A copper colored guitar’s

slung across a drifting picker’s back

He walks upon roads of old cobblestone

As the night soon fades to black

He is well on his way to where he needs to go

He’ll be there by early dawn,

then he’ll jump, jive, & jam

with all his friends, that’s the plan

until the day once again is gone

By: J.N.R Dutton

So Much More

Janie used to dream heavily of Hollywood,

always wanted to be a star

when she was just seventeen, she loaded up her car

Headed out to Cali, where they said all the big names are

but all these years later, her priorities have changed

as they tend to do, they say wisdom comes with age

she still loves to perform, believes there’s nothing

wrong with such a thing,

but also knows there’s so much more

to life than the stage and fleeting fame

By: J.N.R Dutton