It’s Been a Long Time Since the dawn of time,the masters have reigned. Men of might, and reknown.Men of money, power and demons. Humanity has been enslaved,since the days of Adam. The Workers in every land,around this fallen world live,by the sweat of their brow. But, along came the rulers, the kings, the conquerors, bossesContinue reading “The Rules For Slaves”
Category Archives: Poetry
One With Nature
Alone in the woods. I remember when I was young. I’d skip school and go to the woods, to become one with the spirit of the wild. To sit under a tree and just be, without a care In the world. Listening to the birds, and talking with my friends the trees. Moving slowly downContinue reading “One With Nature”
Forbidden Fruit
A Fantasy Sonnet He watched her through the trees as she bathed.Beautiful slave of an evil king.He desire to take her to his mountain cave,to hold her tight and hear her sing. She loved that he was watching her,forbidden hope making her ache.She looked all around, just to be sure.If caught, they could be burnedContinue reading “Forbidden Fruit”
Stop Caring
It can help I wanna help.I wanna be niceBut Sometimes,You gotta stop. Stop Caring You wanna give.Just give it all.But. It’s trouble,Once again. Stop caring. It seems harsh.And maybe it isBut to protectYourself. Stop Caring. All the painCan go away,In a momentIf you just Stop Caring. Not a soul.Would blame you.Nobody will.Judge you if youContinue reading “Stop Caring”
Thanksgiving Thoughts
Our faith can overcome anger It’s Thanksgiving again,and my thoughts are divided.Like our family,and the culture of this nation. A day to remember,what God has provided.While waiting,to see the blessings to come. A day to reflect,on the things we’ve lost.It could have been worse;we are thankful it was not. It’s time to remember,the arguments atContinue reading “Thanksgiving Thoughts”
Freedom in Poetry
Be free When I was young, poetry was some weird thing that made no sense. Something we were forced to read, and equally forced to explain and embrace. The English teacher telling me to obey the rules and follow the forms or it was wrong. Poetry was rhyme and contrived to create something that suckedContinue reading “Freedom in Poetry”
My Recovery Gratitude
Restored to the right path I’m thankful to Almighty God for delivering me from some of the worst pits humanity has to offer. Whether of my own making or the inventing of others. My alcoholism led me there. From an early age. I have been pulled into writing, whether I understood it or not. ButContinue reading “My Recovery Gratitude”
My Prayer For Change
A change to come I prayIn weakened faith,for real changes to come.To break through the chains holding me,in life. A prayerfor strengthened faith.Admitting my weakness,and needing God’s power and might.to live. Askingin desperate tears,for things to get better.New life envisioned through vague dreams,of hope. Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois.Continue reading “My Prayer For Change”
Escape
Just go to where I belong. I want to escape from here,and not care to look back.To where I’m truly known,and free to be, me. I want to get away,and walk out like a boss.To somewhere prepared for me;a place that is my home. There is a river there;it flows out from God’s Throne.I haveContinue reading “Escape”
Insectica
A Fantasy Poem The evil Black Widow hatched a wicked plan.Using a willy worm for weather control,she could crush the ants empire in her hand.Just by sending flooding rain and freezing snow. The Empire of the Ants heard of her plan,and ordered Soldier B123 to arms.He took a trained Beetle to be his shield man,togetherContinue reading “Insectica”
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