A Recovery Poem by Chris Bunton I still dream of my friends,The ones I used to know.The ones passed away,The ones still at home. I miss my friends,But I don’t miss the pain.The shady lies,And back dealing shame. Never knowing who to trust,Or which one would betray.Wondering who would be there,And who would throw meContinue reading “Friends Gone Away”
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Empty Shells
Spiritual Poetry By Chris Bunton The sea waves, washing empty shells clean. Laid in the sand, just where each should be. The being, gone from inside the shell, leaving colorful beauty behind. In life’s waves, we are born and we grow, only to die and be lain to rest. Our soul is gone, from thisContinue reading “Empty Shells”
To Tears
Quatrain Love Poem by Chris Bunton I brought her to tears.It’s not what I want to do.I feel that I broke her,And I’m broken too. How do we get us back;To find ourselves again?There’s an awkward thing now;A shame that’s insane. The makeup was hot and dirty,a grudge and a love.Can we go back,And fitContinue reading “To Tears”
Family
A Poem by Chris Bunton What is family?I’ll tell you what I think. Family is a bunch of people,you are tied to for life. Whether you like it or not.They are there, and share it. Even if they hate you,they bear the title and stains. Whether it’s your child,Or mom, or uncle, or dad. There’sContinue reading “Family”
The Frog Ballad
Poetry by Chris Bunton Terry the tadpoleSwam with his friendsIn the vernal poolIn the spring time field. He swam here andHe swam over there.He swam and he swamLike all tadpoles can. But one day he sawHis pool was growing quite smallAnd that’s not all.His tail seemed to be falling off. What’s wrong with my worldContinue reading “The Frog Ballad”
Regret
By Chris Bunton RegretA thousand times regret. Choices made,that cannot be unmade. Stupid things,done again and again. Foundationslaid for a useless life. Coming to an end for some time. At least death will be done right. Kind of hard to screw that up. Bio: Chris Bunton is a Writer, Poet, and Blogger from Southern Illinois.Continue reading “Regret”
The Rules
As you grow,and obey the rules. As you fight,and try not to fail. Remember that your ParentsTeachersDoctorsStore OwnersFriendsFamilyPreacherPolicemanFiremanMailmanMilkmanFarmerHomeless manPoliticianInsurance manBeauticianYour Spouse,and everyone. Are in it for the money;and you are just a customer. They will never set you free.Test it and see. Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet, and blogger from Southern Illinois. PhotoContinue reading “The Rules”
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 aContinue reading “This World”
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 SunContinue reading “The Cave of Spiders”
The Lake
A Summer Place The Lake;sparkling vastlike a river of crystalthrough a green golden dream. The air is warm,and the breeze is cool.The music plays,and the kids run. The birds;those lovely birdsour friends, singingsweet to the beatof Life. Zoom to the lake,perfectly warm, butcool enough.Dragonflies swoop,where the fish jump. It’s hard to stand;in the wake ofContinue reading “The Lake”
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