Heard recently

about the husband

of an old friend

he passed away suddenly

the other day

sometimes it happens that way

He left behind a legacy of Love,

and faith, his wasn’t lip service

anyone who knew him

knew his sincerity

By: J.N.R Dutton


An emaciated looking man of sorrows

set silently to mourn

the death of his darling bride,

In her loss, his greatest grief was born

She had been his constant companion

For a mere six years,

and for their many lost tomorrows

He wept the bitterest of tears

By: J.N.R Dutton

Inspired by the life & pain of a fellow poet,

whose wife of merely 6 years contracted & died of a lung ailment.


In early grade school I remember

having a school assembly

Where my class was informed

we lost a kid named Anthony

All these years later,

I don’t know why it stuck w/me

Except it was one of my earliest

experiences of tragedy

I never got to meet him, thinking back I wish I did

they say he jumped or fell from a railroad bridge,

There were rumors of intentional suicide,

but if so, I’ve got to wonder, what could drive a kid?

By:J.N.R Dutton

Lived & Loved

In a quiet church yard rose garden,

a woman knelt and gently wept

Remembering her husband

and the one promise that he hadn’t kept

For thirty years they Lived & Loved,

together they’d been dreaming of

Spending their golden years hand in hand,

but then his illness came

& sadly it stole away that plan

but when she looks back on the time that they got

She smiles & thinks she couldn’t have had a better man

By:J.N.R Dutton

Man of Steel

Billy thought his Uncle Jack was Superman

& he wanted to be just like him

Jack, well he was tough as nails

Never backed down from anything,

never seemed to fail

Then came one battle that Jack couldn’t win

It took his life when Billy was ten

It was then Billy learned how real grief feels

but to him, Jack would always be the Man of Steel

By:J.N.R Dutton

Tribute To Robin Williams

Robin was a funny man, a genuine comedy star,

Always out to make others laugh,

He took it seriously and worked pretty hard

but unbeknownst to all of us, our favorite clown was suffering

In his final days he was ill,

and because of it his mind was failing

Thousands are still in shock, over the death of that comedy king

By:J.N.R Dutton