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

Silent Murmurings of a Lost Child

How does life fly by so fast? By the time, we begin living it’s the end and we missed so much joy in-between. Seems like yesterday I was in dad’s old ford truck headed to school or riding go-carts without a care. To be held close one more time or hear my home place filled with … Continue reading

Here is new poem I wrote yesterday. Let me know what you think. Thanks in advance for your feedback

Here is a short story written in prose.

Emotion In Color

Shadows of gray Leaves of brown Cold silver arches bending to the ground Concrete edges Blend with a winter sky Where do we go How must we fly This day ends Another begins This place we call home All too soon will die FSE 3/16/2017

I Am Yours

Below is a new poem written today. It came out of a conversation from my 4 year old granddaughter last week. I was driving her to school one morning when she said ” look at those dead leaves on the tree” and then asked ” why are they there”. I told her the wind had … Continue reading

The Tempest

The Tempest Rushing memories flood back and wake resting emotions Shaking me to my core; knocking me to the floor Will I ever be over this and will I ever be free again to rest in freedoms door Freedom from the memories of pain in the days gone long ago Come save me – Rescue … Continue reading