Rising up every day before dawn
He eats, showers, & puts
his work clothes on
He’s not afraid of a little
grit or grime, or putting in
a bit of overtime, in fact he
believes laziness is a crime
By: J.N.R Dutton
Tag: work
Sink or Swim
Poet working another late night
Writing his bars under a dim lamp light
He can’t slow down life won’t let him
he puts it all on the front line
it’s the moment of truth
he’s got to sink or swim
By: J.N.R Dutton
Blood,Sweat,Tears and Time
Alternate Title:Never A Beggar
Earns his keep with work,
words & rhyme,
Blood, sweat, tears & time
Never going to beg
for a doggone dime
By:J.N.R Dutton
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
Then
Success, if you want to achieve
You’ve got to believe
Got to put in the time,
effort, & the energy,
Very rarely does anything worth having
ever come free
There maybe even sometimes
You’ve got to be willing to bleed
Got to want it as much
as you want to breathe,
Then, yes THEN,
you will succeed
By:J.N.R Dutton
Winter Day
If you’ve got a winter day, ice & rain
Frost upon some window panes
A business trip cancelled due
to grounded planes,
it’s okay,
Plenty to do at home inside,
like kick back & play with your kids
Enjoy the time that won’t come again
Realize how precious it is
By:J.N.R Dutton
Petals
About how one person’s trash is another’s treasure
flower petals scattered round
on a crowded Mexican street,
People en masse
passing by,
trampling them under their feet
Til a woman begins gathering them up,
working in the bitter Mexican heat
She takes them home and affixes them
to a canvas, arranged so beautifully & neat
She adds a special sealant,
to set them permanently,
Then sells her petal collage @ a market
To get her family food to eat
By:J.N.R Dutton
Sweet Moment
They’ve waited all week to have a sweet moment alone
Work often leaves them worn & weary to the bone
They’re dancing in the hallway where the dim lights barely glow
Dancing to the music, of each others heart & soul
There’s none else that either one would rather have to hold
The joy they have in each other is some of the greatest they’ve known
By:J.N.R Dutton
Richer Than Many
Jay worked the cotton fields
since he was ten years old,
til he was fifteen & the farm got sold
never came close to making
his weight in gold,
but he was raised in
a happy & loving home
So in that sense he was richer than many
Even if there were days he was pinching pennies
By:J.N.R Dutton
Another Blessed Day
Let us walk, let us run,
work & play beneath the shining sun
Let us Love, let us pray,
and be thankful for another blessed day
By:J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 