Sunday, January 30, 2011

After

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"After"

It still levels me out.
After so many years.
After so many attempts,
After so many tears.

How you never,
Appeared to care.
After all of the times,
I was there.

I suppose that makes me foolish,
Maybe makes me dumb.
I suppose after all this time,
That's what makes me numb.

I mean what's the point,
In answering that call.
After you realize,
That they just don't care,
After all.

d
07 17 08

Monday, January 24, 2011

If I Let Myself

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“If I Let Myself”

If I let myself,
I can fall back to then.
Way back before.
We can remember when.

When the sun so brilliant,
Simply shined its beauty.
When warm loving light,
Actually fell on me.

When there was rhythm in the beauty,
When roaring wind was just a breeze,
When those naked sticks,
Were really sleeping trees.

When the cracks in the concrete,
Could somehow be repaired.
Back when eyes could cry,
And hearts were everywhere.

If I let myself,
I can fall back to then.
Way back before.
We can remember when.

Danny Gunter
01-24-2011


Special thanks to my Cousin Steve who let me use his photo.  I love that picture.

Friday, January 21, 2011

It Always Feels Like Fall

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“It Always Feels Like Fall”

Just like season’s people change,
Month after month I turn the calendar on the wall.
Still somehow in the evenings dark,
It always feels like fall.

Record disasters arrive all the time.
Setting new records they somehow surpass.
The most tragic of moments we read about,
Horrible moments from the past.

We Walk.
We jog.
We sprint and we run.
Mindless unknowing,
What we’re running from.
Hopeful for blissful moments of warmth,
When we pause in the sun.
While we are running,
From all that’s been done.

By our hand or not,
The result is the burden we bear.
Flip through the photos we cry and smile.
Was I actually there?

We Walk.
We jog.
We sprint and we run.
Mindless unknowing,
What we’re running from.
Hopeful for blissful moments of warmth,
When we pause in the sun,
While we are running,
From all that’s been done.

Record disasters arrive all the time.
Setting new records they somehow surpass.
The horrible moments we’ve read about,
Tragic moments from the past.

Just like the season’s people change,
Month after month I turn the calendar on the wall.
Yet somehow in the evenings dark,
It always feels like fall.

Danny Gunter
01-21-2011

Monday, January 10, 2011

Forget You Not

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"Forget You Not"

You're gone,
But I'm still here.
Suffering the fear,
Suffering the tears.

Maybe that doesn't mean,
Anything to you,
Though it's hard to believe,
I believe it's true.

Yes you walked away,
From something honest and real.
I guess when the dealer deals,
It's just the deal.

I guess when a hearts broken,
It's broken forever.
But no I'll forget you,
Never.

Maybe I'm a love hungry fool,
Or maybe love is all I've got.
Either way,
I'll forget you not.

d
07 21 08

Sunday, January 9, 2011

01-09-2011


“01-09-2011”


A light poured into the world,
On a day we witnessed such tragedy.
A light a little life who until today.
I never got to see.

I did not know her or her life.
I only have the news as another tragedy,
Yet another time.
Madness unfolds before me.

Many were hurt and lost,
To such a senseless crime.
Lights snuffed out,
In these days we call our time.

Such a little light,
Arrived into our trying time on 09-11-2001.
As I struggle again to understand,
The scope of whats been done.

Today is 01-09-2011.
Yesterday was 01-08-2011.
She was born on 09-11-2001.

My heart and thoughts to all,
Who are struggling, grieving or lost.
My heart goes out to everyone.

Danny Gunter
01-09-2011

I hope all touched by this can somehow find some peace with it.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The Shadow of a Doubt

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“The Shadow of a Doubt”

They look upon my darkness.
And wonder why I remain.
As I stagger this jagged edge.
Believing me insane.

Tear drops fall and splatter
Shattering like panes of glass.
Tiny globes off memories, remains,
Just fragments from the past.

I entered the contract,
Misunderstanding the clause,
Perhaps I should have paused to read.
In my ignorance I saw no cause.

But you knew,
As you planned and saw.
Knowing inside how harsh,
I would fall.

Still I allowed you a place,
Where no truth should belong.
I found warmth, I felt safe.
Let you make me strong.

Tear drops fall and splatter
Shattering like panes of glass.
Tiny globes off memories.
Remains just fragments from the past.

I entered the contract,
Misunderstanding the clause,
Perhaps I should have paused to read.
In my ignorance I saw no cause.

Still I entered the contract, ignoring the clause.
The clause where you walked out.
I offered myself.
While you left me in doubt.

Forced into an uninformed role,
Of judge and jury.
My heart alone decides,
None but me.

The tears all and splatter
Shattering like panes of glass.
Tiny globes off memories.
Remains just fragments from the past.

I entered the contract,
Misunderstanding the clause,
Perhaps I should have paused to read.
My ignorance I offered no cause.

I missed the fine print.
Where you walked out.
I gave you the benefit,
You left me in the shadow of a doubt.

Danny Gunter
1-4-2011


























Saturday, January 1, 2011

This Absence of Season

“This Absence of Season”

I have walked this place,
For decades.
Time enough,
For hope to fade.

Against myself.
It remains.
Against my strength.
Against the pain.

I have no answer.
I have no reason.
I cannot explain,
This absence of season.

Danny Gunter
01-01-2011