A little music
a glass of sweet tea
Living & Loving
Enjoying the blessings
in the land of the free
Beautiful to me
By:J.N.R Dutton
Tag: beauty
Shimmer
Above, there is a crimson hued sky
Picture perfect to me
Below, is a creek,
shimmering,
like a crystal sea
Such magnificent beauty
By:J.N.R Dutton
It’s amazing what a photo can capture sometimes, and this poem was inspired by one.
Roots
Planted his roots on the far side of town
Married his High School Love & he settled down
Planted a garden, raised two good kids
It was a simple life, he was glad it was his
By:J.N.R Dutton
Golden Fingers
Hank Garland had golden fingers
when he picked the guitar strings,
he could really make them sing
& he had a knack for everything,
I was on YouTube earlier, listening to him play
his talents will surely take your breath away
By:J.N.R Dutton
Red
The color red is a favorite of mine
It really stands out,
like it was made to shine
It’s the color of many a beautiful thing
from our very life blood to roses in spring
By:J.N.R Dutton
La Bella
He was captivated both by the fiery hue of her hair,
and the fiery look she had when she’d stop & stare
Like he was the only man in all the world,
or at least the only one for which she cared
He loved looking in her eyes
& seeing such passion there
He called her La Bella, Beautiful, radiant,fair
By:J.N.R Dutton
Moonlight
Hitting the road on a Greyhound,
together they were Idaho bound
He remembers there being snow all around
It was a picturesque sight, especially @ night
When the snow glistened in the bright moonlight
By:J.N.R Dutton
Rockwell
I was looking at a picturesque scene
A Norman Rockwell painting
There was something about it, so serene,
beautiful, comforting
I love the way art can evoke such feelings
By:J.N.R Dutton
Golden Years
In her golden years, the golden thread,
the golden hair upon her head
has begun to fade to gray
she’s been self conscious for a while
Her husband looks at her & smiles,
& he tells her “Sweetheart, I love you anyway”
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetess
There is a poetess that I know,
she’s not yet one of great reknown
but every time I read her work,
I find it quite profound
Sometimes her words are simple,
sometimes quite complex
Every time I find one poem ending
I look forward to the next
By: J.N.R Dutton
