OH  BIRD  UPON HIGH YOUR SILENCE SPEAKS
VOLUMES N A WORLD OF USELESS SCREAMS
I TRY TO ESCAPE THE NOISE COMBINED
AND DRIFT A LAND OF OLDEST DREAMS

I ADORE THE NIGHTS WHERE ALL IS QUIET
TO GIVE MY OVER WORKED MIND A REST
I'M WAY PASSED THE CONSTANT OITCH OF ALL
YOUR SILENCE HOW IT WORKS MY MIND THE BEST

REASON I SUPPOSE I SPENT MUCH TIME ALL ALONE
BY CHOICE NOT BY WORLD LIKE THIS DAYS NEED
WE ALL COULD HAVE SURVIVED BETTER LONG AGO
WITHOUT TODAYS ALWAYS ONGOING CONSTANT GREED

I LONG AGAIN TO SLEEP AS A CHILD OF NATURE
FAR AWAY FROM ALL ACTIVITY OF THE HUMAN RACE
WHERE ONLY YOU DO FLY SO SILENTLY HIGH
AND PEACE OF MIND TO THUS EMBRACE

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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Religions are a business organization
Founded of greed thoughts soul controll
As the little innocent souls that be
Bring them money since days of old

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Each and ever memory in its own form
Have their own true stories so to tell
They give on sight telapathic vibes
Of the experiences they lived so well

We see them every day around in life
And their stories we can as if hear
As they still live to tell us of a time
Their stories ever real and to them dear

Lessons we can all still learn from them
Of things in time gone by we never knew
All to be heard by souls that stop to listen
Of memories many stories ever real and true

Be so great at times to simply completely forget
Of somethings that haunt your very soul of a day
A song even a flower something somebody says
One wishes at times they's just go away

We all so often just walk past upon at a time
And do not stop to take in the stories then told
To listen to what these memories have all to say
Of away back then in their days of so old.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

Always every day come what may
Strive to be happy inside outside too
Know your friends who are your friends
All sincerely deeply wish this for you

But live your life free of strife be proud
Always be open honest speak your mind
Those who are your friends will understand
Because they love you always you'll find

Be cheerful merry wear that smile always
Know you are admired for whom you are
And if any don't their problem not yours
Know that you were created to go far

Have yourself each day a beautiful day
Never be shy of anything in your day
Always walk that walk and talk that talk
Be all you can be in every single way

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

In my life over time I’ve made lots of money
Provided all inside a home that’s good
Given children an education and care
Done after all said and done that I should
My life has not been a smooth ride at all
As all decisions depend upon others you love
Choices made those sometimes not top grade
Due to others and situations and God above
But generally I always did a good job through
Though some others might completely all agree
But one thing for sure and forever more
I always gave my best always and sincerely
I know men that are friends and millionaires
And with all they have still not happy heart and soul
After all said and done almost every one
Cant obtain with wealth real love as in days of old
They seek the priceless things money cannot buy
As money cannot buy priceless things its true
Priceless things that are gifts from God above
That only good loving hearts know have and knew
Money has never been my God or my master
I’ve been ridiculed for being in life of this view
But that’s the way I am and always have been
True love peace of mind and happiness would only do
Its been a hard and longest road I traveled in life
But I knew in my heart how for me it all must only be
My overwhelming search for these Gods gifts of simplicity
Has given me all I ever searched for my one destiny
I’ve kept the most precious values of my own father
As he had them all and kept them right to the grave
I was determined not to end up as he did in life
He died not achieving all in life he did so crave
Peace of mind real true love and absolute happiness
The very things money cannot and never will be able to buy
I have all the things money cannot buy in life at all
Thanks to God above I will never in life will deny
And all things my life I never will regret good and bad
As they all brought me right to where I am today
And my life is now more than ever so complete its true
I have today all the things money can never ever buy in any way  .

Terrence Michael Sutton ..
copyright 2018

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

DOWN DEEP IN THE GARDEN

I love getting down deep in my garden
Always plenty to find to down there to do
All my vegitables and seeds to sow
And merigolds keep insects away too

I have my own secrets re propergation
How to have all down there simply thrive
Companion plants to plant closer still
And others to keep all down there alive

I use a lot of my mothers older ideas
still as good as away back then I say
All about herbs and endless other things
That are great and still work well today

What and where to grow things what not
Striking bulbs and different cuttings too
Whats best potted whats better in beds
Planted in old wheel barrows a good few

I love climbers but never near the house
They get into places and hard to prevent
Better on a trellis away in the garden
And once grown then all can be heaven sent

When using manures best only in dry form
Clumps of Daisies Red Pokers Or Cannas too
Great in damper corners to grow at leasure
Along pathways Pansies and Violet so blue

Nothing like a spot down the back with the lot
Gooseberries Rasberries well potted to grow
Right out of the way a Mulberry tree
Down deep in the garden peacef of mind to know

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

I know there's no way I'm the only one there is
That life has tested ever so
But in reality I feel just so protected by
Over time powers of which I really do not know
I've had my share of broken bones
Fell off a two story building once but into sand
I've been shot and stabbed and months in a coma
But thanks to God and whatever I still stand
I've experienced an NDE long ago it's true
They say I died and was dead eight minutes long
My mother stood nine years after she died at my bed
And she looked extremely well and very strong
I've lived with a real ghost in an England in a house
And though she was the very most loving oldest soul
She always gave all in that house a welcomed feeling
And yes she was real and from the very early days of old
I've gotten to travel this entire world a few times
And learned ever so much from university life
All of life's education has me knowing but humble
As so many others still on earth are so very much in strife
There I have to believe are so many that still take care
Of souls that are upon earth and very still much alive
But not knowing all about the after as some say they do
I to this day know such love and in this life I thrive
Now though this may appear to just be another poem
Every bit of it in Gods name if it's a lie than may I die
But I wish in Gods name all could be as sure as I am
There's powers that'll watch over us until the oceans dry.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2011

If the world was as black as pitch no light at all
And all we had was oure sense of intimate feelings
Alone with each other unsighted then real love
Being love loving making love through cielings

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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 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

( 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

It seems every time the telivision goes on
Another whack of human families die
No-matter if old or children and families
Getting too much  has a grown man cry

Most  watch it and carry on uninterested
Like it's some drama or a movie on T V
I go sit out on the porch wandering why
Does all this worldwide really have to be

My mind so full of daily stress as it is
And sitting to hopefully trying to relax
All the while they've the audacity to pray
To religions that never in life have paid tax

Does any think of how much this amunition
Would cost these countries in order to obtain
And all that they use without thinking once
Of little the children who never were to blame

Getting so tied of it all every day every night
And so many only taking time to as if pray
And behind everthing and all thats happening
Theres a religion driving it all for a better day

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

All the main world leaders brothers one
Been woring on it for simply ages now
They'er trying not to let it be known
But slowly happening and to it they bow

Reducing the world population by endless
The old mentally ill the pooer and the lot
Up the wealthy down with the rest that be
Becming one ridding the world every spot

They say making peace my foot friends for years
Making life harder for all over time the plan
Country leaders becoming one every day
The real honest truth is just another yam

Only those not blind can see it happening
All the rest of the battlers well might as be
getting harder every day for all upon earth
Except the richest of the worls be they wealthy

The big picture is hard to hide for God on earth
But they let little bits show more every day
Oh this man bringing countries together as one
Wake up read the writing on the wall come what may

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

POETRY  Is never just poetry
It takes life life have it live
not half doing anything at all
One gets what one does give

What goes around comes around
Effort plays its most sensual part
Two becoming one rhythim and rhyme
From the first ignighting spark

Abandon letting magic moments live
Poetry in action not just words to play
Poetry is love being alive giving ones all
Regardless be it night or be it day

Seductively ever romanticly being ever so
Creating moments only poetry could explain
No to morrows yesterdays only this moment
Making love poeticly nevana without the pain

Having poetry take you to places never been
As feelings of poetic ectasy takes controle
With love loving long forgotten in time
Since poetry was born with love in days of old

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

In Australia there is an old story
About a big monster in a lake~
It apparently is good eating
But to catch it patience it takes~
The only thing it will bite on
Seems as told is real hot beer~
So if you go Bunyip fishing
Always have a few cartons of it stacked near~
You put a hot beer onto a strong line
And place it in the best spot~
Then wait for the Bunyip to bite
You have not got to wait a lot~
When you think that the beer might be getting cold
You pull it in again~
And put another hot beer on the line
And then you do the same~
Each time the beer gets cold
Pull it in and throw out another~
As bunyips they dont like cold beer
But never take your mother~
I once showed this Bunyip fishing to a friend
And he asked me sitting there and looking puzzed~
Well .... What do you do then with all the cold beer
Oh .. I said .. I guess it just gets guzzled~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2018

YOUR  VOICE

We sat in a train next to next upon our way
And she said do you always talk the same
Most of what you say is poetry to my ears
The sun seems to shine yet looks like rain

Your voice deep and meaningful goes within
It's conversation but it feels like making love
Your words ****** me with it's sound true
Just conversation but your hand I'm your glove

I said looking at my news paper when we arrive
Would you like a coffee some place quiet to be
Oh yes I'd love to talk to you so much more
Your voice as if has a way and it has me feel free

I took her hand and it was ever so warm to hold
I could almost feel her caring heart then beat
Like as if she sensed my utmost sincerity real
I looked at the floor and there I saw beautiful feet

I knew it to be ever so true as it was to mef on view
She'd never been loved by a man of some maturity
And the sound of my voice it had her so as if rejoyce
Way younger than I but it bothered her not nor to me

She did her best to ignore the feeling in her chest
But she silently liked ever word that she'd heard
Myself it was just I being myself I cannot deny
More-so when talking to the most innocent bird

It was a very wonderful forfilling conversation
We had coffee more coffee her saying I've got time
And she said beBe really nice not thinking twice
Lets go somewhere and find a real good wine


So that we did and the time it soon it slid
Oh dear I'd better be heading on now home
I said your family will be worried I'd say
No she said I'm afraid that I just live alone

So I walked her there came soon night air
Invitation come in awhile saying with a smile
So that's what I'd done and we enjoyed talking
Next thing the dawn came over her garden mile

( Well thats my story and I'm sticking to it )

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

OH TELL ME .. HOW CAN ..

How can driving a new car for leasure be a sin
If you know the pro's and con's of doing so
How can photographing natures beauty be a sin
Sublime and exciting newness far as one can go

How can counting stars be a sin endless to see
How can enjoying a country camp for two be a sin
With all of time thats yours to own and discover
How can fasinating life not ever have a soul win

How can going to places you never dreamed of
Not have one on a personal loving incredible high
How can loving another ones never met be a sin
How can learning in life theres other ways to fly

How can living an un religious life be a sin
Who doesn't know all on earth are equal its so
How can two souls becoming one for magic moments
Be a sin as told by many who to date don't know

How can not being a steroptype in life be a sin
Not one grain of sand exactly like another true
How can making love ever be a sin when both agree
Most of all alone when this two souls decide to do

Sin .... Sensual Intimate Nurturing .. not a sin
As gentle as an oncoming dawn in spring not a sin
The fragrance of wild flowers upon a breeze slowly
telling all oh no ... Not the traditional done thing


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

In this life with woes joys and strife
You cannot tell others how to live
Kept prisoner by your values in life
All one can do is best to give
Even if ones your wife in life
She's one thinking your another true
If she is none sexually loving and you are
All one can give is honesty through
Never been a cheater never lied
You've kept no secrets of how you feel
But she's one way your another way
As far as needing love for even moments real
Years of empty emotion and loving care
Although you love her for being who she chooses
You might be feeling somewhat finding life hard
An 80 .. 20 % marriage some wins some loses
Your friends think at times your hard
Any other man gone long ago by now so true
But you've never been a quitter at any time
And have always seen the hard times through
A good woman but stubborn as a rock wall
Thats just the way things are unblessed
But thats the way it is for you in life
Might be a greater test in life confessed
But lonely you feel so in life as is
Many think your fault is only yours
Always been a good man kind genouress
Theres walls but there is not any doors
All she has you gave her always did
Between a rock and a hard place are you
Someone up there want me on my knees
Wasting their time its true
You can't tell others how to live their life
Selfish I've never ever been
Only ever been a giver as best I can
Sadly my fault is how I'm seen

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

I want to feel the warth of your skin
I want to feel your heart beating so
I want to kiss you all over and over
I don't ever wat to let you to go

How I love your hair in my face
Moving like the swells of the open sea
As we move as one in perfect ever motion
Together as the open sea vastest ocean

Our souls as one creating such poetry
No words in anything written could create
No books no poetry not any movies made
Nothing ever told stories love books or slate

All night long till the dawn peeps through
Like a dance of loving unending motion
Just us both on our own boat floating
Upon our very own all loves vastest ocean

Not thinking of tomorrow no oncoming sorrow
Only tonight how we exist as one till time done
Growing more-so all the time making love
till windows light with glow of morning sunday

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

( Wisdom .. Believing will never be knowing ..
  The man who knows not
But knows not that he knows not
Is a fool ....Shun him~
The man who knows not
And knows he knows not
Is a student ...... teach him~
The man who knows
But knows not that he knows
Is asleep ..... awaken him~
But the man who knows
And knows that he knows
Is a teacher.......Learn from him~ )

Its written always of so very long ago
Going back as far as any can in time..
Of what they all believed away back then
Of all things from evil to the believed divine..

But since any thinking life on this planet lived
One aspect has never to this day ever changed..
The meaning of the word believe then and now
Has been always will though meanings rearranged..

What they back then believed they then believed
Just as almost all still believe in things today..
Believing has and is just that believing not knowing
Just as almost all believe still today when they pray..

The very first thinking soul on earth they believed
In whatever it was they believed in at any given time..
And right up until this very day and age almost all believe
Believing is not knowing since day one right down life's line..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2014

As a younger man I sang so well still do
A well sung song can mend a broken heart
I taght dance ball room and also  hand jive
Away back in early days loved it all from start

I had a thing about the clacking of high heels
Upon cement with frocks worn swaying so
I guess I had a thing about bed room eyes
So many beautiful memories back to I can go

But there's something I still miss was that kiss
Lips clinging on for dearest ever life back then
Slow and as if the last one upon earth each time
How I loved a bach moon lit kiss away back when

I loved a perfume women wore longest time ago
Called  Blue Grass it had a way with me every time
I myself wore after shave called Joop or Jupe then
It too had an affect of romance seduction divine

I always had several suits made tailored perfectly
And Italian shoes Julios Marlo plus pums as to then
Dance an entire night away becoming part of same
Thoght those days and nights would never end

I remember being able to do the splits not anymore
Life was romance seduction even abandon some
Still got friends I made away back then somewhere
That would today bring a smile when life is glum

But above it all though the bricks of life might fall
I still do in all honest really still do ever so miss
The feeling That ran through me like loves lava
That ever lingering lip clinging longest loving kiss

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

The OH your not leaving tonight you can kiss ..

In life comes a time if you can find
Some country style peace of mind
Natre all aound its siight and sound
A place to leave this world behind

Letting nature have its way have its say
No yesterday or tomorrows only now
No thinking here only nature to hear
Its symphony its fragrance to allow

Only a branch to fall a bird to call
A gentle breeze to keep company
Under a tree to sit a small fire lit
A hot cup of black bush billy tea

Its a Country style peace of mind
Away far from a world that be
Becoming a part of a natural start
Natures therapy how it works for me

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Read poetry deep inside has movement
No way you can know it go it show it
Without movement vibrational intence
Feeling it submissive wanting it having it

Throwing all else away from it getting it
Inviting it enlighting it being it showing it
Becoming it heart strumming it drumming it
Allowing the poetry within you being it

In the shower like a bird of the hour to defour
Having it become your very soul as in days of old
Heating it loving it all of it  calling it oening it
Driving it thriving it Being alive in it always bold

Alone in it feeling at home in it skin and bone in it
Giving it poetic life from any strife alone or to share
Making love in it higher above in it hand and glove in it
Like you've never known before or any time anywhere

Giving new birth to it with all your worth to it on earth to it
Orgasmicly sposmaticly letting it all becomr you within
Poetic perfection has to have feeling in it imagination in it
All poeticly recreating it of any such a poetic word or sin

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

If the moon could tell its stories
Of all that it over time has seen
If earth could only show its history
Of civilizations gone that have been

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton  
copyright 2018

She Was ...

MY MUM ..

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

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


Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1969  ( here 2018 )

He's been visiting a friend a state away
Upon side of mountain tracks not been
Came a day his host being  on business
Came an urge to walk a track high unseen

Thinking admiring nature for company
Feeling as if he was that day being lead
Not a single soul to be seen or heard about
Deepest unfigured thoughts within instead

Peaceful existance mountain high there alone
Not knowing why or where he was thus going
However a feeling as if a reason for this stroll
As a gentle mountain wind as if seeds sowing

Then he stopped a strangest un-natural sound
Broke the natural symphony of mountain high
Heard away a sobbing  ever softly through trees
A most heart breaking gentle softest as if cry

Following it he walked away from walking track
There he saw a beautiful soul ever this life real
Sitting near a mountain spring fresh trickling
That cry gave birth to a sadness loneliness to feel

Deliberately dropping a branch to make aware
As she looked up he signed a hand up of all's ok
Walking to her side sitting somewhat near beside
Withing dimmest mountain shadows on this day

Holding out his hand as to indicate care no demand
Letting her feel by doing so a friend that day un-met
He then knew he had been lead by those guiding us
He was where he was supposed to be without regret

Softly he whispered could he ask why the saddest tear
Becoming one for moments via eyes widows of soul
Gently she did her best to softly thus there explain
I've never felt nor been so lost alone nor at all so cold

Removing his jacket to shoulder thus in warm geature
Knowing up here on mountain his soul had been lead
He lent in caring stance a shoulder on which to rest
As if an old friend had been sent to mend the dread

She told in awhile alone her parents now passed on
She'd spent her life thus in their aging time caring
Never knew a single soul remaing up there alone
Now ever along this woe her heavy heart bearing

Running his fingers through her hair ever gently
She leaning towards the feeling she'd not ever knew
Hours passed feelings allowed to now exist openly
As the high trees gave it's approval as it gently blew

He kissed her cheeks she turned in need a reality
Lips they did from there thus the so meant to be
Feelings of abandon arms ever now clinging on
A prayer answered a knowing a loneliness set free

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Learnen To Remember,Learnen To Forget

( ANOTHER OF MY UNSUNG SONGS)

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

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright  1988 ( 2018 )

To My True Friend( Author Unknown)


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

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

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

There's only one ....

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

When times are bad and seeming sad
Theres things that one can do
To take ones mind off all thats blind
And enjoy a magic moment taking two

It has a way all of its own if alone
To have two ever so forget it all
All that is weighing life down some
For them to know no sin and no regret

A theraputic activity body mind and soul
Been the same since first moon or rain
Has a way to take all lifes stress away
Since life it begun always been the same

Nothing can replace it as everyone they know
Those that ignore it hypocrites but they do too
Thinking that they can lie to themselves
A thinking thats always been a lie right through

One knows how wonderful it feels to take part
Sins go into bins and lids replaced ever so
Alone at home or stranger just fat on the bone
It works always did always will all stress to go

Its a natural as the evening breezes that blow
As needed as the moon when large and round
As satisfying as anything a doctor can prescribe
All facts of life here and now upon the ground

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

FROM THE DAY WE'ER BORN

The first thing we here is .. that bad
Hell I just got here give me a break
Just make me a bottle no teeth for steak

Then you get older some theres older still
Thinking they'er Gods gift to wisdom in life
But now your here they might get less some
And that alone causes for you yet more strife

Not that you expected encouragement for being
For belonging to both parents unlike them
But you never knew that you loved them anyway
Might have been accidentle you'd do it ag'en

My God a boy you heard you looked down to see
He's lovely a nurse said they didn't agree
Than you change his nappies they then cried
The pre spoiled others not full of glee

Then at school told your not as good as they
So you told all to go see a taxaderist true
Unlike the others got a real job with pay
A lad working with men doing as they do

Them fathered by God knows with ego's to boot
Mum like the socil life a few drinks who cares
After the last dance off to a party dad home
His life working hard mum out there with bears

Not long to find your different than they
Them out to prove better then most in town
All pretenders at best not fooling a soul
You sun tanned by working them whitest around

You grew with muscles and finess healthy too
Never afraid of hard work like them ever true
Fine suits and high heels you boots just jeans
You from 16 poetry songs good voice right through

Riding the wind horses and hands that said work
Crow bars and ax'es take on all come what may
Bosses knew you could hack it at any time
Never out of work made good money each day

They hated my honesty when I had something to say
Never cared who they were they got it anyway
Never tried being as good as others always just me
All through life be itnight or be it day

I grew without family no regrets friends better
Them I treated mostly like bush flies
Better off being yourself take it or leave it
After all said and done everyone eventually dies

So many with depression these days just be happy
It stirs them up the wall of life its true
Just say to yourself tomorrow first day of my life
Look out world here I come I'm better than you

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

The spell check after my writing this will
malfunction but I wrote this after a long ago
traveling experience and it was so real and
so very long ago in oldest of English time ..
As I spent time where Shakespear lived ..

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 twould 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 1988.

Mother


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

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.

I am not a follower
In any shape or form~
I chose not one religion
I wake to my own dawn~

There is but one reason upon this earth
This life is a school we learn untill we'er done~
And I follow my own sense of reality
Have done since I begun~

I am not a real good joiner
Not another sheep within a pen~
I practice all my own values
Have done since I don't know when~

I don't need their ten commandments
If you are a good soul you only need but one~
Simply always strive to be a good person
And the rest is from then done~

He never had or used fine churches
I learned sitting beneath a tree~
And treated all simply as if the same
Made common sense to me~

I knew from a glance where they had been
And what life they'd lived mostly as well~
I don't need lectures from my equals
One glance at most and I could tell~

My fathers values live within me
Dad proved it often there and then~
Said we were all come from the same place
We all have been before since time began~

Telethapy was once a thing I inherited
We all could use the longest time ago~
But because no one could tell a lie
Time soon changed that it's so~

I walk my own path and I insisted
That I walk it till my dying day~
Won't do anyone a bad turn
If they don't to course harm or go out of their way~

I can see and I know much of this life
That has not even today actually got a price~
One cannot buy it in a shop or steal it
Or keep it at home on ice~

Everyone has the gift that was given
But few they use it true~
For it's not worth anything to anyone in money
But it's worth the world and way more to you~

Time has diluted most things of value
Rewriting all that was ever said~
Hardly anything these days remain
As was written once then to be read~

Lost in mass opinions and as if bibles
Translations of the original scroll~
words do not mean what they once did
Not since the oldest days of old~

Theres oceans of deliberate confusion
Still fill our world even today~
And yet many still profess to know
That they alone they know the way~

Simplicity is my own personal view
So easy a child knows better still~
If children ran the world today
We'd have peace upon earth at will~

But I am not a follower
Or a joiner of any kind~
I walk to my own set of rules
My inner vision from within far from blind~

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

What I remember of what was or had to be an NDE ..
Believe this or not so help true to the letter ..

I had , Had an accident ..I remember being taken to hospital .. And for some
reason placed in intentive care .. I remember that ..
After that comes the following .. I sat up and the hospital staff were in total
shock much to my surprise .. Them staring at me saying .. Your Alive ..
Of coarse I was alive .. And felt fine .. I said I must have what ? Blacked out
for awhile .. They said you've been in a coma for 3 months .. I said bull-sh..t ..
They showed me a calender and the date I was brought in ..And the then date ..
It was 3 months .. Far as I was concerned it was the same day I arrived ..
They said as well you were pronounced dead for 8 minutes .. I said to them
really ?? ..Then I got this memory flash .. I asked could I speak to the head
nurse I'd been talking to before .. She was busy .. Much later she came sat
beside of me must have been 2 days later at 4 a m ..And she asked was I ok ..
Yes fine .. But I got a memory stuck in my mind of being in another place ..
She asked where ?? I said I only remember everything the brightest white ..
My own father came to me and said .. You have to go back right away ..
I felt so unknowingly brilliant and totally stress free as I'd never felt and said
no way .. I feel so good ..He said You have to go back NOW .. You have so
much more to do .. Looking into the distance I saw an ocean of peole all
dressed as he was .. Then a voice I will and could never forget coming from
all over with volume but compassion said HE HAS TO GO BACK NOW ..
And I then woke up with you lot staring at me in total shock ..
And you telling me I'd been in a coma for 3 months .. Some time later I woke up
as must have passed out again and instead of being on the Gold Coast I was in a
hospital in toowoomba QLD with my ( now ) ex wife telling me they brought me to this hopsital in Toowoomba .. A Phychiretrist asking me you ok ?? I said I feel
****** fine .. He asked me endless questions and said .. He's got a more inteligent
mind than I have ..  I told her this and she said out of the blue you just died ..
Dead for 8 minutes .. We'd long given up .. ould not believe it ourselves ..
We were in shock but had decided after all tests you were dead ..And we'd left
you there while doing what next had to be done .. Coming back and you sat up ..
She said she burst into tears and the others were in shock ..
I know with all the honest I possess what happened but could no way explain it ..
My dad had been dead himself 40 years ..I know theres no time as such as here
that exists there .. And I'll never could never forget that voice .. Many years later
on then married to my now wife in the Philippines now 2011 as that lot happened
in Australia 1976 .. I was stressed out over something and had walked outside
to get some air .. In a dark room I'd walked passed there a tallest figure of a man dressed in a light brown robe with shoulder length hair said to me ( him standing in the almost dark ) are you ready to come with me now .. I said without thinking NO I've much to do & I took 3 steps THEN realizing what I'd saw & heard went right back and the room was empty..
THE TRUTH SO HELP ME ..This is as TRUE as I am breathing oxygen ..
I've been told by my own then I was not in any coma .. Time DOES NOT EQUAL TIME WHERE THAT PLACE IS .. However the medical staff have it on record I most surely was ..But I know this earths idea of Heaven is a fabrication .. The place I was at is in my heart mind & soul above Human complete Comprehention ..

The absolute truth
IN ALL I AM ..
terrence michael sutton
Re 1976
He'd been dead over 40 years .. I have no problems with who
believes this or does not ..

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

Terrence Michael Sutton
original copyright 1969 .. And re arranged 2018

Take a good long look at this footage
Its something this race will never see
I doubt if too many to speak of  seen it
Its the human races only home that be

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

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

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

Think of all the countless monet wasted

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

https://youtu.be/6v2L2UGZJAM?list=PLVTOHORhvoDK5_v-i3hLo1nQpGrSLI3uG

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

Crashing..Splashing..G'nashing waves
Bashing so upon the rocky shore~
Gently..gentle breezes blow
Coming softly to the fore~
Wet sand..dry sand..soft sand too
Water salty .. foaming white~
Coming .. going..back again
Morning .. noon and darkest night~
Dark day .. bright day .. cloudy day
Always just the same~
When the sun is shing bright
When the skies are full of rain~
Water high .. water low
Water in between~
So long since I last went down
To one of the loveliest spots I've seen~
I left my footprints there one day
One day I must go back to see~
If maybe they are still waiting there
For little old sad me '

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018