Warmth (of Human Kindness)

One brutally cold evening, a man sought shelter from a storm, he stumbled to a cabin with a fire raging safe and warm

The owner was there to greet him, said “Son come on in, what were you doing out there in that bitter Winter wind?”

He said “I was out running errands and somehow I lost my way, thank you for letting me stay here, I think I’ll be okay”

The cabin owner smiled, said “it’s been a while anyway, since I’ve had visitors, so I’m glad for the company ” as he cooked a burger for the man, and they sat down to feast.

By: J.N.R Dutton

A Poet’s Story

My heart broke as I listened to Chuck’s story

His childhood with his father was the stuff of tragedies

He recounted being beaten frequently, often over the smallest of things

It made him a hard man he admitted honestly, but later in life he’d bleed all that residual pain into poetry

Seems that was the best way he knew to set it free

By: J.N.R Dutton

Inspired by a fellow poet’s biography

Celebrate

Couple still dances together like they did the night that they were wed, they are so connected, in each other’s heart and head

They took their vows seriously as well they should, and the life and Love they have together, oh it’s been more than good

With every heartbeat, every breath they take, they live each day to the fullest,

They don’t hold back or hesitate, they don’t let anything go to waste together

they love to celebrate

By: J.N.R Dutton

Blackouts

It’s around 7 a.m, and I’m at it again, writing out another rhyme, I’m in no hurry, I figure why rush? It’s better when I take my time

We’ve had a couple blackouts here lately, and frankly it’s grating my nerves, especially when I am in the middle of something, that really brings out the grr’s

I could let it drive me TOTALLY mad, but I’m hoping instead just that they end when the weather gets better, because that surely would make my heart glad

By: J.N.R Dutton