Not My Job

Work Advice By Chris Bunton You’ve heard the phrase. “That’s not my job.” You’ve also heard people complain about folks who say “It’s not my job” Well, let’s look at some truth here. Who is right? Is it right to refuse to do something because it’s not your job? or should you go ahead andContinue reading “Not My Job”

Back Road

Old Days Are Gone Poem by Chris Bunton Down the deserted back roadHand me another beer.We plan to be free, you and me,and bask in the blazing sun. Is that a cop?No, we can keep being free.See, that lake is full of fish,that’s another place to camp. Go this way, not that way,I know aContinue reading “Back Road”

Nature’s Breath

A COVID poem by Chris Bunton In those days;when the shutdown came.When Mankind laid low;and the money didn’t flow. In those days,Nature took a breath.Nature began to heal.Nature felt relief. In those days,the poisons stopped.The greed died,and the rich man cursed. In those days,the birds sang.The butterflies flew.The bumblebee worked. In those days,the virus stayedContinue reading “Nature’s Breath”

My Best Financial Decisions

Financial Insight by Chris Bunton First, I want to say that I am not wealthy. At least I do not see myself as such. I am not a financial expert. But I currently do not live pay check to pay check barely scraping by like I used to, and like millions of people currently do.Continue reading “My Best Financial Decisions”

Up Every Morn

A Dodoitsu Poem by Chris Bunton Up every morning to work;Slaving away for the bills.Just to take care of the homeI spend no time in. Working every day, all day;For that American dream.Paying my taxes to watch;them sent over seas. Struggling to make ends meet;doing the things we should do.Following the petty rules;that leaders ignore.Continue reading “Up Every Morn”

I Didn’t Destroy the World

Environmental Poem by Chris Bunton I didn’t destroy the world.So why am I to blame? Am I a chemist creating plastics?Am I a corporation spreading them wide? Am I an inventor creating engines?Am I a corporation making billions? Am I cutting down the forests?Am I building million dollar homes? Am I a politician handing grantsContinue reading “I Didn’t Destroy the World”

Where Do Poems Come From?

Creative Thoughts by Chris Bunton I cannot speak for all poets. I can only speak for me. My poems come from inspiration. Or from Spirit. Or flows from within. It’s hard to tell. But it just comes. Sometimes I can turn on the spigot, but not totally control what comes out. Other times it leapsContinue reading “Where Do Poems Come From?”

Stomach Pain Healed

by Chris Bunton I am not a doctor, but I will tell you about my experience with Apple Cider Vinegar. I fully believe that it, along with dietary changes, and faith healing from God, has cured my stomach. I no longer have any stomach issues at all. No more waking up in the middle ofContinue reading “Stomach Pain Healed”

Night Breeze

Spooky Poem by Chris Bunton Cool night breeze.Frogs chirping,sounds no one sees.Crickets strumming.A dog warning. That long train,whistle far away.Is it gonna rain?Shadows swayPhantoms play. Mosquitoes hide,from the wind,Waiting to feed.Long ago thoughts,invade the mind. The Banshee calls.Did someone die,down the hall?Mystery lurks outsidebehind the pines. The light goes out.The powers gone.The neighbor’s shout“What isContinue reading “Night Breeze”