Small town county fair,
Jingling tambourines
playing there
people gathering w/voices raising,
such sweet, sweet sounds
everybody celebrating
with smiles all around
By: J.N.R Dutton
Tag: storytelling
All Good To Me
Decided to return a bit earlier than originally planned, did enjoy my short break though.
Judy was a South Memphis dream
She was a High School beauty queen
Raised by a daddy with a stern and heavy hand
Who never seemed to understand
the things on her heart
or the life she planned
or why she so fervently
Loved a boy in a band
She said, “Daddy, how can I make you see,
that Jay Loves & wants the best for me?”
Her daddy said: “precious girl, I just worry,
I want for your life only sweetness and beauty,
I can’t say I’ll ever understand what you see,
but if he truly Loves you, then all good to me”
By: J.N.R Dutton
Randy
Randy’s sitting in a motel room
He don’t need to check out til noon
He’s been sitting there all night
A lot is weighing on his mind
His heart was shattered by a longtime lady friend,
who said she didn’t really think of him
the same way he did her,
He couldn’t believe how much it burned,
All his friends, well, they’re concerned
She’s still filling up his memories,
though he’s tried to drown them in a thousand things
It really is a shame you see,
& misery loves company
By:J.N.R Dutton
Complete fiction, a creative writing piece, though inspired by some scenes from a music video.
Don’t Ever Miss A Beat
Jerry’s working in a warehouse
Down on the main floor
Readying up the merchandise
That will be headed to the grocery store
The trucks are all in route,
so he’s got to hurry quick
He don’t ever miss a beat
& he rarely calls in sick
By:J.N.R Dutton
Untitled New Poem
Jeffery James was a rodeo man,
he wore a black felt western hat
When he was leaving out of Amarillo,
he rested his head against a greyhound glass window,
using his hat as a pillow
As he started drifting to dream, he heard a scream
“Look ma, is that a real cowboy?”, that shout gave him a start
that about stopped his heart, it had come from a wild eyed boy
His mama said “child, you quiet down now”
but Jeff couldn’t help but smile,
he told the boy about all his adventures
They got to talking for a good long while
By:J.N.R Dutton
Never Want The Music To End
Dani spends her nights surrounded by
City lights brightly glistening
She walks the plaza listening
To live music, oh she loves it
So many awesome blends
She’s there w/all her friends
They never want the music to end
By:J.N.R Dutton
When The Lights Went Down
Spent years running round,
at first couldn’t wait to get out
of that one stoplight town
but he’s back to his old stomping ground
Because he sees now, it’s where his heart
wanted to be every night
When the lights went down
By:J.N.R Dutton
Old Time Country Poets
Tonight I’m listening
to old time country poets
Committing their words to memory
drawing inspiration
For my own poetry
With everything I’ve learned from them
I could weave work for weeks
There’s nothing quite like a cowboy poem
To set the imagination free
By:J.N.R Dutton
A Dream That Won’t Fade
John had always dreamed of Broadway,
and a life upon the stage
but life took some twists & turns
that he did not anticipate
Now he’s a banker down in Georgia,
some would say he’s got it made
Still, he thinks back, as he’s approaching middle age
He’s wondering if he should try one more time
to pursue that dream that just won’t fade
By:J.N.R Dutton
Dear Ones
Fellow writers of stories & poetry,
Dear ones, my loves, if you please,
bleed your words & set them free
Let them flow into the heart
& mind of me
I will always be willing to read
As long as your passion I can see
By:J.N.R Dutton
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