Health Poetry By Chris Bunton I remember in poverty,eating ramen noodles,daily. Beans and Weenies.Meatless saucespaghetti. Rice, Rice, Rice,without any realspice. Bologna Sandwiches.Hamburger Helpermixes. Fried Spam,and all kinds of meat,canned. Hot Dogs on a stick,burnt to acrisp. Catfish from the creek,yellow bellymeat. Milwaukee’s Best.Another brokenpromise. The cheapest smokes.Always gotta havethose. Colon cancer, Rectal cancer,lungs andbrain. AContinue reading “Consumed”
Monthly Archives: September 2023
Sub-Division
By Chris Bunton I sit on a hill overlooking an old strip cut lake, and I puke. I am sick at the sight of houses filling the ground of what used to be forest. I am sick at the thought of a wood torn down; to make way for men of means. I am sickContinue reading “Sub-Division”
All The Trees
Nature Poem by Chris Bunton (An English Quintain) All the trees I knew are gone.Removed by fear and greed.No longer to sing a song,As wind blows through their leaves.Never again to drop a seed. The trees of our childhood delightWhere I carved her name, like we’d never part.Where we camped under at night,or cried withContinue reading “All The Trees”
The Hawk
A Freedom Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton I was at work, walking outside when I heard a hawk call. His beautiful cry, in the crisp fall air, instantly brought me back to the forest I miss. Just sitting in the woods spending time with God; watching His creation work around me, as I become oneContinue reading “The Hawk”
Trust
Political Truth by Chris Bunton One of the first things that needs to be done, is for “leaders” to prove that the masses can trust them. We currently do not, and for good reason. Any effort to effect change in our world will fail without the masses of people supporting it in some way.Continue reading “Trust”
Release
Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton I was in the arctic.Those frozen forests of Alaska.North of Fairbanks,in the wild Yukon. It was night,and the moon shown,on the white, bright snow.Everything had a light, blue glow. It was cold,minus 60 degrees,and I prayed to God,for a sign to go. I needed a change.A new life, away.And aContinue reading “Release”
Telephone and Address Required
Conspiracy Theories by Chris Bunton This is going to sound crazy, but I want to be truthful and straight about it. I really hate when government or business organizations require that I provide a street address and/or a phone number. This has been a recurring theme in my life for years and I’m honestly tiredContinue reading “Telephone and Address Required”
The Wall
Political Poetry By Chris Bunton I walked past the wall, my head held low. My father made it home; no one’s there I know. But I saw him there, a man that could be a friend; another son, looking for someone, to bring an end. I began to feel the tears welling; my heart broken.Continue reading “The Wall”
Adventure Where You Are
Encouragement by Chris Bunton Traveling is an adventure. It’s the hope of seeing new things and getting that ‘Wow” factor that thrills you. It’s also that feeling of enlightenment, when you have experienced something that moves you, or alters your life, or fills a void, or answers a question for you. It’s something that movesContinue reading “Adventure Where You Are”
Friends Gone Away
A Recovery Poem by Chris Bunton I still dream of my friends,The ones I used to know.The ones passed away,The ones still at home. I miss my friends,But I don’t miss the pain.The shady lies,And back dealing shame. Never knowing who to trust,Or which one would betray.Wondering who would be there,And who would throw meContinue reading “Friends Gone Away”
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