Listening to the whine of that old blues harp,
oh you play so well, my brother
So much heart & so much soul,
When one tune ends
I can’t wait for another
You make it sound so bittersweet
Get people rising to their feet
Dancing so happy & free
Your playing really is
breathtaking to me
By: J.N.R Dutton
Old man Joe, his storytelling’s superb
there’s never been an out of place word
Oh I love the tales he weaves
accompanied by the most brilliant
and lively melodies
He really knows just how to speak to me
and man can he ever set a scene
By: J.N.R Dutton
Inspired by & dedicated to one of the finest poets to ever pick up a pen.
I hadn’t been to your pages in a while,
but I love your skill
& talent still
When I read what you had written,
I couldn’t help but smile
Some of what you write is serious,
others I know is just for laughs
but whatever I read from you,
I know it never will be trash
By: J.N.R Dutton
This is the story of a brilliant young man
His talent was real,
and his dreams were grand
He knew tech as well as the back of his hand
as soon as he could he went to the tech promised land
Times were tough, the struggle was real
but now he’s among the most successful in the field
By: J.N.R Dutton
Such a talent, Mother Maybelle
That’s all that I can say,
it was raw and unpolished,
but you know what?
That’s okay
there’s such resounding beauty
in each instrument,
and every note I heard her play
By: J.N.R Dutton
Mother Maybelle was gone long before I came along,
but her talent & her songs are a beautiful legacy.
I am glad for recording technology preserving such treasure.
Eric, if you were reading this I’d like to say,
I’m a bigger fan now than I was
even just yesterday
The way you tell a story, brother,
it just keeps blowing me away
every time I think I’ve heard your best
you top it & prove me wrong
As long as you keep sharing, man,
I’ll forever sing along
By: J.N.R Dutton
Aaron sat on a mostly empty stage
Just him and an old guitar
He was playing his heart out
for all who would listen
people said he’d be a star
he never cared about
doing anything more
than reaching people
to the depths of their heart
By: J.N.R Dutton
I’m jamming to my playlist
People like Church, Corbett & Cash
They put their heart & soul into it all
They wouldn’t settle for trash
I love them for
The trails that they blazed
the blood, the sweat & tears they gave
the songs they wrote & sang
I’ll forever thank them for that
They are the coolest cats
By: J.N.R Dutton
Jimmy was a one of a kind talent, anyone could see,
Genius w/lyrics & poetry,
but his life was a cautionary tale for the masses
He had what many think of as “success”
but in the end he was burned by his own excesses
By:J.N.R Dutton
There’s a poet named Joey
His talent has made many
Green with envy
They all say:
“I wish I could write like that,
spin a rhyme in no time flat”
That old Joey, even at 73,
He’s still got it, poetic wit
sharp as a tack
On top of that,
he’s just an all around
real cool cat
By:J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 