Our Peace

Our Peace Comes Through Knowing Him “Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”—Phil. 4:6-7 You’ve seen the slogan “Know Jesus. Know Peace.NoContinue reading “Our Peace”

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”

Time Marches On

Be Encouraged Time marches on,but things can change.The flow of life is the same,but we can spin away. Find a place to abide;a life to call your own.Find a way to live;a way to feel alive. All the road blocks,will guide your way.Till you are strong enough,to crush them all. That path of least resistance,isContinue reading “Time Marches On”

The Power of Whatever

Wellness Poetry by Chris Bunton Whatever! I probably say it a dozen times a day, and it makes things feel better. It has an odd power to shift the mind off the subject at hand and on to other things. It can allow us to cope with the crap this world brings to us daily.Continue reading “The Power of Whatever”

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”

It Fits

By Chris Bunton It fits.It just simply does. My arm fits behind your head,as we lie on the bed, in the glow. Your head on my shoulder,comfortable and light. It fits.It just does. Staring at the ceiling;at the cobweb on the fan. Nobody cares. There are no thoughts,just reverie, and peace. Just to be. ItContinue reading “It Fits”

Cell Block Sounds

by Chris Bunton I was locked up in prison,on an aggravated charge.I had stabbed a man like me,another tough guy, just like me. I taught myself to whistle,a dozen well loved tunes.It soothed me, and brought joy;in a place where hate ruled the day. It was night, when we lock down,and I whistled out theContinue reading “Cell Block Sounds”

The Good Times

In the good times;the rich oppress the poor.In the bad times;the poor get their revenge.And the bad times always come. Be afraid;be happy.Your time will come again;if you don’t die now. Will it be the Mob;with a guillotine?Or a trial;with a noose? There is a pattern;to what we call random.There is a path;we all fallContinue reading “The Good Times”