I just published my first poetry ebook. “Against the Man”. It can be purchased in most stores online.
Here’s the link to Barnes and Noble.
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/against-the-man-chris-bunton/1143706163;jsessionid=ED53246E805D065F19940F39788A91EB.prodny_store01-atgap10?ean=2940167340244
Failure To Whom?
They say we fail;
losers extraordinaire.
By whose laws?
By whose rules?
Not yours or mine, that’s for sure.
They own the world,
they make the rules.
They set the bar,
and make us lose.
They need slaves,
and someone to rule.
They need trash men,
and janitors to clean,
their palaces of steel
They need to keep us dumb;
to beat us down,
and addict us to them.
They raped this world,
then blame us,
just for being born.
Who are “they”? You don’t wanna know,
cause then you might have to,
stand up, and throw down.
We’d fail at that too.
They’d change the rules.
But, maybe not,
to hell with their rules.
The only rule is love.
The only rule is life,
and peace and joy,
and a purpose to fill.
They don’t want us to have that.
It is freedom and escape,
with God.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer Poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
Photograph by the poet, the Pittsburgh Skyline.
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Just Go
Just go! Get away from this place that makes you sick and maybe you’ll find yourself. Travel to where you want to go, it’s there waiting for you. Your life is but a vapor and drifts away, while you slave for another.
Just go! Seek God, Seek Spirit, Seek the touch of the Divine, and find healing in the going and escaping. Seek inspiration and love in the place you desire to be. Don’t spend another day in misery. Live your life for something greater.
Just go! Get away! No one lies on their death bed wanting another day to slave away. Enjoy the things God has given you. The good things of life. Go help others and bring health to yourself.
Just go! Travel somewhere close. Then, go further and go more, and grow as the days go by. Seek those things you love and become more than you were, and more than you ever could be.
Just go.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois
Photo by the writer, Lake Geneva, Wisconsin.
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Self-Improvement vs. Life Improvement
By Chris Bunton
I have read tons of self help books and articles over the years. I have watched videos and listened to books on tape from all the biggest names in every self-help category.
I have taken the good and tossed the bad. I have practiced it all. And I believe I have improved myself through it all.
But, I have always taken issue with the term self improvement. It has not sat well with my spirit. Because I feel as though I am excluding God.
The question becomes, did I really improve myself or did He improve me? Did I decide to make life changes or did God motivate me? I have my own answer for this. I think God is behind it.
Anytime we seek spiritual change or seek God, it is Him calling us to Himself. We are too wrapped up in the day to day life of living in this fallen world. We are full of trouble in our fallen minds and lives, so we do not seek God, without His prompting. And He always calls us, we just don’t always hear.
But, in relation to Self-Help or Self-Improvement. I have decided to use the term Life Improvement for the process I am involved in.
Why?
Because it is a proper complete term. The things that I am doing are improving my whole life. My body, mind, soul, and spirit. It helps my finances. My relationships. My everything.
BUT!
I am also working to improve the lives of other people. It’s not just myself. I actively try to be a light for others. I seek to be someone who actively works to help improve the lives of other people and society as a whole.
I also seek to improve life in general. The life of our world, the life around me, the environment. The lives of plants and animals. The ecosystem. The planet. I seek to tend and keep the Garden of God’s Creation.
This is life improvement. It is more than self. It is about life in all its wholeness. It is about the creation. It is about the spirit and this gift we enjoy. It’s about our relationship with God.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
Photo by the author.
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Bless Everyone
Bless Everyone,
especially those who don’t deserve it.
Pray for them;
bring light into their darkness
Love their soul;
that little girl or boy who lives inside them.
Give them hope;
in this fallen land.
The good we do,
comes back to us through God.
It builds a world;
that is worth living in for everyone.
Bless, and do not curse;
in word and deed. Help those in need.
Give freedom,
to the slave trapped in chains
Let love fill your heart;
Let the Spirit work in you.
Be with God,
so He can bless others through you.
—–
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois
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This World
A Diminished Hexaverse Poem by Chris Bunton
This world screams at you.
“Your birth insults me,
and I will break you.
Feel time slip away,
And your loves destroyed.”
“I never stop.
Relentless Time.
Hounding your mind.
Slaving to eat.”
“Crushing you.
Twisting you.
Molding you.”
“Until
You Are.”
“Dead”
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
This is a Diminished Hexaverse poem
Photograph of a swamp at Rend Lake in Southern Illinois
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Remember When
Remember when we acted so sly,
Going to lunch and getting high?
Remember when we camped and drank all night;
all of us glowing in the fires light?
Remember the girls we used to date,
How they never used to make us wait?
Remember the time we all skipped school?
Always together, forever, free and cool.
Remember how we all dressed the same,
And thought those over 20 were lame?
Remember that awesome party we had,
And you got busted by your mom and dad?
Remember when you went away?
I have not seen you since that day.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
Photo by the poet, a small town at sunrise.
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The Cave of Spiders
Nature Poetry by Chris Bunton
At The Mouth Of The Cave Of Spiders I Sit,
Focusing On The Green Forest Before Me.
The 8 Legged Symphony Strumming Their Webs,
In Time, With The Flitting Birds, Chirping,
An Ancient Holy Tune.
Forever, I sit, comfortable and free.
Looking At The Changing Forest Before Me.
The Rains Came And Went, The Blazing Sun And,
Whipping Wind, Freezing Snows, Over And Over, Again.
Saplings Grew To Mighty Oaks, Then Crashing Down,
They Rotted Away.
The Same Song Was Sung, By Every Existing Thing,
Over And Over, Through History Past,
To Eternity, The Creation Sang.
Praise To The Ancient One.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
Photo by the poet, An old Salt Mine near Valdmeyer, Illinois on the Mississippi River.
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Your Own Thing
Some discover it;
some never do.
Everyone has it;
yes, even you.
Born with something;
something to do.
Sometimes you know it,
or work it through.
Sometimes you die,
or live a lie.
If we all do our thing,
how great that would be.
God will guide us,
if we ask Him too.
He will give us a place;
to do what we do.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.
Photograph by the poet, It’s a giant blue rooster on the roof of the National Gallery of Art in Washington D.C.
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The Lake
A Summer Place
The Lake;
sparkling vast
like a river of crystal
through a green golden dream.
The air is warm,
and the breeze is cool.
The music plays,
and the kids run.
The birds;
those lovely birds
our friends, singing
sweet to the beat
of Life.
Zoom to the lake,
perfectly warm, but
cool enough.
Dragonflies swoop,
where the fish jump.
It’s hard to stand;
in the wake of the boats.
Waves pounding the shore,
Slap, Slap, in rhythmic
slapping just to slap some more.
Laughter in the air
The sun lowers down,
while the shadows are long,
till it drops gone,
and the skeeters sing.
Slap, slap, slap
the lake still breathes.
Frogs gloat, crickets call
and the booze hound shouts.
It’s time for him to sleep.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ a collection of dystopian short stories.“The Future is Coming” and his latest book “The Latter Days‘ is a book on Bible Prophecy and avoiding the deceptions to come.
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Photograph by the poet, Kentucky Lake, Kentucky.
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