Clarity Of Thought

“There is a bigger picture, just step back from the canvas.” ―Ilona Simone Advertisements

A Fountain Overflowing

This poem is about battered children and has it’s origins in the murder of an autistic child recently in a neighboring county. Please remember Children suffer in silence all too often! Be vigilant and stay aware of those you see. If you see something say something   Angel with your tattered wings Bruised furrowed and … Continue reading

Memories

A poem for a friend in mourning

Love

What is a word –   When emotions are overcome With one gentle trace And I find myself lost, In April’s gentle embrace. We belong to Him – I am yours, you are mine. This is Love, One word enduring Until it is enough And we are quenched   This is enough   ©ScottEtheridge April … Continue reading

Good Wood, Bad Wood, and the Master Touch

John 20: 7 (HCSB) “The wrapping that had been on His head was not lying with the linen cloths but folded up in a separate place by itself” Jesus, God incarnate, was born as a carpenter’s son in the town of Bethlehem, laid in a manger, and destined to hang on a rough wooden cross … Continue reading

Daily Struggles

I have to be honest here… life is hard! I spend most of my time battling myself and my own destructive thoughts. Who can relate! I have a running monologue in my head where I build myself up and break myself down all at the same time. I read into others actions everything negative I … Continue reading

This Is

I touch your skin Your breast rise and fall  Your lips touch mine Tangled  Together we fall Again  And again Until we satiate this need Holding tightly  This moment While gone We again repeat  Lovers  Together  Boundless Until death we part We hold tight  Bold we lay in the night This  This is Love  I … Continue reading

This Is

I touch your skin Your breast rise and fall  Your lips touch mine Tangled  Together we fall Again  And again Until we satiate this need Holding tightly  This moment While gone We again repeat  Lovers  Together  Boundless Until death we part We hold tight  Bold we lay in the night This  This is Love  I … Continue reading

Remission

Remission On This day This dark day Before light was born We work We toil Once again to repeat Again And again Where is my remission He is born tomorrow Freedom offered Creation to creator Mystery unfolds Herald by host Rejected Lifted high A king A savior A babe ©ScottEtheridge 12/19/2017

Moments Lost Not Long Ago

Here is a poem from a couple weeks back. In it I try to capture the brevity of life and the simplicity of moments