No more wars Leaders yell, Leaders scream, taking no more.Men howl, men swear, calling out for war. Soldiers march, Soldiers pray, going to face death.women weep, women wait, holding their breath. Soldiers stalk, Soldiers charge, running to the wire.Leaders yell, leaders scream, commanding them to fire. Bullets sing, Bullets whine, flying all around.Bombs sail, BombsContinue reading “Battle Cry”
Category Archives: Poetry
Grandpa
Things he taught I opened Grandpa’s tackle box,and there was his best fishing lure.Silver fish with the tail of a fox.It got a lot of use, that’s for sure. He taught me to tie a fishing knot.A strong one that wouldn’t break.He taught me to clean what I caught,and wash my hands in the lake.Continue reading “Grandpa”
Death of the Sun
It’s going down Turn your back to the setting sun and see,golden rays of dying light, dancing glee.Leaves flashing silver, from the gentle wind;shifting shadows, playing games with lights blend. Heat on my back; orange and red paints the sky.In sweeping raids the Purple Martins, fly.I cannot watch the death of the sun,with sounds ofContinue reading “Death of the Sun”
Drunken Lad
It started long ago. I grew up drunk;raised by a drunken man,in a broken drunken land. Generations in the bars,of the tiny coal town.with bar stools all their own. Something happened with grandpa,He turned to demon drink.He got sucked in. His wife and kids grew up poor,A coal mining familyMy dad to be. The drinking,Continue reading “Drunken Lad”
Cardinal On The Bough
Haiku by Chris Bunton Cardinal On The BoughFlashing Crimson In The WhiteHe Takes Flight In Fog 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“ aContinue reading “Cardinal On The Bough”
There is an Entity
Does it ever feel like you have an enemy? There is an Entity,that fights to keep me back. Everything I seek to do,gets put on hold, with no control. Over and over I try; and again the effort dies. My bills are always on time,but my blessings never arrive. Who makes everything wait?Who calls around behindContinue reading “There is an Entity”
Where’s the Blue Jay?
Where did he go? Where’s the Blue Jay?I don’t see him much any more. That pretty bird of bluewas a common sightin my youth. But where is the Blue Jay?He stays in the deep deep woodsAway from trouble it seems I saw him the other day Fighting with a friendBut he flew away. I wonder whereContinue reading “Where’s the Blue Jay?”
Sunshine
A Tail-Rhyme Sunshine through the window,lifts my heart when I’m low.It makes me smile. There’s a happiness that comes;and through my heart it runs,then sits a while. 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”Continue reading “Sunshine”
Down Pour
Here Comes The Rain Again It rained for a week,then the gullywasher came Hours of hard down pour;in sheets it fell.The streets were flooded, and water gushed from everywhere.Cars were stranded,while homes, became islands. The flash flood broke quick; it flowed through the yard.and under the house.Everything washed away,and the cat freaked out. The deluge was over,asContinue reading “Down Pour”
In Colors
A Kimo Poem As Oaks standing firm through cold autumn rain, Our past in leaves flutter down, Feeding growth; in colors. 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 calledContinue reading “In Colors”
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