When theres's somebofy that really matters
And a gap of silence does in reality really exist
One wonders as he did what could be the reason
Not knowing as conversations not been kissed

There is a young girl from next door
And he idolized her for friendship true
She is made so welcome in the home
But conversation from her he never knew

He was told oh she is just shy that is why
And she always talked to all others around
He'd gone out of his way to help her out often
But try as he may no conversation to be found

Just twenty three years old a collage student
He'd spoke to her so many a time gone by
Beautiful in so very a way but night or day
Talk to any but he and they said she was shy

He'd never ever done said anything wrong
But conversation it with he never was at all
He felt that when she was there he'd leave
Go to his office staying until someone to call

He felt that maybe she didn't like him but
She'd smile say hello then that ended there
Rather than have her feel awkward he'd go
As he was a good and kind soul to be fair

Always happy was she laughing talking too
But never after hello no conversation was to be
This worried him as he liked her calling in
But that was it and it worried him so sincerely

He came to the conclusion not to talk to her
Thinking that would have her feel at home
She was a happy soul he with values of old
However not able at all to find a reason alone

It was not a matter of life nor death but sad
Oh she's just shy thats why it was often  said
So when she came he'd leave the room again
Go up to his computer or if not up to his bed

He was an inteligent person of knowledge
He'd traveled often the entire world in time
Met so many people of greatest knowledge
But with this girl never any conversation fine

I guess there was no reason she had to like him
Or talk to him at all in any way on any day
He liked her he guessed she just never liked him
So he gave her space and accepted it as is anyway

But there was never any explanation or any reaso
That he himself could think of in all honesty
And sometimes wonder if he'd said something
That was wrong or missunderstood it could be

She'd lay back on the lounge watch T V laughing
But he often simply put the entire thing from mind
However there was no explanation for this to be
At least none that he of this situationcould find

Oh she's just shy thats the reason why often said
But it was to him a situation in life rather grim
Feeling out of place within his own home the case
So much he'd with consideration gave this up to win

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1980

Working on a large sheep prperty once
On days not much doing way out dig cactus
One day doing just this I caught a flash
Owner on his old horse up a hill for practice

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

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

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

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

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

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copyright 2018

They ask why do you love the Philippines
Well theres palm trees and coconuts too
Lovely beaches everywhere good fishing
Just to name I guess out of all just a few

Great shopping and sunshine lots of rain
The rivers are wide and never ever dry
Love the people all of them I do so much
Tropical fruits are plenty and you ask why

Its a heaven all upon its own without a lie
Oh yes and the food is ever so very great
So much peace of mind to here find
Lovely mountains and good swimming mate

I could go on all day in all honesty about it
Don't think theres much that I've missed
Simply beauty sublime around all of the time
Just waiting to be seen enjoyed thats unkissed

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copyright 2018

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

AUTHOR UNKNOWN ..
I came across this as a young man
and have kept it since ..

I could never understand or comprehend
Mans egotisticle opinion since time begun
The need to hold a woman down in life
Under his importance in all time of Sun

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

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

Plant a vine not far from house
And in order for it to survive
It will grow and stretch at best
Towards to house to stay alive

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Plant a vine not far from house
And in order for it to survive
It will grow and stretch at best
Towards to house to stay alive

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

Guess Im just flippen through the pages
Of a life Ive lived this time~
And since I was nothen but a lad
Got on the road in this country of mine~
Traveled , boy I traveled
Worked , You believe me true~
Seen yes n done things
I can honestly say more than a few~
Never afraid to strike a blow
Or give a helping hand~
Worked for love so often
As I traveled this great land~
Never got some fancy education
Spent life studying one bird
Or some renamed little flower
Or gave it a name weve never heard~
But I was taught by life out there
Along lifes longest road~
And I can say so honstly
Almost all of them Ive strode~
Ive always had this freak type memory
Never forgot a single thing its true~
Never missed much along the way
Kept it all filed away as I do~
Was never afraid to get involved
And help a soul along the way~
That simply was out numbered
By lifes idiots dare I say~
Gave away my share of money
To those that were down and almost out~
Told em Id see em up the road
And they could maybe give me a shout~
Never committed a crime in life
Because I know right from wrong~
And dont believe in all these excuses
About that someone should write a song~
Ive done things that many
Know Ive done its true~
And speak of same in amazement
Saying .. God the likes of you~
Been overseas a few times
On a country loven trip or two~
To meet and listen to my favourites
As they do so well what they do~
Made ever so much money
And raised a family on the way~
Gave em all I had to give
Ever dedicated on the day~
And now Im flippen through the pages
Of a life Ive lived so well~
Given it all , all I had
With every stride too might I tell~
Ive met no end out there just like me
A lot that I still know~
All good n honest jacks of all trades
Not afraid to strike a blow~
Ive sang my share of country songs
And have written more than I can tell~
Written poetry and in my way
Tried to ring more than one bell~
Ive painted landscapes in oil
Even invented things that made real sense~
Saved so many lives along the way
And made real friends from fence to fence~
But after a lifetime of liven
And travlen this great land~
Im flippen through the pages
Of a memory ever grand ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2003

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~S a c r e d G a r d e n ~
gentle waterfalls
cascading into a watery chapel
Steps ascending...
red, orange, yellow,
green, blue, indigo, violet
to an altar bathed in white
by a heavenly spiraling sky light
imposing crystal sculptures
rise up from the ocean's floor
and dolphins playfully weave in and out
lining the shore...
a resplendent perpetual floral display
roses, lilac, honey suckle,
chrysanthemum, lotus blossom
an exquisite medley of fragrance and hue
and as far as the eye can see
rolling meadows of emerald green clover
graceful weeping willow trees,
majestic oak and white birch
echoing in the distance
the melodious intonation of chimes
ring out their welcome
a whisper of a touch of a loving essence
with an encircling warmth and energy
embraces me
a grand eagle in full flight
an owl with knowing eyes  
each extend their greetings
and wish me well
lost in a sense of peace and well being
then, gently waking from the rapture
Vision  f  a  d  i  n  g,
leaving only a trace
of the Sacred Garden - -
......the  H e a l i n g   P l a c e

( Thinking of time gone by )

Watchen water washen stones
Watchen sunlight bleachen bones~
Wasten time thats wasten me
Waiten for a love thats never free~
Waiten for rain that never falls
Watchen the phone , nobody calls~
Counten stars that fall from so high
Liven life untill I die~
Getten older by the day
Nothen seems to go my way~
Doen all I felt was right
And here I am still alone tonight~
Twas long ago when I knew you
Since that time Ive been so blue~
But life goes on all about
And here I sit alone with lights turned out~
Somethens wrong with me I know
How come I still love you so~
Guess your happy and here I wait
But I ll never see your form at my gate~
Watchen water washen stones
Watchen sunlight bleachen bones~
Wasten time thats wasten me
Waiten for a love that never free~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

Sitting back with low lamp by fire
My holding you a book of desire
I turn each page you turn one too
Our hearts beat as ifin  a quire

Ripped off the cover reading on
Imaginations running wild a first  
This book I hold so closely still
So great each poetic ever thirst

As book and I become more-so one
Trying so not to entertain speed
Sensually who cares of coming sun
Our souls they need this poetic feed

As book and I we two learn to fly
As eagles ever higher still above
And book and I cannot ever deny
This book and I now one with love

Never to regret or thus ever forget
This happening as we both as one read on
Gently turning every sensual page that be
This book and I become loves very song

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

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

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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

You ll Honestly Find

The shape of the mountains
Determined by the trees~
The shape of the clouds
By the wind and the breeze~
The shape of our lives
Determined by others~
By friends and by parents
People we meet and by lovers~
By those that capture and hold
Our hearts and our minds~
Not a lot is our doing
You ll honestly find~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988

Every magic mont is as good as we care to make it ..
The shape of the mountains determined by the tree ..Every cloud by the wind and the breeze ..The shape of our lives determined by others .. By friends family and by magic lovers ..By those that cature our hearts and our minds ..Not a lot is our faulyt you'll honestly find .. terrence michael sutton   copyright 1988 .. I ADORE POETRY AND I ADORE THIS SITE and it's writers ..

No matter where you ever wonder
No matter where on earth you roam-
God he promised me so long ago
You'll never ever walk alone-

Well over time I kept him to it
Though the going often it was tough-
But he was always right there with me
Through the good times and the rough-

I often wondered why .. With I
Why on me he would waste his time-
But regardless never could I shake him
His dedication lovingly divine-

Upon my way tripping and falling
And always learning as I'd go-
All of the time when things weren't fine
His vow and light would always glow-

As if keeping me from harm’s way
As I traveled and for love searched on-
For that one love I hoped one day to find
The very lyrics to my own hearts song-

He said no matter where you wonder
And regardless of where you roam-
He had promised ever so sincerely
You'll never walk alone-

I never understood life's game
Or his always being there-
But time went on and moved along
Still his love beyond compare-

I felt so lonely most of the time
Doing things everybody else's way-
Still not finding what I'd dreamed of
That true love for which my heart did pray-

Then one day I just got tired of searching
And I asked him would he simply show to me-
The one thing I had always searched for
And to my surprise it seems he did agree-

I said to him you once told me long ago
My heart would one day find it's very home-
And that if I had faith in his word
I would never ever walk alone-

Before I knew it and soon after that I found her
No more in life the rolling stone-
For that's when he proved his word to me
You'll never ever walk alone-

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018

It matters not what browser you may use
If you believe they aren't watching you
Doesn't matter cooking to come what may
Your dater is collected by them its true

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

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

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

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

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copyright  2018

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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

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

If you had any idea at all ... at all
How your being my dearest friend
How your very being in my life
Has become my hearts sincerest trend

Gives me reason thus to dance in trance
Has me feel that I could really take wing
And has me feel as if I could fly so high ..
With all to my very heart that you bring

My heart it thrills no falls no spins no sins
Seems I cannot remove this full time smile
Instead of walking I almost skip its true
The feelings within my heart thrill in style

Always please do this to my heart so full
I've never felt this way before in my life
My heart strings you pull my hearts so full
Happiness has replaced all memories of strife

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018