Conscience Cry

The soul is always weeping

when the wrong lines are crossed

and we don’t always realize

til it’s too late just what we’ve lost

Tell me now, if you will,

how many stop to count the cost?

Do you go to bed at night

with your conscience clean & clear,

or do you try to silence it

because guilt eats at you,

and it is too painful to hear?

By:J.N.R Dutton

 

 

 

Wild & Free

He never learned or cared much about

the formal rigid rules of poetry

He had more of a “Dead Poets” thing going,

writing from the heart, about his life,

& dreams, letting his mind run wild & free

& occasionally, he hit on a cool rhyme scheme

By: J.N.R Dutton

The “Dead Poets” referenced in this poem is the 1989 film “Dead Poets Society” starring the late great Robin Williams as maverick teacher John Keating

 

Substance

To create anything of substance

You need to tap into your soul

& let it free as water flow

whatever you’re feeling

Let it show, whether it’s something

dark as coal or pure & bright

as the driven snow…

Draw inspiration from the sweetness

of a kiss, or from a time you stared 

too long into an abyss, whatever you choose,

whatever it is, tell the world of the experience

 By: J.N.R Dutton

 

True Blues

He loves to play his harmonica

Loves to play the blues

To him, there’s nothing better

Than a simple soulful tune

He’s played it for years

and he’s almost ninety-two

If you ever met him, 

you can be sure

He’d be thrilled to play for you

& he prefers overalls and slippers

over some fancy suit and blue suede shoes

By: J.N.R Dutton