Biography of Jeff Rushton
Jeff Rushton Poems
No End To Success
Success is not the triumph over regress, Success is the power to suppress. Success is not the money or the fame, Success is, knowing you are still the same.
Trust Is Found
Trust in man was lost today Trust in man that is never quite regained Trust was lost when you started to betray Trust was lost when you didn't care enough to say
The Strong Survive Lie
Only the strong survive. We all know, physically this is a lie, for all men shrivel and die. The only strength that never dies is the strength most men are proud to hide. The strength I speak of is the only strength that outlasts time.
This Is Me
This is my destiny My eternity, my desire to be This is me My weaknesses, my faults
50 States In Fifty States
The journey begins with all forms of transportation, for all speeds and conditions that will persist and exist. You will travel as far as able with no destination but the desire to see and experience everything within a nation. Your means are determined by the location and situation with which you find your self in and at the time of needed transportation. Your journey begins from within the state you reside.
The beauty of life lies not in its purity or perfection The beauty of life stands tall and with great attention
The power to be To continue on being The power to become
Faith IS success in life Faith is the catalyst within Faith is the belief to begin Faith is the foundation and the frame
Round, Smooth, Never ending, all angles encompassing As we walk, it seems flat and a plain, smooth without restraint Yet the slopes go up and down depending on our destination and path along the globe of man North, south, east, west, all are one unless you are equipped with a compass
Success Has No I
Those who feel that personal success is the ultimate goal Shallow is their pool Success is a requirement for all who attain life on this earth True success only comes when you have helped others
Slow Down And Run
Running after dreams that have come and gone Running in hopes of crossing the finish line with a personal best Running for the glory only seen and celebrated in a reflection Running to be what I want to be
From noon until midnight the sky becomes a kelm of colors, All seen in the stained glass window we call the clouds Beauty of painted light as the glowing backdropp rotates through the sky Brightness brings softness, the glow, luminescence, and art of illumination to it's
Old Lady Behind The Wheel
Is there more to say? The whirlwind of emotions and convulsions that make up these little four letters. An all-encompassing, all-powerful feeling that brings life to it's highest highs and hearts to their lowest lows. There is nothing like it, life without it is always in lack or longing for it.