As his airplane takes off, Monty looks out the window, down at the hometown he’s leaving behind, excited for all the new adventures he’ll find
He’s also letting go
of a lot of painful memories
Years of nightmarish abuse
and vicious bullying
He’s off to follow his dreams,
Focused on his future,
nurturing better things
What couldn’t break him
gave him the courage he’d need,
Those who tried to make him a victim
Gave him the strength of a king
By: J.N.R Dutton
I’ve seen tear stains on the faces
of broken souls,
I’ve seen those whose worlds
have been utterly razed,
but who hold on, and hold out,
for sweet better days
They forever are heroes to me,
& I think anyone could agree
By: J.N.R Dutton
At some points, we’ve all had hearts broken
heard and said things we wish were never spoken
but I hope and ask that you keep your heart wide open
Always hoping, always holding on to Love
as firmly as you can
By: J.N.R Dutton
You say you’ve had a hard knock life
well friend, join the club,
did you let it get you down,
or choose instead to rise above ?
Though many things may shake you
don’t let them break you
Instead, dwell more on blessings and Love
By: J.N.R Dutton
Jordan hit Seattle on a Saturday,
even though he lived a few hours away
he needed the break
from the week he’d had anyway
he met up with friends,
& they let him stay and rest up
w/them for a while…
The good times he had with them
brought fresh light to his smile
He said:
“Let’s do this again soon, okay?
when I’m headed back again this way,
& don’t worry about the coffee, I’ll pay,
you all really made my day”
By: J.N.R Dutton
Janie used to dream heavily of Hollywood,
always wanted to be a star
when she was just seventeen, she loaded up her car
Headed out to Cali, where they said all the big names are
but all these years later, her priorities have changed
as they tend to do, they say wisdom comes with age
she still loves to perform, believes there’s nothing
wrong with such a thing,
but also knows there’s so much more
to life than the stage and fleeting fame
By: J.N.R Dutton
He spends his days working & riding
in wide open spaces
Dreaming of a time
so very long ago
When adventure called,
it was off to the races
It got his heart pounding
& his adrenaline to flow
By: J.N.R Dutton
A great Houston poet loves singing the blues
remembers playing in Texas mud
without any shoes
getting that grit up between his toes
& paying merely pocket change for a picture show
He says “Man oh, Man, that was so
many, many years ago”
& his face lights up in the brightest glow
By: J.N.R Dutton
No matter how long you’ve traveled in the wrong direction
You can always turn around & make a course correction
We’ve all been down some broken roads
at some point in our lives
but if the Lord woke you this morning,
thank Him, and trust in His plan
& remember it’s a gift to be alive
By: J.N.R Dutton
For too long, he’d let himself slide
slacked off on his exercise
but recently he’s started
to get back in the swing
of things
His muscles ached and screamed,
but he knows he’s alive
by the brutal but beautiful burn
that he feels inside
He’s got energy like he did
as a kid,
he thought that was long gone
like a lost friend
but he’s glad to have it again
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 