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161 · Jun 2019
Flying Toad
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
I wished upon the flying toad
To write a poem
Strong and bold
The wish fell off and started to roam
So here is my poem I sit and write
It’s short and sweet
It’s all I have , try as I might
Just a stupid little tweet
161 · Jun 2019
I am
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
My fellow poets your all I have today
My mind is crazy with anger and sorrow
I have no hope but wish to proceed
Please come and lift me from these darken waters
Tell me I am a poet
I’m going to carve my way past this day of locked memories eating at my being
I am a poet
I am a firefighter
I am , I am.
The strangest thing is if my pager went off right now
I’d be the firefighter with in me and save someone
While drowning within my own mind.
Now it’s out and not within
Thank you for allowing me to rescue myself through words.
I love words.
159 · Aug 2018
I choose my Isanity
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
On the wings of butterfly
I rest my soul
In it I trust
With all I have
My mind is weary
It needs a break
Reality is harsh
As I enter insanity
I know no worries
Everything is right
And normal to me
You may laugh
But the laugh is on you
For I am at peace
Something you don’t know
So I think I will stay
On the wings of my butterfly
And be happy in my world
Unlike you in yours

Written by E. M. Rushton
158 · Jun 2019
Everyone is someone
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Ok folks. Listen up !  Did you know you are someone to every single person in this world !!! Imagine that. But it’s true.
You are either ,
Someone they know
Someone they don’t know
Someone they love
Someone they don’t like
Someone they might get to know or someone they will never know . Regardless of what someone you are, to everyone , You Are Someone!!
157 · Jun 2019
Ink of life
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
When I die I want to be buried upon a page with my heart being the ink of my life

Written by E.M.Rushton
June 2019
All ©️ Copyrights reserved 2019 by E. M. Rushton
Love be of writing
157 · Jun 2019
Play date
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Home sick today
With my poets I’ll play
Emotions and words
Like music And cords
Stomach flu has resided within me so I’m home from work and spending the day here with my poet family. I seldom miss a day of work
154 · Aug 2018
Just being me
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
Im crying inside for my friend
Yet write beautiful with paper and pen
Am I of one or two or three
Sometimes not sure of Who I be
The fear of letting you see me
Doesn’t allow me to be free
Some day I hope I Of how I feel
And I can show and be me for real

Written by E.M.Rushton
August 16 th 2018
So many times I’m scared to let people know just how I feel so I pretend to be what they want of me..
144 · Jul 2019
The privilege
Eva Rushton Jul 2019
A white laced dress
Replace the soot
Shinny red lipstick
Heal the chapped
Delicate strapped sandals
Without steel toes
Feeling hands of massage
Instead of mine doing
Life saving compressions
Holding me tight
From emotions I fight
Oh , how beautiful it must feel
to be allowed to be woman .
My dream of it creates fairy tale vision.
142 · Jul 2019
I don’t know.
Eva Rushton Jul 2019
Flock a **** a doodle doo
I said to someone how are you
They looked at me and have a grin
And ask me why the state I’m in

You see I said , my teeth fell out
All because my feet had gout
They looked me up , they looked me down
I then start rolling on the ground
142 · Jul 2019
Balance
Eva Rushton Jul 2019
Even though it maybe unseen
Each day something is lost
Each day something is gained
                 It’s called
         The Balance Of Life
               Seek the gain
141 · Jun 2019
Faking
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Why do I feel as though I’m faking my way through life. If only I had the faith in me that others do. Then I would feel real.
137 · Jun 2019
Companionship
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
How I wonder if fear appreciates how much we sit in it’s company ?
127 · Aug 2018
The beast we fight
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
The raging beast ,across it sweeps
Up it roared ,in smoke and flame
Now running scared , none now sleeps
We fight for life , the beast we tame

The sun is hot , our bodies weary
For days on end , this is our way
Its not for all , for most its scary
In soot of black , for rest we lay

My helmet for my pillow
And black soot for my bed
I dream of shade from a willow
But the forest , it is dead

Of twenty four , eighteen we spend
Our faces black , our feet so sore
We know no stop ,until the end
The firey one, you live no more

Written by E.M.rushton.
Aug 4th 2018
127 · Jun 2019
Like The
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Love me like
The scorched earth needs
The warm summer rain

Love me like
The stars need the
Clear midnight to shine

Love me like
Bees need to
Pollinate for honey

Love me like
The river needs water
For the fish to swim in

                 Or

Love me just
For who I am
Like the breath you need

just
       Love
                Me

Written By E.M.Rushton
June 7 2019
122 · Jun 2019
Today
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Wilted
           Weathered
Soul
         Tattered
                        Timestamped
Heart
           Confused
                             Confiscated
Mind
          Exhausted
                            Enfeebled
Body
         And yet when
                                  Laughter
        And
                                   Joy
Walk in all of life’s hardships
Disappear instantly
121 · Jun 2019
On your heart
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
When Love sits on your heart instead of in .
Lying
  Hurting
   Judging
     Cheating
       Gossiping
         Selfishness
120 · Jun 2019
Joshua Aaron
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
33 years ago a child was born
33 years ago a woman’s life was saved by the birth of the child
The pathway was change
Direction was given by an infant
117 · Aug 2018
Join me
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
When I was just a bitty baby
My momma said, I think she's crazy
When I was 20 and acted cool
People said she" just a fool
Now I'm older and nothing changed
Now people say , she's insane
I live my life and have some fun
so if you see me , please don't run
Come with me , and be my friend
we'll laugh and joke till the end

Written by E.M. Rushton
113 · Aug 2018
Upon My Sleeve
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
Yes I wear my heart upon my sleeve
Its tender as a peldal from a delicate flower
I needs to give , it needs to believe
Like grass of spring needs rain shower

Sometimes  it cries like a new born child
And other times it’s light just like a feather
Sometimes it’s mixed up like plants of the wild
And even  gets angry like nasty weather

Broken today like glass hitting rock
Yet singing tomorrow like birds in the spring
My heart on my sleeve , I never will lock
It flutters with love, like a butterfly’s wing

Written by E.M.Rushton
August 16th 2018
109 · Jun 2019
The waiting game
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
I’m sitting
Staring
Searching
For words
Hidden deep in my mind
Waiting
To be released
Like
That of a caged
Tiger
With the smell
Of its prey!
Yes
You are my prey
I write
Waiting
to see
If you will
Run
Or stop
And read what
I am thinking.
The release is forthcoming
I am waiting
Staring

Written by E. M Rushton
June 132019
107 · Aug 2018
Life is like that
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
I live my life like
A fish out of water
I see through eyes that are blind
I speak words I do not know

I take to give
I awaken to sleep
I crawl to run
I laugh to cry

I think not to know
I seek not to find
I hurt to be happy
I live to die

written by E.M.Rushton
106 · Jun 2019
Tamed Power
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
A cloud fell upon my head
Heavy it was
So through my nostrils
I inhaled the sights and sounds
Of the untamed forest
The trees , the birds , the unknown
Lifted my heart
Like a butterfly taking flight
Then in the transition
The cloud let go of it’s black sinister
And rainbows form  
With sunshine shining into my soul
Like a field of golden buttercups.
From there I flew
Through riptides and cyclones
And reached my successes
Only to be stopped by death

Written by E. M . Rushton
June 11th 2019 ©️
106 · Jun 2019
Tune of my heart
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
The dance came
Not with the beat
Of the music  But instead
      With the beat of my heart

Written by E.MRushton
100 · Jun 2019
Straying
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
My inward compass gnaws at my heart if I’m going off course .
95 · Aug 2018
My Very Best Friend
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
This is the story, of my very best friend
From the beginning ,to the end
The people that had you, left you tied
They moved away, you nearly died

Your fur you lost, and down to bone
You were so frighten , there all alone
In the pound I saw your face, I had to get from that place
I brought you home , with me to stay
With me you are, still today

You are so loyal, and so true
What would I do without you
On my darkest, and longest days
Your at my side , and there you stay
When bad dreams come in the night
You gently awake me, and calm me from fright

Now in the grass , you play so free
While your ears are listening for me
You greet me when home I come
With wagging tail, and kisses for mom

Your paws have tread upon my heart
I knew I loved you from the start
Know matter where I am in life
Your in my heart , and mind alike

Written by E. M. Rushton
94 · Jun 2019
Hidden Thoughts
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Hidden thoughts seep
out through my keyboard
Into the unknown universe
They surprise even me

Written by E.M. Rushton
89 · Feb 2019
Twisting barbs
Eva Rushton Feb 2019
As the barbs of your words  punctured my heart
My eyes bleed tears the colour of crimson
My body shakes like that from a magnitude 7 earthquake
My brain swirls like a angry twister
And to nothing my life falls apart, like glass shatters as it go from hot to cold without time to adjust.

Written by E. M . Rushton
89 · Aug 2018
Staying afloat
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
I can not see
what's in the bend
a head of me
No paddles I have
I can not stop
I take deep breaths
to calm my fears
The bend is sharp
And swiftly I move
My balance is weak
And over I go
In the water
and under I am
my eyes I keep open
to find my way
One last struggle
and up I rise
from the bend
and all is calm

written by E.M.Rushton
86 · Jun 2019
Pretend
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
I like to pretend I am a poet
But  then again, I like to pretend I am somebody , and important. Pretend is all I am and all I know for without pretend I am nothing.
I was born a nobody , not a poet
but when I die I may be a someone
Or not
85 · Jun 2019
Midnight stroll
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
Laying upon my berth
In the darkness of a glow
With flame crackling of the hearth
Mr Moon came to my window

He must have known my sadness
Asking me if I wanted to walk
But my mind was saddled with   heaviness
As I rolled over not wanting to talk

Oh but Mr moon was beautiful and bright
He tugged at my thought
Walking with him would be a wonderful sight
Finally my attention he caught

So up I get and grab a coat
The air is refreshing crisp
He takes lead and up high floats
He breaks the silence with a lisp

Eva it’s ok , not to be ok
I look up surprise but amused
Then bow my head unsure what to say
To many thoughts , so confused

The moon then ask me
Why I feel so alone
Everyone I say leaves me you see
The moon sighs and I hear a moan

He said he sees all things from high
Alone your not ,he said ,never
Even though I'm up in the sky
I’m here with you forever

That made a smile form on my face
And I looked upward
The clouds part and I see all space
With Mr moon as it’s guard

Written by E. M . Rushton
June 15th 2019 ©️
85 · Jun 2019
Weed of your garden
Eva Rushton Jun 2019
I wish my mind would let me go
To say ok I’ve had enough
But instead it fights to grow
I’m just tired, it’s always tough

I bust my **** trying and doing
I put me last and all else first
I’m ask and told to keep on going
To see rewards is my thirst

But I’m just the dirt of  your life
I’m always there when I’m needed
Then you ignore, it cuts like a knife
I’m tossed away like a garden that’s weeded

Written by E.M.Rushton
June 12 2019
82 · Aug 2018
Then One Day
Eva Rushton Aug 2018
You walked with me
For several years
Then one day
Came my tears

To let you go
Broke my heart
Today I know
We're not apart

For in my mind
You walk with me
But to others
They can not see

In the silence
Your voice I hear
It hasn't changed
From way up there

At night I look
Up to the stars
And see a twinkle
For there you are

When life is hard
I think of you
Then I smile
For you helped me through

I know again
Someday we'll meet
At heavens doors
And Jesus's feet

Written by E.M.Rushton
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