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

Dear Thomas

Dear Thomas,

I’m not going to lie man, 

your talent often shines like diamonds, 

I think you’re one of a kind, man

I love how unflinching, 

how unapologetic you are

dropping your bars

you’re often spitting raw truth 

to the masses in your rhymes,

I’d never get tired of listening 

even if I heard it a thousand times

Keep pushing forward, I love the passion & zeal, keep it real

By: J.N.R Dutton

Dear Eric

Dear Eric, Buddy,

we should write some poetry

Together, yeah, you & and me

that’d be

Such a thrill, indeed

You write like nobody else I’ve ever seen

Oh, and I just love to hear you sing,

about things like “putting lightning in this thunderbird

Til the metal comes alive

& how “the rhythm of the road will give

these horses wings to fly,

The way you think, my poet brother,

the inner workings of your mind

really & truly, are absolutely one of a kind

By:J.N.R Dutton

A Birthday Tribute To My Brother Adrian

Adrian was a giant of a man,

quite literally

He stood six foot three

but still to me

He’ll always be

my little brother

If he were still here,

I’d just give him a hug & say,

Love you kid, happy 31st birthday

I believe there’s more to life

than just what we can see,

Though for now we must be apart

He’s forever in my heart

By:J.N.R Dutton