I can’t stand to read tributes
on your Facebook page
Reminding me constantly you’re gone,
something I can’t change
I can only hope & pray
you’re in Loving angels’ embrace
You’re missed more than I can ever say
By: J.N.R Dutton
Real Love
Real love is something
no money can buy
Hold to it fast,
it’s one thing that won’t lie
It doesn’t care about appearances
It cares about the heart & soul inside
By:J.N.R Dutton
Lost Girl
There was a woman people called
the hippie blues queen
She was wild & reckless as anyone had ever seen
and by 27 she was gone from this world
The world’s heart broke for that little lost girl
By:J.N.R Dutton
Inspired by the sad real life & death of Janis Joplin
Untitled New Poem
There may be ravenous “werewolves”
and “vampires” around
People who’ll try to take the dreams
you’ve built and tear them down
Never let the beasts beat you
or break your heart
Most of all never apologize
for being true to who you are
By: J.N.R Dutton
I did something a bit different, I took a word I heard today and wrote a spontaneous poem around it. May do it again in the future.
Music Therapy (Poetry)
I’ll tell you something that really helps me
Music as therapy,
I love how music can soothe the soul
When you’re feeling down & empty
It can really fill the hole
Whatever you’re dealing with,
just take your music off the shelf
It can say things for you
when you can’t express them yourself
By:J.N.R Dutton
Gypsy (The Music Man)
Seems like he’s spent
most of his life on the highway
He’s part poet, part modern day gypsy
He was born to roam
he couldn’t even tell you
the last time he was home
He’s got people that love him,
people that miss him
It’s not always easy,
sometimes it’s straight up lonely
but every night he hits the stage
playing his songs
it sends a thrill through him
when he hears people sing along
In his life he’s traveled thousands of miles
If his music really touches a soul once in a while
that to him is what makes it all worthwhile
By: J.N.R Dutton
Untitled (Poem)
One of my most well known poems, written a couple years back.
The Blues Man (Poetry)
Untitled Poem
I wrote this a long time ago, originally intended as part of a song.
He hides secrets with “white lies”
Secrets that leave his soul to cry
He fights for every breath each day
Just to stay alive
He hides his pain with “I’m alright”
Knowing no one can see
inside his heart & mind
When his tears fall,
they fall in spades
Truth is he wants
to break his chains
If he could only find a way
By: J.N.R Dutton
Name Dropping (Poem)
In “Country” music today
There are so many
fakes and flakes
They’re playing games
and getting paid
for name dropping
They name drop the legends,
Like Jennings, Cash and Jones
but who they were?
They wouldn’t even know
They are transparent,
Their insincerity shows
they show little respect
for down home country soul
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 