My Poems

Rebel Poetry by Chris Bunton I don’t follow the rules.I don’t believe that the rule makers are better than me.I don’t accept their authority to own me. So, I write poetry.Because I can make my own rules.If you don’t like it.Don’t read it. I hate the grammar nazis;who correct my mistakes,And make themselves feel great.Continue reading “My Poems”

But Without Faith…

Spiritual Truth By Chris Bunton “But without faith it is impossible to please Him: for He that cometh to God must believe that He is, and that He is a Rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.”—Heb. 11:6 God has given each one of us a measure of faith so that we are able toContinue reading “But Without Faith…”

Real Hope

Spiritual Truth by Chris Bunton There was an experiment conducted in the 1950’s using rats. Read more HERE. It was a cruel experiment but it gives some important insights. The experimenter, took domestic rats and put them in glass jars filled with water. A few rats immediately gave up and committed suicide, basically. But, the restContinue reading “Real Hope”

Falling Dust

Fantasy Poem by Chris Bunton Falling from abovesparkles of the moonglittering aroundin glowing soft lightmoon dust fills the sky. Drifting, FallingFaeries gatherfloating on wingin the minds eye. To their kingthey returnbaskets heaped. The moonis full Shine Down It floatslike snow. Dwarven crewsfilling globeslighting mines With low moon glowWhile Elven gladesglisten silverMagick to sow Moon dustContinue reading “Falling Dust”

True Mythology

Speculation by Chris Bunton It’s been my belief for a while now that a lot of what has been deemed “mythology”, is in fact history. I think that what happens is that the oral history becomes corrupted, and that one must look at what is actually being said. It’s like the old game where aContinue reading “True Mythology”

Things We Can’t Write About

Truth Poetry by Chris Bunton There are things.Things that we can’t write about. Things we can’t speak of,Lest we open doors of destruction. What sort of things?You might ask, prying. Do you not know?Are you perfect in every way? I’m speaking of those sins,we commit, which never see the light of day. Those lusty affairs,ThatContinue reading “Things We Can’t Write About”

Civil Vs. Criminal

Reform by Chris Bunton I’m not a lawyer or a Constitutional scholar. But, I believe the Founders wrote the Constitution in simple plain language so that any citizen could understand their rights. (If they could read English) To tell someone they have rights and freedoms but yet hide them behind a mountain of legalese wouldContinue reading “Civil Vs. Criminal”

A Friend To Me

Poem by Chris Bunton What is a friend to me?Well it’s none of thoseSOB’sIf you know what I mean. A friend invites me places,They want me to come.Not as a charity.But, because they enjoy me. A friend doesn’t,tell me what to do.They don’t play stupid,Tough love games. My friends mind,Their own business.And I mind myContinue reading “A Friend To Me”

Relentless Serial Killer

Poem by Chris Bunton Tired Running through the darkness Confused as the killer comes Everyday Every night The pain The mystery of what comes next Hounded. Pursued. Through the wilderness. No rest for the wicked. Just constant shame and misery. As that killer, called time; comes again and again More and more he takes. AndContinue reading “Relentless Serial Killer”

For Them

A Poem About Our Work Americans give their entire lives, to bosses who don’t care about them. We adjust our lives to make room for 40 plus hours devoted to them. We neglect our health, our spirits, our souls, and our families for them. We buy special clothes, and behave in special ways to pleaseContinue reading “For Them”