Tonight I’m talking ,to my heart
As it was hurt time and again
It acted deaf ,from the very start
Then weeped remembering the all pain

I tried to sooth it , best I could
And even though it’s broken
If it wanted fixed ,I would
And Truely meant the words I’ve spoken

Then it started feeling hope
And I could feel it too
Now it felt like it could cope
And my heart I did renew

Written by E, M . Rushton
August 15th 2018

Butterflies and birds
Turtles and snails
Horses and donkeys
Then there is you and me

Each can relate
Some of the same
Yet differently too
Not just by name

Cars and trucks
Brooks and sea
Apart from the other
Yet family in life

Written by E M Rushton
August 9 th 2018

Time is a thief , but also a giver
Time breaks us,
but it also heals us
Time only exists in the the second we are in  , yet is also eternally
Time will be your friend while at the same be your enemy
Time will make us panic , yet also relax
Time allows , but also denies
There are many words that have antonyms for which time is ,except for one
That word is precious.  Time is precious . Use it wisely for it has no before and no after , only now.

Written by E. M . Rushton.
2019

Trapped like an animal
In a cage of words
With barbs wrapped
Around my mind and soul

The barbs dig deceitfully
As I try to defend myself
They slice with deviance and claw
At my heart as tears bleed out

After severing my heart
The barbed words encompass
A corrosive attack on my nerves
And assault my state of mind

un be knowing to the villain
its barbed words mutate
leaving the unsuspecting villain
open to an attack from its own creation

Written by E.M Rushton

We did so much together, but when her time came to enter  through heavens doors , I was stopped. As she walk through the doors I watched the softess glowing white feathered wings form upon her back , and a glistening halo of gold instantly appeared , floating above her head , just as she floated into the majestic kingdom. As she turn to face me one last time , I saw my friend, the way she used be , before the ALS ravaged her body and soul. I saw not one sign of pain and no tears falling , but a smile of love and pure peace

Written by E. M . Rushton
Aug 31, 2028

My head is  so full
But of what I don’t know
Like that of a dam
Ready to over flow

To many thoughts
Fighting for space
Like weeds in a garden
That are out of  their place

I just need to sort them
The good from the bad
Like screws from the nails
To keep me sharp and not sad



Written by E. M, Rushton

Once again spring is here
the animals run again in fear
the grass is dead , the trees are dry
the weather is warm and the sun is up high

The firefighters gear up to roll
Protecting the land is their main goal
They study the weather and put out alerts
And pray to god no one gets hurt

The radio blares of a fire out there
Lights and sirens , no time to spare
Light grey in color , the column of smoke
the one that lit it , thinks its a joke

Back in the woods , in no mans land
Its hard to contain , in a softwood stand
the wind is high , no rain in sight
The flaming beast put up a fight

With faces of black and smelling of smoke
the beast is contained, but a long ways from out
We now have a hose line around the perimeter
Our bellies hungry with no time for dinner

Written by E.ME. M. Rushton

I'm still just me
why cant you see
blind eyes by her
away she lures

A falling star
with an ugly scar
I've shown so bright
Now dull despite

Away you walk
I want to talk
to ask you why
You eat her lie

I'm still just me
Why cant you see
Blind eyes by her
Away she lures

Written by E.M .Rushton

May I sing with onlymy heart
While my voice stays silently still
With my eyes open
By closing my ears

May I dance with only my eyes
While my body stays still
And open my mind
By stilling my thoughts

May I smile with actions alone
With my back to your face
See with your heart
While closing your eyes

Written by E. M. Rushton
Aug 8th 2018

As my emotions overflow
Like a ruptured pipe
Tears draw their path
Down the concaves of my face
Like that of a writer with a broken pen
Trying to tell of their pain
When the  tears reach the lines
Of laughter gone by
Together rivers of confusion
Lead the way downward
Coming to rest upon my chest
As if to say
“This is where I was born “

Written by E. M. Rushton
January 2019

Flying up high  
Like that of a dove
Feel the air of the sky
A feeling I would love

The silk of a flower
So clean and so pure
With the mist of a shower
I’d love to endure

To sing in the wind
As the birds in the tree
My soul it would mend
My heart heavy with glee

This is my dream
For each and to all
Let the light of you gleam
May your sorrows be small

Written by E. M . Rushton
August 7th 2018

In the night ,of my darkest day
I walk awake within my dreams
On twisted paths , my hopes do lay
For me to grasp ,in rainbow beams

The light of stars ,shine on each hope
And with a twinkle, they beckon me
While drops of dew , they form a rope
And as I climb , I fill with glee

I grasp each hope , and hold it tight
And to my heart ,I tuck them in
Then in the dark , I shine so bright
And now my life , it can begin

Written by E. M. Rushton
August 10th 2018

The fear of failure is the cause of my failure.

Written by E. M. Rushton

As the lighting flashes in the darkness of night  , the war in side  her head is intensified. The metal barrow she uses for shelter wraps her loneliness around her with suffocation . Then again , comes the load roar of thunder and mixed with the growl in her stomach from days of hunger , it spits deafness into her soul.
Written by E. M. Rushton

As I walk alone
Within my mind
The seeds you’ve sewn
Are so entwined

The doubt I think
Of who I am
Ashamed,  I shrink
Your words did slam

You will not win
Ill fight with all
Someday I’ll grin
Walk proud and tall

Until that day
You laugh at me
My heart you slay
Until I’m free

Written by E. M Rushton
Aug 6th 2018

Someday I hope to write something that will grow wings within your heart and let it soar high above all that weighs up your mind . I hope my words allow your soul to sing louder than the noise that clutters your abilities , and you release your magic light upon the darken world of all , whom walk seeing ,yet are blind.  I hope that my words are your life jacket as the current of life grips you ,and you swim ashore to those awaiting for your return . I hope when I’m gone from this life , my words are still used to guide you into a beautiful sunset at the end of the day. To know my simple words , allowed you to dance with tears , either of sadness or happiness, That’s what I wish of my written words .

Written by E. M . Rushton.
May 30th 2019 ©️Copyright reserved 2019

My hopes have faded
Like the dew in the sun
My vision has been washed away in tears .
Like sand on the beach, from the out going tide.
My strength is lost
Like an unmarked tree in the forest
My soul bleeds out
Like the the dye of a new garment
And yet I walk , talk and live
As normal as rain is wet

Written by E. M. Rushton
September 2018

As I sit under the tree , it’s leaves canapy above
As if a spy blue sky peeks through the gaps
The song of breeze takes me away to places I love
In distance I hear ,maybe birds I think perhaps

The old dog lays at my side, snaping at Flies
I try read his mind, and he blinks as if to hide
Then with a moan he shuts his eyes
And into dreams he’s gone with pride

Below the hill I hear the stream trickle past
And I imagine all of life’s upsets
On a line and out I cast
Away they go, no more to feel or to fret

Written by E. M. Rushton
Aug 16th 2018

In words I live
They give life
Peace they give
Free from strife

They make think
And let me sleep
They come in a blink
Or in they creep

They take me away
Or bring me near
Sometimes I play
With words right here

Written by E. M . Rushton
August 12th 2018

Within my unknown , lives the true human I was born to be.

Written by E.M Rushton

If you are the wind that blows sand in my eyes
The least you could is provide the rain to wash it out.

Written by E.M Rushton
August 9th 2018

Child abuse causes fossilization of the heart and mind !

Written by E. M. Rushton

When you can see the unspoken and hear what can’t be seen , your soul dances to songs never written  before.

Written by E . M .Rushton
January 2019

She walked into my life through death
as I do CPR compressions on her chest
And i hold my own breath
Praying She will inhale ,as I do my best

As she Crashes time after time
I want to scream and tell her to stop dying
Again I bring her back as her heart I prime
All the while my own heart is crying

8 times she is revive in 2 hours
The defibrillator says shock again
I say please lord show your power
Her eyes open , and meet mine with strain

The ambulance is here and she crashes.  
I try to stand but my legs are rubber
Dear God I speak as lighting across the sky flashes

Today,  three years later
She walks into my Work place
A fishing license she is after
Loving her life , with a  smile on her face

Written by E. M. Rushton

Dust my heart light
With words of hope
Like dew of the night
So in darkness I cope

Teach me of strength
Of actions by you
Like a trunk of a tree
Stand tall beside me

Walk at my side
Pick me up if I fall
From my sight do not hide
You my friend I will call

Written by E.M. Rushton
June 29th 2019

Each day I walk upon the earth
A bit of me is turned to ash
Returning to my place of birth
Like a seed that became a tree
It sheds its bark, to the ground it’s free

Written by E. M. Rushton
June 8 th2019

As I sat outside on this cold winters eve ,
Up to the sky travels my eye
The stars they do hide
But I’m not sure why
Then alone just like me
A snowflake it does glide
It tickles my nose
On its way by
I smile and watch
As it plays in the wind
Then after it’s done
To my cheek it lays rest
And as the tear it became
I heard Andrea’s name

Written by E. M. Rushton
January 2019

Life is good for a once in a lifetime experience.

Written by E. M. Rushton

I have so much to write about
Yet none of is with me
So I close my eyes
To open my heart
Don’t think
Just feel
And the words appear
My heart goes like a sponge
******* all that my soul feels
and drips letters that tell of what I don’t know.
God , it’s so beautiful
To see my creation
Through my own blindness
My fingers know more than my mind as the type faster than I can think
Don’t think , just spill from my body all that is within
Don’t think!

Written by E. M Rushton
June 4th 2019

As I walk alone
With in my mind
The seeds you’ve sewn
Are so entwined

The doubt I think
Of who I am
Ashamed I shrink
Your words did slam

You will not win
I’ll fight with all
Someday I’ll grin
Walk proud and tall

Until that day
You laugh at me
My heart you slay
Until I’m free

Written by E M Rushton
Aug 6th 2018

I want to talk
But Only in thought
I want to be there
But no where near

I want to see
But not all that I should
I want to feel
But not right now

I want to give
But hide it away
I want to receive
But say no each time

I want to be free
But pass you cuffs
I want live
But live to want

Written by E.  M. Rushton
August 7th 2018

With broken wings
I will fly
Because my heart still sings
Despite my cry

I may be tossed
By wind and storms
May even get lost
But broken wings will preform

Written by E.M..Rushton
August 2019

I think deep
I love deep
I sleep deep
I fear deep
I laugh deep
I see deep
I breath deep
Will I ever surface ?

Written by E. M . Rushton

My thoughts dripped from
My eyes
Falling gently upon the ripples in the ocean
As they surf the crest of of each valley within the swirls
My heart and mind feel
Like that of
The softness of
a freshly bloomed flower
                   But
Then from the fog of the sea
I hear the cry
Deep from the bowels
Of the water
And as I turn to look
My eyes see tears of
The swimming creatures  
To which have received
My thoughts that dripped from my eyes.

Written by E.M.Rushton
June 7th 2019
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