No poet wants to be a writer of shallow rhymes
or wants to waste theirs or their readers time
It doesn’t matter how great of a gift you have
if you don’t use it wise(ly)
If you squander what you’re given
then you end up like a
kerosene lamp that’s empty
Useless to anybody
By: J.N.R Dutton
If I could bring him back again
If I could re-light his life’s spark
I would love to write new
lyrics & melodies with
the late great Guy Clark
while he sat on a porch swing at night
Singing his heart out in the dark
By: J.N.R Dutton
Poetry will always be an obsession
Storytelling & expression
I’m not going to hold back
Honestly, who has time for that?
If it comes to mind I’m writing it down
I won’t wear chains, won’t be bound
Whatever’s laid on my heart
I’ve got to let it out
By: J.N.R Dutton
I’m jamming to my playlist
People like Church, Corbett & Cash
They put their heart & soul into it all
They wouldn’t settle for trash
I love them for
The trails that they blazed
the blood, the sweat & tears they gave
the songs they wrote & sang
I’ll forever thank them for that
They are the coolest cats
By: J.N.R Dutton
You can tell a lot about a man by the way he treats his wife
Does he treat her like a doormat,
or instead like she’s among
the greatest blessings of his life?
Is he indifferent, or does he Love her w/all his might?
By: J.N.R Dutton
Dear brothers & sisters,
go out & smell the roses while you can
Be careful of the thorns, my friends
As fast as this world spins
remember there are opportunities
that won’t come around again
By: J.N.R Dutton
A moonless night,
a car parked down
by a river side,
Poet writing on
an old legal pad
by the glow of
the dashboard light
By: J.N.R Dutton
A daddy talked to his son one day,
had so much he needed to say
“Son, I know I’m not the greatest man,
but for you I’d do all I can,
I know I don’t always have
a gentle tone, or gentle hands,
but still, I hope you understand
I Love you, even when
I have to discipline“
By: J.N.R Dutton
When it seems like our hardest days
are testing our faith,
God’s Love remains!
With every heartbeat
Every breath we take
We should trust in the Father
Give Him Praise
Walk in His truth & grace
By: J.N.R Dutton
One thing I have learned as a blogger, is not all connections who start out w/you will continue with you. Nonetheless, that doesn’t discourage me from blogging, I continue to immensely enjoy blogging, actually. Connections may come & go, but may my creative passion stay fueled forever. I do continue to appreciate the connections who are still w/me after all this time.
