There’s madness in your “poetry”
I searched for a trace of sanity
but there was none there to be found
you ramble on, endlessly babbling
You fill your blog pages with things
that have me truly wondering
What knocked you off the
rails again,
I’d reach out to help you
if I had a clue where to even begin
By: J.N.R Dutton
Some people ramble so incoherently
thinking all the while that
they’re saying something
new & deep, but to me it seems
like they could really use some strong medication,
a good long vacation,
& more than a few good hours of sleep
By: J.N.R Dutton
A Dr. had a certain patient on his ward that was new, they’d never met before
as he got to know him more, the patient really struck a chord,
The Doc was struck first by the fact
that the kid was in a mental institution at only age eight
The Doc thought no kid should have so much on his emotional plate
that they end up that way
He knew it’s hard enough for an adult,
but a kid has got to be feeling crushed by so much weight
He knew parents should be there for kids, to carry them through,
that no child should feel like they’ve got no one to turn to
By:J.N.R Dutton
When someone is clearly in cognitive/
mental health decline
It does them no favors to turn a blind eye
& pretend everything is fine
Even if you’re doing it just to be polite
It’s still not alright
By:J.N.R Dutton
Some people are afraid to address mental health issues because they don’t want to be “offensive” but if you know someone struggling w/a cognitive impairment, it NEEDS to be addressed, & if possible treated.
He was a brilliant poet once,
he wore it like a crown
but ever since the accident
his mind wanders too much now
though he may write a line or two
that’s all that he can get through
His Dr’s tell him he’ll never be the same
but he’s still hoping for healing
like a desert hopes for rain
By: J.N.R Dutton
Sometimes I read things written w/literally no coherency
Passed off as poetry, it’s always irritated me
There should be at least some sanity
In the words put to the page
I understand not every poem will rhyme
Sometimes even mine don’t,
but there should still be some kind
of stable flow, these days though
it seems like some people
try to pawn off disorganized
schizophrenic thoughts as art
I can’t pander to it, I won’t
By: J.N.R Dutton
We all know someone like this
He puts on a mask, a confident charismatic charade
Every day, that says he’s got it together,that he’s
got it made but if you took even the dull edge of a blade
and cut it away, peeled back the disguise
I can tell you what you’d find, something anyone
can relate to and recognize… a man struggling
with pain, wrestling with his own mind,
He won’t tell you of the many nights he’s cried
Afraid to tell anyone what he’s dealing with
or feeling inside
By: J.N.R Dutton
I once knew a man named Andrew
He was an Iraq war vet
He said he experienced traumas there
He just couldn’t forget
There are many people
With similar battle scars
When they return from
serving their countries
They are still locked in private wars
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 