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”
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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”
Rising Sun
A Spring Time English Quintain Rising sun breaks the early chill,stirring the wild from a long cold sleep.Spring flowers bursting on the hill,with dark Red Buds in forests deep,under fluffy clouds, white like sheep. Singing birds in light green trees,while squirrels chase lovers at play.The humming sound of bumble bees,above the ants toiling all day,asContinue reading “Rising Sun”
Tavern Reform
Opinion by Chris Bunton This recent event where a young college student, Riley Strain; left a Nashville bar and was found dead, has really hit me. I’m not a soft hearted guy. But, I tend to notice when things are wrong. And I see some things wrong with this situation. First, I have had myContinue reading “Tavern Reform”
Cut Costs
We Need Major Reform in Our World A family member of mine lives in an assisted living facility. She had a brain aneurysm and several later strokes that has left her partially paralyzed and very hard to communicate with. She lived her life working a good job and has great insurance and pension. The facilityContinue reading “Cut Costs”
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