Joe E.

When Joe E. was a young man

He looked like early spry

Johnny Cash

He’s done some hard living

but these days he knows better than that

Roads are hard, lessons learned

He’s played w/fire & he’s been burned

Oh, he still plays the music

& tells the stories in his songs

but he’s put away the childish things

Wishes he had all along

By:J.N.R Dutton


Jenny’s daddy was a junkie for the Bombay gin

He’d drink it every night until his head would spin

She grew up watching him,

said “I’m never gonna be like that

when I have my own kids,

Daddy how can you make me see you like this?”

When she was 18 she made a decision

she left him behind, never saw him again,

it was hard to do, but it was for the best

since her daddy had made his life a mess

By: J.N.R Dutton




Pressing On (Darkest Before Dawn)

We’ve all got our tales of our successes

and fails,we’ve all gotten the winds

knocked out of our sails on occasion

Sometimes it’s taken some persuasion

For us to get back up again, but we did

because we knew that giving up was

not an option, so we pressed on

Stay strong, and remember,

it’s always darkest before the dawn

By: J.N.R Dutton

I couldn’t decide between two titles for this poem, so I used both