyond compare~
Where romance doesnt wilt away
And true love doesnt up and leave~
No broken hearts there not a single one
And nobody knows how to disieve~
Just came from a planet
Where heavens not that far away~
And angels really do exist
And when they love they love to stay~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

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
Nomatter 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 2018

How I still ever so do remember
When our lips cried for the hanging on~
And after when our lips they parted slowly
In a way that overestimated every sung love song~
Our hands hung on as we slowly moved away
And still long after you had gone my love~
Your beautiful fragrance how it graced my shirt
And as my heart beat and I thanked God above~
Never could I ever forget that first magic moment
I never in this lifetime never could~
As it is calved into my memory,heart and soul
Like a deep heart calved into a tree and wood~
And still now after all of this time it seems
Here I still hold within my arms that same loving dream~
And you are to this day the one that holds my heart
You rein there as my hearts own very queen~
I knew when we met all my prayers had been answered
Just the way that I dreamed once they would be~
You are my one true love forever and always
And you will always be within my heart and a part of me~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

Romance Was Born In Ireland .. { And It was }

Romance was born in Ireland
The longest time ago~
When a very little lady
Wore a bonnet with a bow~
She sat upon a tuft of grass
Warming herself within the sun~
Along come a leprechaun
And then her heart was won~
Romance was born in Ireland
The longest time ago~
And why they first called it romance
I guess we'll never know~
But romance was born in Ireland
The longest time ago~
When a very little lady
Wore a bonnet and a bow~
Ever since that day it's been romance
It never had before~
And those first two they fell so inlove
Each other forever they adored~
Romance was born in Ireland
The longest time ago~
And why they first called it romance
I guess we'll never know~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1984 & again 2018

There is simply nothing that can ever
Compare to real soul to soul true love~
Two feeling exactly the same about each other
With his blessing from above~
Many they try to describe it
I myself at times how I do as well try~
But words they simply don't get very close
To tell of what gives the heart this special sigh~
I tell of two notes of music in perfect harmony
Two birds flying as one within the sky~
Two leaves dancing down together from a tall tree
Two fishes swimming together slowly by~
Two clouds away above the ground
Slowly becoming one~
Like two hearts becoming one heart
Together till forever till kingdom come~
When two souls decide to be together
In every possible way~
Thats when they know they have found real true love
To last forever and a day~
Perfection in poetry and in motion
Two hearts making love , both creating a whole~
To match any and all romantic tales that be
Back as far as days of old~
Two entities becoming the same one thing
Inlove in every romantic sublime way~
The perfection of real true heart felt being inlove
That will last forever and a day~
But even though I am knowing this feeling
As does my one true live it's true~
It's so wonderful,so beautiful,So heavenly
I still can't explain how grand it is to you~


Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018

They say you'v never lived at all
Till you are not afraid to die~
I have in the past been in this situation
And once looking back I could almost cry~
At that time it seems fear is exempt
It's not even upon your mind~
Placed for unknown reasons in a situation
you seem to leave all else but where you are behind~
Its an overwhelming feeling in its self
You are ******* mentally with responsibility~
Almost as if on a positive drug within
You are faced with setting a situation free~
No chance at that time to think at all
Not placed in this being so by choice~
I never panic at the time but after I'm a mess
And go to pieces rather than rejoyce~
Looking back in memory at somethings
Them I've never ever forgot~
Still have no idea at all thinking of back when
How come these things in life can be ones lot~
I am no way the hero type in life
Never seen myself that way at all~
But when a soul is placed in these situations
Something takes over for the thus then call~
I have not got a single clue this day
One can be taken over for reasons why~
But one during this does what one has to do
I know you'v never lived till your not afraid to die~
All you can think of at this time at all
And I never ever wish to go back~
Is that you have no other option but to do
What you have been handed with a whack~
But looking back in acurate memory
And I still shiver some when I try~
I know you've never really lived at all
Till you are not afraid to die~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018

If ever you are not with me here
You will always be near~
I will always love you
Never have any fear~
You are every where I am
Always in my heart and mind~
I will always love you
Our love is forever you will find~
Every room holds your memory
Every mirror holds your face~
I will always love you
I will always feel your embrace~
Never for a single second
Will I not feel that your with me~
I will always love you
Together we will always be~
Together or when we are apart
We will always be as one~
I will always love you
Just I have since we begun~
Our hearts they are the same heart
Our love forever true~
Forever and till eternity
I will always love you~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018