Are you ever around a person

& just their presence makes you cringe?

Does it feel poisonous?

Does every word dropped from their tongue

Sound like a serpent’s hiss?

There is a certain man that I know

who is exactly just like this

By:J.N.R Dutton

Infinite Complexity

One thing I know, one thing I see

Is people have infinite complexity

We’re not all one thing, or all another

but a mixture

A mixture of our Love, and hope

Our joy & sorrow,

we’re shaped by our yesterdays & tomorrows

A mixture of pleasure & pain, a mixture of caution

& wanting to spread our wings

A mixture of a million and one+ other things

By:J.N.R Dutton

Hillbilly Poet

He lives in Appalachia where life is hard

Some call him hillbilly poet, or simply a bard

because even while he’s slaving away

every day to put food on his family’s plates

He tells everybody stories,

and everybody says they’re first rate…

As the sweat of his brow

is pouring off his face,

He just takes the life he’s been given

with grace

By:J.N.R Dutton