He was a singer
A great guitar ringer
but who he was
went so much deeper
than that
He was often a poet
Sometimes a preacher
Some just called him
the man in black
Though he’s been gone now
For a few long years
his life made a permanent impact
This is a tribute to one of my heroes
The unforgettable Johnny Cash
By:J.N.R Dutton
I am very surprised and thankful for the interest this blog is already receiving in it’s opening day, such a blessing!
I will continue bringing you all more poetry as often as I can. I think the future for this blog is looking bright.
I don’t want to spend
my life struggling
Chasing the green
Money isn’t everything
There’s more important things
Like Love and beauty and family
One day we all go on to eternity
and as I’m sure everybody knows
you can’t take material things
with you when you go
©J.N.R Dutton,2020
He’s thinking of suicide
As the needle hits his vein
Sometimes it seems life’s beauty
Is outweighed by the pain
But then he hears a sweet whisper
despite the haze that’s hit his brain
The voice says
“let me help you, child
You’re going to be ok”
©J.N.R Dutton,2019
I wrote this back in May 2019
One caring person who reaches out to someone hurting may save a life.
He felt like he could almost
hear the whiskey whisper,
night after night
I’ll set you free,
I’ll kill your pain,
I’ll break your chains
Come drink of me
It took him a while to realize
It was all lies
and at the end of the day
there was a heavy price
Slowly but surely, he was dying inside
©J.N.R Dutton,2019
One of my old poems
All his so called “jobs” have been for peanuts
Nothing quite working out like he planned
Now he’s back to the drawing board again
He tries to hide his frustration
But when everything feels like it’s in vain
It really feels like he’s stuck on a merry go round
or worse, the crazy train
©J.N.R Dutton,2019
Bleed me,
let me tell you what I mean,
I mean take all that you need from me, freely
My strength, my Love,
To my last heartbeat
Let me be, the person on which you lean
Through the beauty & the pain
Sunshine or the rain
When this world is sweet as honey,
or when it gets dark & mean
©J.N.R Dutton, 2019
Originally written in 2019 for my wife.
I believe music ought to
speak to the very depths of you
That’s one reason why
I am forever a fan of the blues
With it’s rhythms & rhymes
and hard luck stories and truths
©J.N.R Dutton,2020
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