empty promises are full
filled with unplanted flowers
by the voices of our loved

the seeds whisper ***** words
that are used against us
they are manipulation
in its most exquisite form

we are completely blinded
we are fooled to think it’s love
let me tell you a secret
empty promises are not

I sat in the shelter
as the sunset flared

In my steel thermos
is hot freeze-dried coffee
instant, not ground
but
a sure reviver

wink and grin and lips
blue sky eyes and sunset dress
you, a dream at sight

Alone in life
She soared like a falling star.
Knowing her light was fading
As the star is about to hit earth

Never standing out
While among the galaxy
Yet admired at the end
As soul meets stars.  

Written by E.M.Rushton

I close my eyes and I can see your face.
Sometimes clear as day.
Others, dusted with fear and pain.
And I wonder if this is some cruel trick.
Left dreaming forever.
Of a man I may never see again.

happy father’s day
to the man who stole my soul
you danced with the devil
and held my hand as you did  
forced me to stand on your
unpolished shoes and sway
i sobbed as the song of life mocked me

your soul
is on fire
every loss
is a flicker
sparking new
Light in you

with galaxies
for wound-beds
your scars form
Cosmic Truth

your darkness
was made for
dancing and
your soul was
born to groove

never can you
fall off track
when every
path leads
back to you

as the dark skies eat the sun whole
your biggest fears are not the monsters under the bed
they are the tall, dark shadows
that lurk into your adolescent room
to steal your innocence with no permission