Giant Jack

This is about a man named Giant Jack,

Tall & strong with skin jet black

Who caught rattlesnakes in a canvas sack

Skinned them down, salted them,

& hung them on a rack

Made them into rattler jerky

for when he needed a snack

By:J.N.R Dutton

Dan

Dan played Sax in a jazz band

under bright stage lights

and enjoyed the beauty of the Broadway nights

but as years went on, yeah, as that time flew by

He started to re-prioritize,

He met a lovely lady with a fire in her eyes

He wanted to be her husband,

for her to be his wife,

Settle in a small town, raise a family,

& have a normal life

By:J.N.R Dutton

Sweet Ruby

They laid his sweet Ruby under a live oak,

buried in her favorite red dress & cloak

The day they laid her down to rest, He did his best,

to hold on to the last words that she spoke,

She’d said to him as she’d given him one last kiss:

“I love you now & I always will, I know this loss is a bitter pill,

but rest assured I’ll see you again, & always remember this,

that for forty three years,through ice & fire & raging winds,

you were the man I love & my best friend”

By:J.N.R Dutton

“I’d Do It All Over Again”

A kid packed his bags heavy,

threw them in his Chevy truck

Headed down to Texas,

where people had said he should try his luck

He spent his first months in Fort Worth,

staying w/a good friend of his,

Working days as a dishwasher

& spending his nights

playing gigs,

Being a musician it was a tough row to hoe

but even so, he was glad he made a go of it,

Years later when he’d succeeded,

He said “I’ve got to admit,

If I had to go back, I’d do it all over again”

By:J.N.R Dutton

Rita (Poem)

One time Rita spent an evening in a barroom,

Where bottomless whiskey flowed

then she stumbled so confused & helpless,

out into the bitter snow,

Thankfully the barman found

her husband’s number in her phone,

Because Rita would have frozen to death

trying to find her own way back home,

When she sobered up the next day,

Rita apologized,

she was thankful to be alive

she never touched another drop of whiskey

for the rest of her life

By:J.N.R Dutton

Silver Ridge

A young man living off the grid in a place called Silver Ridge

He’s an outdoors man & survivalist

On his front door there’s a “no trespassing” sign,

Custom made real fine, shellacked til it shined

he’s had it a long time, It’s carved from the remains

of a chopped down Georgia Pine,

He lives off the land like his granddaddy did

Family tradition,

He’s not alone, he’s got a wife & kids

To some he’s strange, but not to them

Their way of life is just how it’s always been

They wouldn’t trade it in,

they love the freedom of it

By:J.N.R Dutton

Beautiful Charade

This is the story of a man named Max,

& a woman named Jade

& how everything they had was lost

When a terrible line was crossed one day

Never before in all her life

had Jade ever felt so betrayed

Everyone looking from the outside in

bought into the beautiful charade

Thought “what a wonderful couple,

so in love, they’ve got it made”

but all that’s left is ashes,

where there was once a white hot flame

& thousands of memories of yesterdays remain,

She’s got a pillow full of teardrop stains

cause every night they fall like rain,

Love, yeah, only true Love

Will ever ease her pain

By:J.N.R Dutton