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Behind the Grindstone

Behind the Grindstone: An Ol' Friend

| Bill Bunting | Behind the Grindstone
Here on the prairie in what I reckon is known as rural America, where day to day decisions are made affecting life and livelihood based on common sense, it seems much of society has gone insane. I wrote this poem and it was published several years ago but it seems more relevant as time goes on.

Behind the Grindstone: Signs

| Bill Bunting | Behind the Grindstone
Covid. That’s about all you hear about in the news.

Behind the Grindstone: Pablo's Christmas

| Bill Bunting | Behind the Grindstone
The bunkhouse was full
‘Cause the trail was snowed in
Things were right tense
And patience ran thin

Behind the Grindstone: Pop's Wisdom

| Bill Bunting | Behind the Grindstone
He was old and he was scrawny
His beard was turnin’ gray
Few there were who would listen
To what Pops had to say

Social Distancing

| Bill "Three Feathers" Bunting | Behind the Grindstone

I didn’t realize the extent of the isolated lifestyle we were livin’ here on the prairie until they issued the shelter in place rule and our basic day to day lives never changed.