At Peace

At Peace

A Poem by Norma M Sutton
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Thought on a Sunday's visit with the flock

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I lay in the sun
At peace
Ruby's head on my hip
Jordyn grazes at my head
The sun shines down
Body warming rays
Of Peace

I roll on my side and watch
My sheep passing by
Jordyn the pet closes her eyes
As under her chin I scratch
The goats stretch and strain
For the tastiest morsel
Always outside their pen
They mutter to one another

I lay in the sun
At peace
The guardians pass nearby
Pausing to catch my eye
Then back to work
Sleeping with a paw over one eye
Body warming in the suns rays


© 2015 Norma M Sutton


Author's Note

Norma M Sutton
Not really going anywhere with this. Not happy with how what I'm thinking is coming out, but hopefully with some practice it will start to come back. One so so a night is better then waiting and writing nothing.

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My Dear Writing Friend,
I was enthralled by this poem. I feel sadness for those whom do not either understand or care to understand the other relationships in life’s sojourns. In First Nations peoples concept of Deep Time it is know that the Animals and people once talked to each other. We are not sure what went wrong but humans lost that ability to speak to the animals, but the animals never lost their ability to speak between there selves.
But if we are silent, and centered, we find that a small unspoken voice can still be found calling to us, a voice that is full of wisdom. We can find friendships that are deep, non-pretentious, and full of love. It is obevous you have found such.

Blessings, Laughing-Bear


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Norma M Sutton

6 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. My animals have learned to speak in a method I understand :). Which proves th.. read more



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This is certainly not "nothing". In fact, you do a wonderful job of describing what must be a sublime experience.

Posted 4 Years Ago


why the guilt?,you have carved a simple, moving snap shot of time. to hold us who need that moment, your moment to remind us of how and when.

Posted 6 Years Ago


My Dear Writing Friend,
I was enthralled by this poem. I feel sadness for those whom do not either understand or care to understand the other relationships in life’s sojourns. In First Nations peoples concept of Deep Time it is know that the Animals and people once talked to each other. We are not sure what went wrong but humans lost that ability to speak to the animals, but the animals never lost their ability to speak between there selves.
But if we are silent, and centered, we find that a small unspoken voice can still be found calling to us, a voice that is full of wisdom. We can find friendships that are deep, non-pretentious, and full of love. It is obevous you have found such.

Blessings, Laughing-Bear


Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Norma M Sutton

6 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. My animals have learned to speak in a method I understand :). Which proves th.. read more
You give us insights into country living, excellent work.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on November 4, 2013
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Norma M Sutton
Norma M Sutton

Bostic, NC



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Norma Moore Sutton has written and published two children's books: The First Lamb and Harry Goes To The Fair She has written and published the first book in the Haunting Memories Series: Matthe.. more..

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