Dear Travis,
Everything I read from you,
it sets my heart to racing
You spill your soul on to the pages
everything that you’re feeling
or facing, know this brother,
to all your words, I’m deeply relating
I know that I can always find
some of the best inspiration
When I read what comes from your pen
By: J.N.R Dutton
Old T.M., all dressed in black,
w/his old guitar & a derby hat
he looked rough & ragged, that’s a fact
& his voice sounded more than a little cracked
but he lifted up his voice to sing
to all the souls who’d hear it ring
to let them know there were no limits
to how big they could dream
He said:
“You know, I’ve been where some of you are, been a little frazzled, got some battle scars, but all in all, I’m alright, I’ve never lost my will to fight, I may be a broken star, but haven’t lost my shine, go live your story like I have mine”
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
I’ve got a dear sweet friend heavy on my mind,
though she’s left this world behind,
she’s still a profound part of mine,
in my memory she’ll forever shine.
(A tribute to one of the best friends I ever had)
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
Andrew loves to go hiking every summer,
up through a high mountain pass,
and to go camping down near a river where
He loves to dig his toes down into wet soft beds of clay, and if anybody were to ask
He would surely say it’s paradise
He wouldn’t have it any other way
By: J.N.R Dutton
Ten years married together and they’re still going strong, all the good times are on their minds more than the times that have gone wrong
He still loves to hold her while they relax late each night, to see the smile on her face, and their future’s looking bright
The family they’ve built together, they wouldn’t trade for all the world, it’s worth more than all that glitters, it’s more precious than diamonds or pearls.
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
Jo’s been an artist fifteen years
A lot of late nights, hard work,
blood, sweat, paint fumes, & tears
Pouring his heart out onto his canvas,
as much of a challenge as it all is
He says: “I wouldn’t wanna be doing
something different from this,
It’s what I was born to, it is my bliss”
By: J.N.R Dutton
A copper colored guitar’s
slung across a drifting picker’s back
He walks upon roads of old cobblestone
As the night soon fades to black
He is well on his way to where he needs to go
He’ll be there by early dawn,
then he’ll jump, jive, & jam
with all his friends, that’s the plan
until the day once again is gone
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 