Encouragement Poem by Chris Bunton Of all the millionsof tiny sperm cells.You were the fastest. You just so happened,to be strong enough,to penetrate an egg. An egg that hadnot been shed yet;on a drunken night. You survived a thousandways to die before life,and did not get aborted. You survived a birththat could have gone bad.AndContinue reading “Your Special Life”
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Scarecrow
Spirit Rhyme by Chris Bunton Out of the hand of that ancient man,the Raven flew to and fro. Over a devastated land,washed clean, for new darkness to grow. That Crow, that black, black Crow,devouring seed before new life. That old Crow sees the Man on the pole.That old Crow, flies to and fro with spite.Continue reading “Scarecrow”
I Miss The Forest
Nature Poem by Chris Bunton I miss the forest.The deep silence,Hiding sounds in wait.The watching of life. Breath being heldBy the souls that dwell thereThe trees speakingIn that sweet vibration The squirrel can’t sit stillToo many chores to do.Here, there, and everywhereHe goes to do his thing. The wind spirit flowsUsing leaves to sing.Her instrumentContinue reading “I Miss The Forest”
Catamaran
A Freedom Poem By Chris Bunton They control me, hold me and crush me.Escape! Gotta go find a new land.Warm sun, watching me flee on the sea,in a beat up catamaran. Sea breeze pushes me along,to a place I do not know.A dolphin leaps, sleek and strong,living free, to just be and grow. The sunnyContinue reading “Catamaran”
My Health Diet Journey
By Chris Bunton (I’m not a doctor. This is my opinion and my journey. I cannot prove some of my statements, and feel compelled to put this disclaimer, in order to protect myself from the Disinformation Police.) I was born and raised in the 70’s and 80’s. Like the “Brady Bunch” said “Pork Chops andContinue reading “My Health Diet Journey”
In The Park
Haiku Sonnet By Chris Bunton Sitting in the park,On a dreary autumn day.Watching the leaves fall. Squirrels gathering nuts.Working to survive winter.They know what they need. But what about me?What real purpose do I have?All of nature knows. They all know their place.Do they question their purpose?Do birds wonder why? Humans are corrupt in ourContinue reading “In The Park”
Rocking Chair
Poem by Chris Bunton I sit in my rockin chairand think of things far and near. Things like the weather,and whether I want soup or salad for dinner. I listen to the birds sing,and think things, that make me dream. I watch butterflies float,And hear the bullfrog gloat. Creak CreakCreak Creaksays the squeak, of thatContinue reading “Rocking Chair”
Animal Souls
Environmental Talk By Chris Bunton Too many times I have sat in a church and heard a sermon saying that animals have no soul. They say that humans have dominion and that everything is for our use. It makes me puke and is an utter lie. God gave humanity dominion over the Earth for usContinue reading “Animal Souls”
There is a Feeling
Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton There is a feeling.I don’t know what it is.It’s on the outside of meA feeling of joy and peaceI cannot seem to place. It’s like a memory Of a distant timeBut oh so nearI can sometimes feelIt’s fleeting warmth. It’s like another lifeA place I long to bePerhaps it’s my dreamContinue reading “There is a Feeling”
The Hawk
A Freedom Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton I was at work, walking outside when I heard a hawk call. His beautiful cry, in the crisp fall air, instantly brought me back to the forest I miss. Just sitting in the woods spending time with God; watching His creation work around me, as I become oneContinue reading “The Hawk”