A Smile Through The Tears

Rodney was raised on the highway and in the jam joints

His daddy was a picker in a Southern band

He raised Rodney with a stern but loving hand

Taught him how to play guitar, and other skills that he’d take far and wide

On the day his daddy died, Rodney he let loose and cried, held on to that casket tight for a while

Then whispered as they finally laid it low

“I don’t know how I’ll let him go, daddy thank you for all that I know, and all the Love you gave”

as a smile found it’s way to his face

By: J.N.R Dutton

Healed Heart

He remembers how when he was a younger man,

he’d had a heart of stone, he did all that he could

to keep people at arm’s length,

he thought letting them in

just wasn’t worth it, the price that he would pay

if in the end, they never stayed anyway

but then one day, real love it came,

in fact, it wouldn’t leave him alone

It changed him & it healed him

when it made his heart it’s home

By: J.N.R Dutton

Victories (A Great Reminder)

Sometimes the greatest victories

are won through courage,

sacrifice, pain & sorrow,

Don’t give up hope in the

midst of your storm

Be thankful for your yesterdays,

todays & tomorrows

By: J.N.R Dutton

Ultimately, decided to take the advice I was given regarding this blog, and not retire it (as you can see) I did have a pretty sweet break & am actually very refreshed.

I’ll just write when I have the most time, highest energy & best inspiration.

Keith & Lorrie (1989)

Keith and Lorrie’s Love story

I’ve heard it many times

It came flooding back

fresh to my mind tonight

As I heard Lorrie singing in his memory,

& of what seeing him again might

be like, what I saw when I looked

into her eyes is the pain of his loss is

still fresh to her as if it were still 1989

The year Keith left this world behind

By: J.N.R Dutton

Masculine Tears

Many men were raised up in a time

Where a man ever crying was largely seen

in a sense as a crime that undermined

their masculinity

They were called a sissy or a pantywaist

Humiliated and disgraced

Now, petty whining, I don’t advocate

but sometimes a man crying DOES have it’s place

like if he’s dealing w/a broken heart

if his home & family are falling apart

There’s no shame in expressing grief and pain

it doesn’t make him weak or lame

By: J.N.R Dutton

Art Doesn’t Always Have To Come From Pain

It’s true that pain makes good art,

It gives us a release some days

but not all art has to be about pain

It’s time that more of us realize that again

Otherwise, we’ll only create

when our lives are circling the drain,

and constantly creating from that dark place

may be enough to drive a person insane

By:J.N.R Dutton