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 weContinue reading “Your Own Thing”

Rise

By Chris Bunton Time to rise and shine, my friend;there’s a long way till the end.Are you coming? I’ve seen you struggle to grow.It’s hard, but worth it, you know.You are amazing. Bio: Chris Bunton is a Writer, Poet and Blogger from Southern Illinois Photograph of the Illinois and Mississippi Rivers at Pere Marquette StateContinue reading “Rise”

Agony of the Heart

by Chris Bunton Agony of the heart,turns for our good.When giving ourselves to Him,trusting who we are. Nothing is true,about our pain.It lasts a moment,till winds blow it away. Nothing happens unknown;nothings new in this world.All is built on piles of past,and we shall fly by again. Eternity within us;our souls remain.Just a moment today;tomorrowContinue reading “Agony of the Heart”

Out of the Zone

By Chris Bunton   You’re doing great! You’re keeping your diet. You’re staying sober. You’re meeting your goals and success is coming. You’re working your dreams, and living the spirit life. You’re writing and doing your art. Your creativity flows; you are happy and positive.             You remember those times. You remember thoseContinue reading “Out of the Zone”

The Monsters Come

By Chris Bunton Every morn, the monsters come.They come to attack my day.Every morn it’s the same,and every day, they strive away. The skeletons from closets scream,while vampires claw from crypts.They draw and draw until I am spent.Every day they come. The Monsters come. Ghosts of words unsaid,and desires of demons ripping.Wraiths of past thingsContinue reading “The Monsters Come”

A Lesson in Giving

By Chris Bunton I was in prison. Most stories end that way, but not this one. It was actually the beginning of my life. A new life. A new start. In prison we can go to the commissary and buy things. When I say “go to the commissary, I mean we can stand in lineContinue reading “A Lesson in Giving”

Church Nursery

By Chris Bunton You were in that church nursery, where they forced you to play. They made you share your toy, with that boy, who kept stealing it. They got mad, when you beat him, with that red fire truck. They said you were bad, and needed a long time out. Everyone made a bigContinue reading “Church Nursery”

Workout Thoughts

by Chris Bunton I’m not going to pretend to be a fitness instructor. When it comes to fitness I feel that if I can out run most people I will escape the zombies. Because they will be eating the slower ones. I also figure that if I can beat up most people I’ll be ok,Continue reading “Workout Thoughts”

The Two Kitties

We have several stray cats that live in the neighborhood. Most of them are wild. You cannot get near them or pet them. They sneak up and get food, or water, or to be nosy, but not much else. I’ve learned over the years in my spiritual walk that one of the places that humansContinue reading “The Two Kitties”

Am I an Addict?

By Chris Bunton Yes, you are. You might not be sleeping in alleyways with a needle in your arm or standing in line at the dispensary or buying the cheapest liquor you can find, but you are addicted to something.             Mcdonald’s fries, gambling, religion, Facebook, work, Netflix, sex, your hobby, chocolate, running,Continue reading “Am I an Addict?”