Jo’s been an artist fifteen years
A lot of late nights, hard work,
blood, sweat, paint fumes, & tears
Pouring his heart out onto his canvas,
as much of a challenge as it all is
He says: “I wouldn’t wanna be doing
something different from this,
It’s what I was born to, it is my bliss”
By: J.N.R Dutton
A poet in simple clothes, you could pass him right by
without a second glance, and never think twice
but if he opened his mouth and began reciting rhyme
It’d stop you in your track, time after time
Whether on a street corner, or some place more refined
He’d pour out his soul, line after line
He’d rhyme of sweet Love, and beauty that shines
and so many other things that dance in his mind
By: J.N.R Dutton
It’s true that pain makes good art,
It gives us a release some days
but not all art has to be about pain
It’s time that more of us realize that again
Otherwise, we’ll only create
when our lives are circling the drain,
and constantly creating from that dark place
may be enough to drive a person insane
By:J.N.R Dutton
A canvas stained blood red
An artist lying stone dead
“Vultures” gather round
To loot the art that they have found
Nobody cared that his heart stopped beating
They only cared about
feeding their own greed
By:J.N.R Dutton
Simple, beautiful artistry,
that still appeals to me
Nothing too far out or flashy
I don’t need it to be
Just give me a good song
A sweet heartfelt melody
& meaningful, lyrical, poetry
Maybe something w/a story,
With a singer who wants
To pour out their soul to me
By:J.N.R Dutton
About how one person’s trash is another’s treasure
flower petals scattered round
on a crowded Mexican street,
People en masse
passing by,
trampling them under their feet
Til a woman begins gathering them up,
working in the bitter Mexican heat
She takes them home and affixes them
to a canvas, arranged so beautifully & neat
She adds a special sealant,
to set them permanently,
Then sells her petal collage @ a market
To get her family food to eat
By:J.N.R Dutton
My dream space
would have a fireplace
& lots of great art on the wall,
It would be a salon
for creative souls
I’d welcome any & all
By:J.N.R Dutton
I love kaleidoscope colors
lit up like a neon sign
bold & bright
Splashed on a black canvas
that’s dark as the night
By:J.N.R Dutton
Let’s all love one another,
and come together in peace
Let’s celebrate the One who made us all
and the diversity of His artistry,
Expressed in humanity
To the Lord Almighty, let All Glory Be
By:J.N.R Dutton
Brown mountains rising high
Above a river that’s surrounded by
lush green on every side
Unspoiled natural beauty
a majestic sight to see
By:J.N.R Dutton
This poem was inspired by a photo that I saw recently that just looked awesome
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 