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I come from my own fathers values
I have tried to be every inch the man
The very true soul before days of old
In life every possible way that I can

He once said to me out of all things
That there are that exist in this life
You my son are one thing reliable
Forever from  heaven to hells strife

A real friend of yours can rely upon you
Be they married hurt you ignore you too
Turn their back later in time up the track
When they need a friend you'll be there true

And he was right be it day be it at night
Forever means to me forever its so true
Regardless of what forever means forever
A real friend can count on that life through

In a hundred yeears from happiness to tears
They can always say I got a real true friend
Does'nt matter where you are near or far
Friendship to me is to give forever not to lend

Simply that forever reliable as my farther said
Forever is forever in time priceless and divine
One true friend can engrave that on their heart
A real true friend to me forever in life and time

terrence michael sutton 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
So many are just unlucky often said
So many more right place right time
Endless as knowing beautiful miss out
Their life stories far from being divine

Money plays its part to the very hilt
Others as worthy never see much at all
To often the winds blowing elsewhere  
Not there when luck may make its call

Dreams don't always come true in life
For endless that dream one day they will
Life for ever so many dreams not any
Just being able to breath often pays a bill

I've stopped and looked at sheer pefection
That not a soul willever get to gaze upon
And walked away feeling useless that day
Like trying to sing a wordless song

Empties my heart often tares it so apart
Something as beautul may never be seen
But like the most beautiful sight day or night
Something as purely sublime in life has been

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Romance Was Born In Ireland .. { And It was }

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

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1984 & again 2018
We back then were only kids
But to the forestry we'd go
With big ond hessian bags
Collecting cones burn well it's so

Winter time it was so cold
But in the home fire burn for ages
Sally always came anong as well
We'd make pocket money wages

She near the pines and waited
For us to come along
I remember her along with
A song called Sally we'd sing along

We became such good friends
That friendship lasted years long
But time it moves friends away
I think about her still and that song

I never thought we'd ever part
Greates mates were we always
But in thought she walks beside me
And will do all of my remaining days

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
SAME STORY  DIFFERENT BOOK

I feel more and more of late that its true
This pope sugested one religion for all not few
A plan to depopulize the planst more so to be
Get rid of all the ill aged and start a new

Religion being the earths largest ever crime
Being wealthiest of all bleed poor every dime
Not a Government game to face the very facts
Still bowing to man created who don't pay tax

No concideration of our earth planet home
Blaming climate change right to its very bone
But nature it will even this very actual score
Natures climate change will be again even more

Its true as said the meek will inherit earth
And those with greed will know of its worth
Predicted long ago all churches they will fall
Nostradaus quoted being every one and all

Wealth will be quick silver running into sand
There will be no religious supply and demand
The planet will take back all it ever did own
Then back to basics this very earth our home

Six times earth wiped clean thus far ever true
And a million or so years later started a new
Their one religion with civilizations under seas
Then climate changes again new winds new breeze

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Maybe some have not concidered this
The poets of life would know for sure
All the important stories are on a beach
Have always been will be forever more

Every single different size of the sand
Eevery different size of stone and shell
Have all the stories of life there within
And still so many more untold yet to tell

No matter what size each grain of sand
They all make up the beaches that there be
All so God given and needed in life always
From the smallest and largest there by the sea

Much one could say like every soul on earth today
The richest poorest important and the smallest soul
They all make up what we refer to as life upon earth
And all play in their way the most important role

Like the most prolific poets and those that just began
Like the smallest ever flower and those so large in size
All are a part of what lifes all about upon earth
Without them all life upon earth as we know it dies

So many stories and wisdoms of life all upon a beach
That are all there to tell of all we need to know
Next time you are walking upon a beach just ask
Open your mind and allow the beach to whisper low

The most insignificant to the most concidered greatest
All are different sizes of sand within the sands of time
All make up the beach of life working as one always
And all are blessed by God above with all his love divine.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2011
The human race  always searching space
Wasting endless money with their game
Yet deepest ever oceans things never seen
By the human race unknown still remain

Crearures largest than imaginations are
Of entities so massive live still far below
The very oceans they play in just for fun
Without a doubt they live and yet to grow

Man and his foolish ideas of all down there
With twenty five if that percentage of brain
If he had any idea of what exists miles below
He would be rewriting his as if books of same

So far below where man cannot go or know
That would make the Titanics position a puddle
Yet he tells of  of all he knows of what dwells
Beyond his thinking and the as if shallows puzzle

Earth has endless answers to unasked questions
Mans minute amount of  what he thinks does exist
Just little boys with his endlessly ever expensive toys
Down where daylights never seen the likes never kissed

Upon earth man has not scratched the surface yet
Far from as brilliant as he feels he is for sure
Give ot take another million years he might be close
Beyond his imagination below miles below the shore

terrence michael sutton
Copyright  2018
Whats all the ******* about having a secret
It's never been before in history or time a sin..
Who ever said one has to tell everyone everything
It's your own business what you know of to begin..

To hell with the nosey gossipers and others in life
A secret is something that you alone only knows..
The rest can go climb back up their lonely trees
You to know stuff the rest that's simply how it goes..

There's no rules that having a secret is any kind of a crime
What's in and in your mind for you alone to know..
The entire rest can try at best to get a life with zest
All the self rightious the gossipers holier than thous it's so..

Everyone has their share of secrets never told in life
Only they want to know yours not you their very own..
Secrets are the little bits of life that's known alone by you
To hell with all who don't have one and have never grown..

Adds a little bit that only belongs to you alone in life
Secrets make life worth living gives a soul a little fire..
Adds a little bit that only belongs to you alone in life..
Not having a secret turns negative imagination into a lier..

Keep your secrets make sure you have got some good one's
Make them romantic as can possibly be loving to say the least..
Have them really worth keeping for a smile later on in life
As to on a bad days give your soul with memory a feast..

Share your secret with one that as well can keep one too
If they are a part of a most beautiful moment just with you..
Giving magic moments all you have to offer at any time
And as a secret they'll come back with a smile in time it's true..

Secrets are beautiful memories of pure gold to remember
But keep them as secrets forever within you alone to know..
If you have not any go make as many that will have you smile
In distant times to come but make them magic if possible it's so..

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
Reading to those passing over ..Oh I said .. I'd love to tape
your memories angel ..I used to visit and was invited to years
ago sit with angels that were alone and dying .. + my poetry .. ...

She Knew She Was Dying ..
I sat reading to an old old lady
Poetry from my file~
And she rested in a half thinking sleep
But listening all the while~
She moved over a little and glanced at me
And whispered in a little voice~
I know that I am dying .. But
I want you to know that's its my choice~
But .. She said I will miss the sunsets
The oceans on a cloudy day~
I will miss the Australian deserts wide
And my leafy walk just out back here by the way~
I will miss the birds that fly and sing
And all the spring blossom and the flowers too~
I ll miss the moon when its full and yellow
And Terry she said I ll miss the likes of you~
Mountains tall and hills so green
Valleys long and narrow~
Music .. She said .. Oh I ll miss music
And my flowers out there in that old wheel barrow~
I ll miss poetry
And life as its been for me on earth~
And I will miss the children too
But where I'm going has far greater worth~

Terrence Micha
She Was ... MY MOTHER
A woman I once Knew ..
(TRUE but a song written as sung)

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 no matter 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~
No matter 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 fantasy
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~

( BUT I LOVED HER )

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.
in

THE TRAVELING LIFELONG BUSH POET


SHE WAS MY MOTHER ( and yes I loved her dearly )
She Was ... MY MOTHER
A woman I once Knew ..
A woman of multiple personalities ..

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~

( BUT I LOVED HER )

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.
Just for fun )

The safest souls upon earth are the innocent ..
(As over the speakers the music played)
MAYBE I DO AND MAYBE I DON'T MAYBE I WILL AND MAYBE I WON"T
Boy sits on a ***** lone beach hill of lawny grass
With a very attractive girl he not long had met
And they looked at each other and then smiled
She thinks I bet ,, he wants to make love to me
He thinks, OH I'd love to make love to her
He thinks but I would never tell her that though
And she thinks If he asked me I just might but
I would not tell him that as he'd think I'm easy
Then he says I bet you think I want to make love to you
But if I did I'd not say so as you'd think me awful
And she says no I wouldn’t but I'd not tell you
If I wanted you to, anyway but I bet you do
Me ? What gives you the idea I want to do that
Nothing she says I'm just thinking if you did , that’s all
Well if I did want to I'd be worried that you'd leave
She says am I going anywhere , am I moving at all
He says well I'm not leaving , do I look like I want to go
Then she says if you did want to , would you tell me so
And he says yes I would tell you if I thought that you might
Well she says if you ask me I might tell you if I do want to
And he says if I did ask you that , would you mind at all
And she says If I asked you , what would you say to me
He says Oh I don't know ask me then and then you’ll know
And she says I'd ask you if I thought you wouldn’t mind
And he says I wouldn’t mind if you asked me at all ok
And she says ok I'm asking you then , so what about that
And he says what are you asking me then may I ask
And she says I'm asking you to ask me to ask you if I want to
Would you ask me she says to ask you so I’ll maybe tell you
Tell me what he says will you just let me know what you want to know
What your thinking right now he said so I'll know what to think
And she says well ,,,, I’ll tell you what right now honestly .. ok
And he says , YES YES tell me ..
And she says ..
I'd really LOVE a ****** ice cream ..

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
This is a word I've often heard
And it's my way of being so~
In this life with all it's strife
And all the woe I know~
There are millions of answers to our being
That are there for all to see~
But some like to complicate it all
As they can't sell simplicity~
We go to school as children
And each year we we go up a class~
Or if some fail an exam they might
Repeat again it's clear as glass~
Non of us do one class
And then go sit by the deans right hand~
We have to go from class to class
And pass all the tests that are so grand~
So many here take a few facts
And then teach as if they know~
But not knowing they are failing lessons
And a harder way they go~
There are no shortcuts in this school
Our head teacher was not born yesterday~
And we will go from class to class you know
And do it all in our own way~
But all the seemed complicated things
Are in fact so simple to understand~
As the God above the same one we love
Has already placed simple answers in our hands~
He said we were his children
And he explained it all as if we were so~
Simple explanations of it all
This class and where we were to one day go~
He even came back to show us
That there was no end to this life~
That ahead was joy and happiness
To all we see here as so much strife~
Everything is there to know
And if we stop to think it's true~
We are all in a class and doing fine
As all of us must do~
We've got a lot of imagination syndrome
And we worry so we do~
But we are in such good hands
And he will see us through~
Simplicity such a beautiful word
It will take us home~
He was not a complicated soul at all
Simplicity his gift to us and it's all our own~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2007
I last saw my father back long ago
Just a week before he died~
He asked me to sing him one more song
I did and half way through I cried~
He and mother were miles apart
It was no fault then of his own~
He was soon to be released of his pain
I did'nt know God was calling him back home~
His last request it was a song
And I sang to him as never before~
I've never sang that song again
Won't , can't sing it any more~
Please release me was his choice
He was then telling me something I did not know~
That was the last time that I saw my dad
I did'nt know it was about my mum its so~
She did'nt care about him
And less after he died~
But he was a dad like no other to me
If he could not perform miricles he tried~
I've never sang that song again
Can't hear it played right through~
And now and then just like back when
I hear that song played and don't know what to do~
But I know from past experiences
Things over time that have occured~
Every time they play that same song
I've a feeling he hears every word~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 1970
SITTING OUT ON THE PORCH

I was just sitting out on the porch
My life running through my mind
Guess that it's not all over for me yet
More sadnesses than happy I find

Lived my entire life without family
Them more interested in money true
Myself I guess I spent too long alone
Inside their homes I really never knew

Their lives all beat the Jones it seemed
I simply treated all in life the very same
I watching dad live and die heart broked
But always had time to heal others pain

He raised little sister and I almost alone
The older ones before never cared no way
My mother could be the best of the best
And the worst of the very worst on any day

When she was home it was very soon to be
I got belted with anything she could find
As she was home and wanting to leave again
With more good times only on her mind

Dad just kept the peace best he could do
But he was not game to cross her mental way
She knew every guy that made big money then
We grew without a mother mostly dare I say

And I went to school with welts all over me
No authorities were there back then to prevent
The screams as a child the neighbors all heard
Her having whats known now as shitsaphrenia bent

I'd sit out on the porch writing poetry of sorts
To keep myself as one could say somewhat sane
Listening to my dad crying after he tucked us in
Me .... In bed praying for natures music the rain..

terrence michael sutton
copyright ( then 1947 ) 2018
TRUE
So far away you might well be
So far away am I as well
But our souls we might not know
Within dreams often one to tell

We wake remembering the passion
Warm feelings in dearest places
Feelings all our souls they felt
Not to forget loves precious graces

Wanting in reality all souls they knew
Within making it all a reality in mind
Dreams that have become loves thrill
Ever better than most could ever find

Small signs our souls left for us both
Remain even though twas thus a dream
Feeling as loved as any could thus know
For two souls made love in all extreme

Oh you look wonderful they say this day
Our smiles hide the extent of feeling so
So the next time within sleep ever divine

We'll make sure we add more to love sublime

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Living in a land of richest soils
All rivers on the flowing run
Freshes mountain springs to find
From mountans on to the sea

On lowers land vast oceans of land
Growing crops all planted by hand
All corn and rice but it'd be nice
To see alternative crops in demand

How wheat would thrive thus all alive
For breads and ever so much more
To have natures wealth providing health
Would bring a way better diet for sure

More tallest of flowering trees birds  and bees
River trees along banks to save the soil
Natures shade and all it could provide
A land so easy it would be thus to spoil

Away away large dams could be on display
Breading fish and eels and all there within
Giving endless way more for all to adore
Helping nature help them not to do so a sin

I imagine high walk ways along rivers grand
With no end of potted flowers tourists to attract
Creating places to come over night and to stay
More income for poorer areas progress a fact

Way more for the younger and schools to do
Areas of healthiest vegitables to grow for free
Provinding goodness for all any to take part
Bodies minds hearts as a land to thrive and be

Thinking more out of the box no political locks
And wealthiest religions all paying tax
Imagination replaces desperation many situation
Involing endless to help it happen simplicity facts

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
So many afraid to venture to dare to even chance
Much they see in movies read in books of fantasy
To take a time to let go of the done thing vine
And become for moments all one in life could be

Only you to know no needs to tell all it's so
Of feeding a souls deepest inner desires
Knowing in time taking a chance seductively divine
Throwing fuel upon longest dimmest burning fires

Letting go not half doing anything to creat that glow
A memory that lasts beautifully thats yours alone
With open mind being all one could be in time
Abandon taking heart mind body soul together home

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Away back in times of Rudolf Valentino
And even a long time before that too
There were those who loved to give love
And those who loved knowing it true

Many often waited for him to call in
At all hours of empty nights that be
He simply knew when to as if appear
And love it flowed so ever then so free

Many were wealthy others not so in life
Money had little to do with it back then
Making love it was thus more appreciated
In times gone by ever long ago back when

When a real man was one who knew how
And some women were then all woman still
Before several things closed minds and hearts
Those times gone return might just never will

Closed minds easier to as if own the soul
Open minds live to all they can ever be
Now most are afaraid to be all they are
Now most will never know the feeling free

Men are now in life mostly still little boys
Women not all they were created anymore
Most think all thats only in movies made
When in reality thats all just dreams for sure

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
He never knew just what he had it's true
When he had all a man could want in life~
Angels that loved him , depended upon him
A good christian and loving wife~
But some little boys just never grow up
When it comes to being mature~
They keep searching for yet better love
When they have love that always will endure~
But you havent got to be real smart
To figure out what happened to him~
He ended up with another no way as good
And her chances of being so were slim~
His little angels how they cried for him
Their mother blamed herself for it all~
Because the one she loved had told her so
It all almost drove her right up the wall~
Destroyed a lot of her confidence
And it all set her back aways~
Some little boys will always be little boys
Searching for more love still their latest craze~
Some little boys will always be little boys
Some simply never grow to be men~
By the time they have found they have lost it all
Way too late to go back once ag'en~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988  brought forward
Someone asked me one day
What was my funniest memory~
I had to tell him about it
And thus this now story~
A bloke I knew Italian died
And to his funeral I thus went~
It was raining simply cats and dogs
But he was a genuine lovely gent~
His wife walked to the graveside
As down there now he lay~
But there was mud everywhere
And this is the story ay?~
Eighteen stone of wife she slipped
And down onto that box~
First time I saw an eighteen stone woman fly
She came out of there just like a fox~
Straight up into the air she flew
And never touched the side~
Three foot above that grave
And with only damaged pride~
No way she was going too
Though love him I'm sure she did~
Will never forget that very day
When on top of him she slid~
The preacher hid his laughing face
I landed in the mud~
I know you think that I am bad
But laughing I landed with a thud~
Had a brand new suit on to
Well that took care of that~
Got mud all over my suit
And ya should'a seen my hat~
First time I've ever seen
An eighteen stone woman fly~
The way she simply came out of there
And ya should'a heard her cry ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
Copyright 2007
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
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 ..
Upon my porch in old chair coffee hot
Earlier than the loss of morning dew
Distant clouds of pink brighten some
A valley far below miles of moring view

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

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

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

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

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
Everything that happens happens for a reason
Our very souls have had this be for reasons
Life is a class in the largest university of life
Beyond our very comrehention to be set free

Two such souls are pre planned to learn of more
Than our minds could ever understand in any way
When lessons need to be learned we cannot alone
And as one they learn together within this life today

We all are given choices  the secret is to help them be
In what our souls concider important to as one learn
And learn we do as souls feel that these two do true
As the candles of life continues as it will to burn

We are not born all knowing as  winds of  life blowing
We often need to go where angels fear to they say
And this after all is a class with lessons to call
And as we pass each and every one come what may

However its ever so respected as two souls are connected
For even moments of learning as well comes fear
And that often is fine as two souls travel in time
But both must agree thus the ridding fear ever dear

A soul at times cannot learn alone of somethings sublime
And needs one as well another within this class of life
Without any detection or any suspection even rejection
Two for reasons meant to learn as protection of strife

But the negative side is one of the two clutching pride
And causing the learning of a lesson so harder still
An important  learning as candles of life are still burning
As two such souls need to agree  to learn  such with will

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
SO  QUICKLY  SO  MANY  JUDGE

long before they have what brains they have
Put into a positive unjudging gear
So many without thinking at all or knowing
Find little boxes placing others in near

I've head young guys say oh shes this or that
And all the while they have no clue in life
What a supposed friend has been through
Or wore her shoes during her unknown strife

I've heard grown men do the same re women
A little maturity sure would come in handy
And a lot of the time because she said no
To them when their imagination was randy

Women seek equality but are way ahead of guys
Men think they are the all in all re brain
But theres not a man that could do as she can
In life come sunshine or come rain

Since Eve they blamed the female for all
Its right through nan created history
Litttle boys will always be little boys
Little girls grow to be all man needs to be

So quickly so many judge before thinking
Man is his own worst enemy in this life
Even with audacity during a wedding
They pronounce him the man and his wife

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
I was in a shop buying not a lot
When came the time to depart
I took her hand as a gesture and
I felt an electric impulse a spark

It ran through me almost blew me
So warm the vibration was to be
More so than anything I'd known
Filling my heart with unknown glee

Her eye pupils became larger ever so
A knowing smile it lit her very face
A romantic feeling ground to ceiling
As if a seductive blessing of grace

It took awhile half a smile like a coffee
She answered yes as if she so well knew
What I was to say coffee oh I'd love to
As if she read my mind my thoughts few

Coffee we had and we talked awhile
Seemed everything I was to say before
I'd even said she'd answered me there
As if my mind was as if an open door

She knew my every thought as if she was I
Her very hand it was so warm to even hold
A meeting I couldn't ever forget in my life
Such a magnetic soul and slightly a little bold

Coffee end up at my place and soon it began
Two beings just lost it as soon as door closed
Spontanious reactions as two souls let loose
From then not our doing as two souls supposed

Clothes going all over half crawling to stairs
Working our way to goodness knows where
Slowly almost bundled to my room as one
Still was not our doing clinging as a pare

Too far to the bed the rug it seemed fine
Tossing and turning feelings almost divine
Clutching grabbing holding on all the time
This feeling unknown better than best wine

No idea what came next one move then next
Strength arriving from somewhere no idea
Not aware of anything but warmth so new
Knocking phone into flight a vase was near

The dawn peeping at us through curtains
Totally unable to as much move a limb at all
Opening one eye smiling some what was that
Spontaniously driven I guess had made a call

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
( From Children's poetry I have written )

Starlight crystals .. Moonbeams bright
How you shine within my night~
Higher than thought are you there
Shining silently beyond compare~
Going in time , turning so
As in your space time and light years you go ~
How you came to be so far back in time
Sublime creation within my mind~
Lasting forever,having been all of my days
As you shine so you show me the way ~
Should I ever dream of more than your light
I would still always admire you within the night~
Far more about you , how I wish I could know
But for now I will watch you , As upon earth I grow~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
Starlight crystals .. Moonbeams bright
How you shine within my night~
Higher than thought are you there
Shining silently beyond compare~
Going in time , turning so
As in your space time and light years you go ~
How you came to be so far back in time
Sublime creation within my mind~
Lasting forever,having been all of my days
As you shine so you show me the way ~
Should I ever dream of more than your light
I would still always admire you within the night~
Far more about you , how I wish I could know
But for now I will watch you , As upon earth I grow~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
Trees grow up and so do we
Rain falls down as we can see~
Birds fly over in the sky
Rabbits just hop slowly by~
Grubs crawl across,water flows down
Ants they crawl around and around~
Bees the buzz here and there
Leaves they dance within the air~
Children they run all over the place
Because children take up lots of space~
Lots of things all go lots of ways
All directions , All my days .

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
( A song I wrote a good while ago
  written as sang )

We all look back on days gone by
Precious memories~
Times we knew ..Songs we loved
That special walk among the trees~
That someone .. We loved so much
Now long since gone away~
And how we always think of them
When we hear an old song play~
Way back in our good old days
We all so often say~
Going back into the times we knew
Steppen back .. Still the latest craze~
Steppen back .. Steppen back
go'en back to when~
There was a time .. memories fine
Times we ll never know agen~
Like a picture on the wall
We all were younger then~
That old tune would often play
In days gone by back when~
When we last looked into those eyes
Seen the love so true~
And when we hear a certain song
We feel in a way we still do~
Steppen back..Just steppen back
go'en back to when~
There was a time .. memories fine
Times we ll never know agen ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyrighted 2018
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STILL IN THERE .. POETRY SONG...WISDOM OF LIFE TOO
HAPPY AS I'VE EVER BEEN  FOUND LOVE THAT TRUE
I SING HAVE MY FATHERS COUNTRY  COME IRISH VOICE
PEACE OF MIND I HAVE ALL OF THAT TOO

SO JUST KNOW ITS IN THERE DEEPLY WITHIN YOU
ALL YOU'VE EVER DREAMED OF ALIVE AND WELL TOO
BE YOURSELF USE IMAGINATION SMILE AS YOU CAN DO
ALWAYS STAY WITH POETRY ITS YOUR SOUL VOICE
                          SPEAKING THROUGH YOU


terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

BE YOURSELF ONLY BE THAT PERFECTLY
Golden leaf from tree so high
You dance last dance of all
On the way to where you'll lay
As now comes time to fall

Early dawn comes the time
Dew drop from leaf to ground
Done all meant to do so well
You do your thing not a sound

Little garden worm back into soil
No complaints much more to do
Making garden richer still each day
Little worms have destiny it's true

Little spider waiting for a juicy fly
Patients you have to admire in life
Little beatle you sleep now on leaf
No thoughts of un-needed daily strife

One can learn as nature always teaches
If we would only take the time to listen
Like little lizard upon a flower washing
Our lives as well could learn and glisten

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

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

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

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

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

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright ( 1992. ) 2018
How I still ever so do remember
When our lips cried for the hanging on~
And after when our lips they parted slowly
In a way that overestimated every sung love song~
Our hands hung on as we slowly moved away
And still long after you had gone my love~
Your beautiful fragrance how it graced my shirt
And as my heart beat and I thanked God above~
Never could I ever forget that first magic moment
I never in this lifetime never could~
As it is calved into my memory,heart and soul
Like a deep heart calved into a tree and wood~
And still now after all of this time it seems
Here I still hold within my arms that same loving dream~
And you are to this day the one that holds my heart
You rein there as my hearts own very queen~
I knew when we met all my prayers had been answered
Just the way that I dreamed once they would be~
You are my one true love forever and always
And you will always be within my heart and a part of me~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Old cow your bones are brilliant
As they bask there in the sun~
How you've paid for drought conditions
And now your time on earth is done~
You died out upon this lonely plain
Without a blade of grass at all~
No water holes out here not one
And no rain ever seems to fall~
Your soul has to be in a better place
Far better than out here old cow~
You died from thirst and starvation
And this place looks no different now~
Its still an arid and heartless land
And there's no cows out here but you now~
But I feel they d know what you went through
And how you died somehow~
But you never died for nil old cow
You still act as a memory and a sign~
That this place is no place to be
And a **** good place to leave behind~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright ( 1972 )  2018
THAT  OLD  HORSE

That old horse stoo at that gate for ages
Since his master passed away
Everyone was sure it'd die there
Just as it did later on one day

They buried it 20 feet away from gate
And his old dog lay for ages on that grave
They their master went everywhere together
As told to me by masters son called Dave

Strangest thing on maters birthday yearly
They's hear dogs howling in the night
Coming from where the wind came from too
Living dogs tail between legs hiding in fright

The three of them had been a team for years
On rabbit shooting trips checking fences too
The weather had changed each year the same
Folks'd say oh well more rain for sure due

A lot more to animals than most really know
Don't believe go out ask Dave you'll find it's so
That one night deadly quiet only wind will howl
And all but for a dog and maybe a horse on the prowl

terrence michael sutton
copyright ( ages ago )  2018
Can't tell you more than a lot but I know
how it feels ..
A forest almost full of younger pines
And just up the way stood older tree
Had been there for such a longest time
And the pine cutters they just let it be

Taller stronger wider with endless cones
Had seen many a pine season come and go
Nature had given it the power to survive
The hottest days the rains and the snow

That forest area was called lone pine hill
If only this giant could ever in life talk
Many had chosen that area lone pine hill
Since they first met years ago to walk

Experience resistence patients knowing
It stood upon this hill of pines and grace
Many now with family they often went
And sat under its peaceful lone pine space

One could see it from mountain ever near
Over valley and across the forests near by
From a lookout that was simply miles away
As it kept company with cloud up in the sky

Generations were told of it being long ago
And it stood still proud and tall does today
Eagles nested in it every year to raise young
And every year they grew and flew away

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
That old wind mill just keeps on turning
Never stops at all no way~
Only gives a little squeak now n then
Guess it has little to say~
The sunsets play games with its blades
As rays of sunlight divide~
And that old mill shares them with
The shadows that are slowly made~
Tall and elegant rusty some
Never seems to fault at all
Working not stop day n night
Never needs a breakfast call~
If that old mill could tell stories
I know for sure there'd be a few~
As a few good memories have been made
In that tank below over a year or two~
Just round and round with no complaints
Never seems to cease~
And the only wages that it ever gets
Is now n then a little grease~

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 .
Thats what Your Love Is worth

One day I was feeling broken and lonely
The next I owned the earth~
Thats what your love has done for me
Thats what your love is worth~
One day I had no real direction
The next , my way was clear~
My very being now perfection
All because of your love so dear~
One day my life seemed like living hell
The next I felt I was at heavens door~
And that is where my heart is right now
My love is yours for evermore~
One day I felt so empty
The next day I was so full of you~
Topped right up with all your love
Darlen .. Im so inlove with you ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
That's what Your Love Is worth

One day I was feeling broken and lonely
The next I owned the earth~
That's what your love has done for me
That's what your love is worth~
One day I had no real direction
The next , my way was clear~
My very being now perfection
All because of your love so dear~
One day my life seemed like living hell
The next I felt I was at heavens door~
And that is where my heart is right now
My love is yours for evermore~
One day I felt so empty
The next day I was so full of you~
Topped right up with all your love
Darlen .. Im so inlove with you ~

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2010
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.
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
When one can smell that freshest air
That is a living pleasure to breath in
Its pure fragrance as it nears to you
Silently still it moves slowly to begin

The crops and grasses all sit up and wait
The leaves upon the trees all bow and sway
That beautiful smell of the coming rain
I enjoyed its heavenly fragrance again today

We get more than our share of rain sometimes
But there is that special time I speak of true
When one can sit and smell the most pure air
As it moves slowly across the land to you

One can taste the oxygen in ones soul
Life giving and a gift from above
Has one feel glad to be alive and well
Another gift from God with love

How I just love the smell the coming rain
Even though its still a little far away
Its purest air one can breath in so deep
As it moves slowly across dry soil on the day.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
Clouds of black , Grey and green
Fill the sky this night~
Lightening flashes all about
within the clouds so bright~
The wind is mild, still silence reins
Trees move quietly in the waiting~
Leaves turn over upon the ground
A good storm I'm debating~
House lights now flicker on and off
The feeling it is there~
One can smell the freshness clear
Within the mountain air~
A spot of rain just hit my nose
I must hurry home~
As much as I do love the rain
I'm not facing this alone~
My home it is now in view
I see a light there burning~
The storm it nears with discontent
And for shelter I am yearning~
I now climb the steps to home
the rain comes tumbling down~
Papers , leaves and small sticks they fly
The rain now teaming upon the ground~
Trees now bending too and fro
The wind it howls now wildly~
And only just awhile ago
The wind it blew so mildly~
Lightening flashes , thunder roars
Rain flies in all directions~
Close that door a voice now cries
Its not the time for inspection~
Snug now and warm with a pet I love
Cuddled up beside me~
Sitting by our open fire
In a gown that almost hides me ~.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988
A soul can literally sit watching for hours on end
Next to the flickering light of a camp fire bright
Under out back skies full of stars that are so high
But still clearer than any place are they at night
As the flames they dance in perfect motion always
How one with company or even camped there on ones own
Can without noticing anything at all just remembering
Almost everywhere every place and everyone ones known
How the most beautiful words of poetry and lyric come
And at that time one swears to remember them all until
But just like most life's magic things and moments grand
To remember most of them at all I guess one never will
Almost as if dream time dancing of the flickering flames
They dance wildly captivating with charisma in their way
One sits and thinks and watches them silently for hours
Sometimes and almost until the early coming of the day
Its such a wonderful magic and such a majestic experience
Sitting watching the dancing of camp fire flames at night
With the peace of mind one then can freely know and find
Ever so tranquilly spending the night by a camp fire bright.

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 2018
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