Contradictions of life how they exist today
At home the garden flowers bloom the same way
In another place two as if country heads
Another game of monopoly how they play

Both not all that brighter than the others gloom
At home peace of mind seems running out of room
Common sense it needs a brand new as if broom
While two play “I'm king Of The Castle “ sun and moon

Totally confused the normal live each new day
Doing things as always the same old way
Politics crazy the religious waste time and pray
Like as if the one they call Jesus comes yells HEY

Every day at home its trying to make ends
While these two debate I dance better than you
The world I myself feel better without them true
While all religion plays the same song right through

The earth has been wiped clean five times before
And here are these two trying to open yet another door
Common sense I don't know which one has more
At home the normal peace of mind adore

So simple it would be the entire world all as one
But greed and wealth and stupidity lives moon and sun
Not a soul upon earth was not born and wll die when done
And all they destroy and as if collect they take none

So here at home the meek they live each day
Wishing religious political madness would just go away
The contradictions of life all their games play
At home just another beautiful thus far Monday

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

A poet writes of life as they know it to be
Of things that matter so to them~
They share their thoughts and feelings so
Of future' Their now ' Away back when~
Positivity in every way although
Life has in reality it's up's and down's~
If one does not see life as it is
Within some fantassy world so many drown~
Life for the most created now by man alone
The life we know today it's true~
The life the poet now sees in reality
Has mans touch all of the way through~
But as well a poet tries to see all the flowers
And the love that is still to be found~
Nature and all of Gods gifts to us
And good loving hearts and souls around~
At those that look deeply within a soul
Regardless of colour and or race~
At all of Gods own children
And at our one planet here in space~
A poet feels the very pain
As they as well feel the joy~
And the love of all upon earth
Of every born girl and boy~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018

Aussies have a sense of humor
Can be as serious too as hell
Depending on the then situation
You'll know if you know one well

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

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

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

Just give him whats deservered so fine

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

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

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

When you think you've reached a dead end
In life .. simply choose a new direction~
There's a million doors yet to open
That need no effort for detection~
To quit is not and never the answer
Choose another way to go~
Therese a new life waiting for you
People who will love you ever so~
Its all a question of truth and destiny
To find the reasons you were born~
What you've to do within your lifetime
Every day from dawn till dawn~
Don't ever be discouraged by the quitters
Know in your heart you deserve the best~
Search for it honestly and deliberately
Know you've got what it takes to pass the test~
If you need to calm the restlessness
Take a long look at your needs~
Walk out from the swamp onto life's highway
And never return again to the reeds~
Once you lose sight of your dreams in life
And your deepest emotional needs and feelings within~
You know then that its time , yours and mine
To think of yourself and that's not a sin~
If you've no tears left to cry then who are you
When you no longer care your as good as dead~
Then a whole life of love and destiny
Wasted ...ended ...put to bed~
All the answers to life's questions are waiting
For you to press on , seek and find~
And if you lose interest in searching
Your chances of happiness then left behind~
Creation and creating never ceases
As we all create every single day~
And know you do too , Your needed its true
So go get it , do it in your way~
But one things for sure you do matter
And your loved by just more than a few~
So keep it in mind , never leave this behind
Always , To thine own self be true~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1993

ADULTS ONLY  OK ..
Even Australian Cockatoos know better
than TRUMP ..
https://youtu.be/Xp73CjcO1Eg

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

A little here a little there as good as a smile
I see a soul on the street nothing to eat
I buy an extra bun or two all worthwhile
A little here a little there very hard to beat

During the 2nd world war my dad for sure
Had his own problems to say the very least
But alway bought a little extra to give away
So a few he knew could even then enjoy a feast

If any happen to see some of my poetry and think
Oh from that I could add a tune and create a song
Pick up that guitar and play and sing it your way
Maybe a middle 8 or a cord break  to keep it strong

Imagination a wonderful thing a good point made
Things down the street that you've seen on the day
A poem thus burn allows the genie out of the ern
All smallest forms of insidentle giving your way

What goes around does come around all so very true
Become your inner souls voice tell it your way rejoyce
Someone thats somwhere will feel beyound compare
You adding a positive feeling giving life some are ..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Away long before man ever existed this time
Earth was created for us to live upon
More beautiful then we can ever comprehend
Then man turned up and like the first ever song

He decided he knew better than any such god
And soon with his attitudes still alive today
He disrespected earth the one sent to love him
And he blamed her for all that stood in his way

He still blames her as always for lifes all wrongs
He wrote of it sung of it in every almost male form
And to this very day giving her such ridicule
Forgetting without her he'd not ever have been born

In over three hundred religions bibles by the score
She today has to fight for any respect from man
When all the while he should be aware of this
But still his ignorance matches his greedy demand

Right now today in mans own way his game to play
And the very reason he's alive at all he abuses so
I could not count the ways he's put her down
Since time began so very very long  ago

I repeat if you wanted to explain life in one word
There could never in time be another
Who on earth of any living worth girth to girth
Argue wit me when I whisper MOTHER ..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

https://youtu.be/NBMa97en5_Q

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

I FEEL A MUD PIE ON THE WAY

We are not talking about the games jusy now
We are looking at the entire future of earth
And myself the meeting thats just been held
Far as I can see has very little so far worth

Nothing has happened yet but a lot of talking
The rockets they still exist as they did before
Along with a lot of signing and hand shakes
I would not take all above for granted for sure

One does not count the chicken before they hatch
I learned as much when I first read Henny Penny
I think this could well be .. more about Trump
And a real time .. I'm better by far than any

Trump does not run the Pacific or Australia
The war games should continue as intended
I feel a mud pie is on the way hope I'm wrong
No way the war games should be suspended

I simply see not all appears as it might to be
And this being Trumps I'm the greatest yet
This is not in any way come what may
A game of tennis over finished game match set

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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 .

As I sat way above the lower valley
I admired the mountain that was there
Down it's sides tall pines grew lower
As if upon a maiden her longest hair

The colors on it's face smiled in sunlight
As clouds passed it gave expressions true
It's soul lived since days of so very old
Yet to this day seduced viewers old and new

Natures seasons had dressed her accordingly
A mountain of deepest thoughts of memory
Silently it had seen generations as they grew
Never telling of what it knew of passed or to be

I sat looking at it in total admiration of view
So beautuful within it's being yet as if also wise
A mountain that diserved credit for it's beauty
A natural pleasure to all soul mind and eyes

I gave it the name of all things naturaly created
I think of my thoughts of it there it surely knew
I called it “ ALL THINGS MOUNTAIN “
It danced among it's trees as mountain winds blew

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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 1988

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

True we are here to learn but as well
Here for a good time not a time long
Life slips away every day in every way
Of this must be some where a song

At times one thinks this is no good
Same thing every single day it seems
Reality getting harder to handle of late
No time to even think of ones dreams

They say lifes made of choices I say
Some's choices are just too much true
How can any live a decent life when
Others choices often .. I'm fine F..You

Then pressures rise and it hits the fan
Not in any nicest way at times its so
When others ignorance all that matters
Some souls lose it and simply lets it show

Those of little consideration for others
We find the apple falls close to the tree
And this adds to already stresses and strife
When pressures rise the victims set all free

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018

( 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.

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

A big old tree as naked
As a big old tree can be~
Standing in the red sand
Away out where everything is free~
Tumble weeds they lay about
And everything is still~
The sky all the same shade of blue
And only a slight breeze it moves at will~
But life out here does exist
The lizards and the likes~
Nothing moves much during the day
They all come out at night~
The nights they are as cold as sin
And the days are as hot as hell~
And the desert sands change all the time
Away out here where white man couldn't dwell~
Only the Aboriginee can survive
In a place that's often as hot as boiling fat~
For only they know how to live
In a land that could burn your hat~
Away out here in this arid land
Where water is as good as nil~
Little food and little shelter here
Where a man can soon lose his will~
The Australian Simpson Desert
A land that knows no care at all~
Not a place to be alone and unprepared
Many have died here trying not to fall~

Terrence Michael; Sutton
copyright 1988.

https://youtu.be/4Ho-EzrsE2U

And they are all the reasons the planet
Is knowing so much woe
No concideration for others
As through life they go ..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

Over all of my life with all it's had over time
There's one thing that has a soul feel at home..
Than to listen to the music of the very soul
Having one feel at peace knowing we are not alone''
Soft music that has one stop what one might be doing
Bringing a stillness love peace of mind and happiness..
Within every mile that my soul has traveled in time
There's a music that says my soul is home I confess..
If only my long now gone own father could hear it
With all his woe and stress for giving his absolute all..
If only he could now sit beside me now and listen
To this music as upon my ears heart and soul it does fall..
There's a love within it like I've never heard before
A welcome understanding soul hugging caring sound..
One that a very soul could never not listen to in life
And bringing a we are all family here to be found..
If there was anything that could explain to a soul
That the music from this often misunderstood place..
Told of how all here were so deeply within themselves
Having one realize how loving all are with godly grace..
I am magnetized by the beautiful Filipino's songs
That's  theirs alone from deep within all the while..
Having one know sincerely here they are at last home
So much love within their voices resting life's long mile..
No matter what I'm doing I stop to listen intensely
And it has my soul know that I've found my home..
Where deep within all love and understand each other
And where here one will never again ever in life be alone..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2014

We the victims of Pied Pipers ..  

Theres only one thing genarally speaking
Upon our earth that more dangerous true
Than anything on our earth that breathes
Being Humans and mostly politicians through

If theres anything at all thats worse by far
Those that vote these talk and say nothing in
I have no regard for man created religions
But all of above should be in the manopoly bin

I've listened to them every day ona nedia as well
Of who can do what and why they should be
While the entire earth does as it wants to usually
The pied pipers leading planet earth to the sea

I see yet another civilization becoming history
In millions of years they'll ask what'd they do
The earth don't care without this entire race
Life upon earth might just start anew

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

All  of my life I did whats right always
Never faulted myself those loved family
And here I am looking at the sun up there
How it reminds me so very much of me

The things its seen come on earth and go
My admiration as well for the moon on high
Reliable depended upon always on the job
I worked cared for took after as it on high

Even at school oh worry her not a good girl
While they loved laughed enjoyed ever day
And while I'd been there for every single one
The fun games of life how they'd all play  

So many gods they all worshiped long ago
Took up too much of their precious time
So eventually they cut it down to just one
Man wrote his several books in one all fine

They look back on fullest ever lives gone by
I sit here alone thinking after all said and done
Who's right who's wrong many a poen a song
Who after all said and done who really won

terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018

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

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

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

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

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

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


terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018

POLITICS SND RELIGION TAKES A NEW DEAL

Big meeting they say very soon to be
Forget the trade war as soon you'll see
Australia says we'll dontate Barnaby Joice
USA says Bill Clinton isn't busy hope he's free

Russia says our girls are better than all by far
China says well all it takes is a brand new car
UK laughs wait till we make a plan or two ha ha
North Korea says ok lets party happiness no scar

The Pope says see theres always a better way
We'll all drink spirits every night and day
As long as there's no taxes for us to pay
Prince Charlse says your not coming Camelia ay

All loving each other peace of mind does exist
A oneness where every single soul gets kissed
Not too mention all of them very p....issed
Hillery says its all in but no smoking to be missed

One could really go on about this all day and night
Simply not a soul unhappy and not a single fight
No sexist no raceism religion o anything of the like
Pauline says OK I'm game a great end to plight

Doesn't matter what whom they choose to wear
In matters of love it's true everything on earth is fair
No more debating problems not a single as if care
The entire world can enjoy it all and let down their hair

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

There aren't a lot of dinkum Aussies left
They are as scarce as legs of mutton~
But there's a dinky die one still exists
His name is Terry Sutton~
I met him in my travels mate
A writer and poet too is he~
With his philosophies of rare extent
It all sounded so good to me~
He wonders round the world and country side
Just ask him where he lives~
Australia Mate .. he'll answer back
And I'll take there what gives~
He has an open eye and an open mind
Thats where contentment lies~
This beauty in impartial view
Is grace within his honest eyes~
How i admire him for his energy
And his conditioning of mind~
His acceptance of all natures gifts
And his outlook .. colour blind~

Copyright 1988

Written By
Patric Bade ..
A dear friend and fellow writer and traveler ..
One I came to respect endlessly ..

Who needs to take a rod anf hooks
When going fishing in the Philippine
One just needs a whopping great net
And be invisible as not to be seen

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Our planet has been in a mess before
With religion politics behind of war
Born during ww2 seen it all for sure
When powers that be opened that door

Australians were at korea many died
War is not the answer another egg fried
Then Vietnam was not our war in any way
When Johnson did as he did so many died

Now weve a hidden agenda lips sealed tight
Russia USA telling all they'll save plight
But in reality they have secret in their can
While convincing all everythings alright

But its all been before seen it years ago
Started happening finished over its so
Political ego's let loose to run a muck
Eve In the middle innocent souls die as we know


Weve been in a mess before lost all we adore
Endless children died families by the score
Money over population and way lots more
Empoyment as well so they tell us for sure

Those older than fifty remember so well
All younger they know stories others tell
But now this mess now how it rings a bell
Politicians always right religions tell of sin and hell

My feelings are just plant a tree a garden free
Allow the growth to grow and be
Adore the high mountais oceans and the dea
Weve been in a mess before all older will agree

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

To Thine Own Self Be True

( With due concideration of and for others )
  I sent this to a poetic Angel I admire
  but thought I'd pop it on anyway .. )

When you think you've reached a dead end
In life .. simply choose a new direction~
There's a million doors yet to open
That need no effort for detection~
To quit is not the answer
Choose another way to go~
Therese a new life waiting for you
People who will love you so~
Its all a question of truth and destiny
To find the reasons you were born~
What you've to do within your lifetime
Every day from dawn till dawn~
Don't ever be discouraged by the quitters
Know in your heart you deserve the best~
Search for it honestly and deliberately
Know you've got what it takes to pass the test~
If you need to calm the restlessness
Take a long look at your needs~
Walk out from the swamp onto life's highway
And never return again to the reeds~
Once you lose sight of your dreams in life
And your deepest emotional needs and feelings within~
You know then that its time , yours and mine
To think of yourself and that's not a sin~
If you've no tears left to cry then who are you
When you no longer care your as good as dead~
Then a whole life of love and destiny
Wasted ...ended ...put to bed~
All the answers to life's questions are waiting
For you to press on , seek and find~
And if you lose interest in searching
your chances of happiness then left behind~
Creation and creating never ceases
As we all create every day~
And know you do too , Your needed its true
So go get it , do it in your way~
But one things for sure you do matter
And your loved by just more than a few~
So keep it in mind , never leave this behind
always , To thine own self be true~.

( The most STUPID thing I've ever heard said / Read / Or became aware of as if ..
ALL THINGS ARE FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR ..
THEY are NOT .. NEVER WAS .. NEVER WILL BE ..

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1993

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You and I among the pine
Our love as one we entwine
I am yours you are mine
We love alone spending time

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Ever still the billabong
As tranquill grasses move~
Seed falls from overhanging tree
In still water rings spread in circled groove~
Wider and yet wider still
A small duck has seen it all before~
As ripples travel out of sight
Till they don't exist there anymore~
No body will ever know on earth
That this seed in billabong it fell~
Forgotten soon under palest daytime moon
Those that saw it forgot as well~
Just a smallest frame of happening
In a second in a day~
Away out back in a billabong
But nature it will have its way~
So many of earths smallest things
Go un noticed in our time~
But to me this was as important as
And I felt should be put to rhyme~
All the tiny smallest little things
That happen every day~
Are to me as important as
Anything on earth that might occur here come what may~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2007

Reasearch is done I'm told on T V of late
Why the middle of the Sun is hotter there
Than the surface of the Sun is they ask
And they are scientists beyond compare

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018

Generally Speaking .. It's a concern ..
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ALMOST TOTALLY CONTROLLED

Filipino's are the most beautiful people but in life
Filipino's assume a lot as it is a lot of the time..
They don't seem to always deeply consider things
As sadly religion fills so very much of their mind..
With most of their growing years doing as told
Never it seems they question but have faith always..
Thus not ever seeming to be all in full control of all
But leaving so much of life to the one they praise..
Their IQ often becomes daunted generally speaking
Thinking God will save all in life upon any given day..
Not one on this earth has ever had any proof at all
Of the very one they spend so much of life to pray..
They very often assume what is the case in any case
Seeming not being mostly all that they could in fact be..
As they have ever so been taught since day one to obey
With this harness on they feel that still they are free..
Much like riding down hill on a bike without any pads
They are all told sorry no contraception allowed for you..
And yet so many lives are over before they've begun
Children carrying children and having babies sadly true..
Beautiful people under a weight they could live without
Remaining faithful to the cause of life's woe since day one..
Reality naturally cries out to them for love in the making
And it's the girls that end up with wrecked lives done..
Boys just making sure their bits and pieces all work fine
While the young girls so oftenly young singing a baby song..
Filipino's always blame anything but the religion followed
Being brainwashed that God would not could not be wrong..
And yet they all live in a country full of death and crime
How all the time they could be singing more of life's song..
While every single piece of their anatomy and mind and soul
Being the gift of their very birth and being born all along..
And still religion holds this and them with emotional blackmail
With them obeying all religion endlessly in life right through..
Without them being allowed contraception even schoolgirls up
With them if they don't know they simply assume that they do..
Religion it's been a sham since it seems forever and a crime
Professing to assume that God in the name of God by man..
And here not we have a country full of brilliance woefully bound
And all doing their best under this lie this weight best they can..
This being now generations of same closed minds is slavery
Easyie to controle and donate to the wealthies business tax free
I always followed the one they call Jesus who died at eighty five
In Kashmir studying buddism never had a religion that be
He knew where we go to but it's above human I Q to know
Instead of the simplicity of lovin one another religious say so
I'm not here to teach instruct advise nor save a single soul
But after this class it's the same for all the same way we all go

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2016

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

Alone we two at this time it's true
With loving upon our mind~
The fire burned as our hearts yearned
For the bonding of two hearts to find~
High within a country loft warm and soft
A world away from what we both know~
Two souls have we been with a destiny
To have both our hearts so inlove glow~
There were largest candles lighting the shadows
And there was music to play so soft~
The wind outside it sang it's natural tune
But so warm were we within the country loft~
From different worlds we two had come
But much the same within were we~
As we two had found our desires common ground
Within our high loft destiny~
How our hearts radiated prejudged joy
As our eyes had found that special glow~
And we became each others dream come true
For that first time that we came to know~
With the flickering fire light and candles bright
We drifted away into our own time~
A moment ever so dear as our love drew near
That special time that was yours and mine~
Time there and then for us stood still
As the wind blew and we heard night birds call~
And through the night with love and flickering light
Somewhere I'm sure a star did fall~
Sensuality as never for us known before
We reached places our souls had never known~
Not in any way aware of the world outside
Already we two learning how our love had grown~
At times not even aware that we were up there
Within this warmest loft so very high~
And we became one as the sky and the sun
And as within it the birds that fly~
We two taking our fondest longest time
Upon this one first night of our nights~
No way could we put into words at all
Our very hearts emotional flight of all flights~
Now as we two dream of life's past water in streams
We wish we could go back to where it begin~
Such sublime first time ecstasy for us both
Feeling to not dream of same almost a sin~
Returning after that night to your own world
I too sadly then made my retreat~
Both walking so ever high as dawn drew nigh
I can still hear your dancing feet~
There within a warm loft with music soft
You and I had been to places ever so new~
And we both learnt as fire and candles burnt
And outside how the wind it blew~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2007

We do not lose our loved ones
Not at all when they die~
They only shed their earthly bodies
So to greater heights now they can fly~
They .. Just as we one day
Have way further yet to go~
And after all is said and done
Upon this earth this time as we know~
We will never forget them
And they will never forget us it's true~
We love them and they love us
As we all do as we must do~
They for time are watching us
And beside us in ever so many a way-
They know of the love within our hearts
And their love for us will always stay-
We do miss them but of cause
And yes they miss us as well~
But they are doing as we will one day
So closer to God .. we can as well dwell~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2003 .

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

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 ..

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
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