Poem by Chris Bunton I sit in my rockin chairand think of things far and near. Things like the weather,and whether I want soup or salad for dinner. I listen to the birds sing,and think things, that make me dream. I watch butterflies float,And hear the bullfrog gloat. Creak CreakCreak Creaksays the squeak, of thatContinue reading “Rocking Chair”
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Called To Forgive
Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton I am called to forgive.But, I really don’t want to.I hate what they’ve done to me.I want them to pay, like I’ve paid. “Forgive to be forgiven”I want to and I try tobut it never seems to end.Have they forgiven me? Pride demands Justice.The demon whispers “Revenge”.Fear barks, “They’ll doContinue reading “Called To Forgive”
Animal Souls
Environmental Talk By Chris Bunton Too many times I have sat in a church and heard a sermon saying that animals have no soul. They say that humans have dominion and that everything is for our use. It makes me puke and is an utter lie. God gave humanity dominion over the Earth for usContinue reading “Animal Souls”
Terrible Dad
Fatherhood Poem by Chris Bunton I’m a terrible dad,at least that’s what they said. Too many failures,too many faults,that’s what the cackling hens, said. Not rich enough.Not sober enough.Not broken enough.Not obedient enough.That’s what society said. Too fast.Too free.Too sinful.to be; a dad.That’s what God seems to have said. It doesn’t matter what I said.Continue reading “Terrible Dad”
Am I Better?
Recovery Thoughts By Chris Bunton Over the years I have wondered. “Am I a better human being than I was before? or am I just sober?” Are we really better? or are we just trying to avoid trouble, keep from hurting our family, stay out of prison, or make more money? Are we better humanContinue reading “Am I Better?”
No Home
Couplet Poem by Chris Bunton Man with no home, where are you at?I brought food to where you once sat. “Here I Am!” A voice spoke free and bold,“By this old bin, dead from the cold” I was shocked to find him there,his corpse lie froze, with a death stare. At first, I wept atContinue reading “No Home”
Does Your Life Suck?
First, stop cursing yourself. Say good things about yourself, and your life. Speak goodness into your life, and into your mind. I know things are hard. I’ve had hard times too. But, things will not change until you change them. The hard times are designed to get you to seek God, and start you moving.Continue reading “Does Your Life Suck?”
Breathing Sea
Rhyme Poem by Chris Bunton The sea roars as it breathesin and out, to rise, in the tides,along the shores of all the seasas one, moving where the moon guides. Waters lapping the isles tiny beach,gently touching her from beneath,seeking the mountain out of reach,among rocks like jagged teeth. On the water little rafts float,aboveContinue reading “Breathing Sea”
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”
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