A poem for a friend in mourning



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

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

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

My God My King 

His love holds the down trodden and His ways lead you through stormy seas.   He is my God and King In Him I rest my weary soul   When times are good and you walk the sunny shores or stretch toward star filled skies.   He is my God and King In Him I … Continue reading

Lola nineteen years ago, I knew I was blessed to call you my wife. We have worked hard to keep God first in our marriage and the love we have (for each other) is fed out of that overflow. It is refreshed each day; because we renew our love for each other daily. The absolute … Continue reading

Tears I Cry

Tears I Cry Wonder what I’ll be when I grow old How will I look the day after I die Momma can I go I’m such a fool My cross bleeds Tears I cry Memories lay hold of me And awake in the night I cry How can I be so bold While inwardly I … Continue reading

The Dance

The Dance Evening falls on misty fields And the dew swept morning’s crest is just over the horizon I feel the Nighttime as it glistens And moonbeams I see dancing off my beloveds lips Tonight I danced with an angel in Heaven’s sweet kiss Gracefully I watched as you waltzed And stole my heart away … Continue reading

Angry Birds

I have a game app on my DROID called Angry Birds, which I love playing (Keep in mind I am about as anti gamer as you can get). However, I really like playing this game, don’t ask me why, its mindless entertainment, I guess. The object of the game is to shoot birds at obstacles, knocking … Continue reading


Closing my Eyes I drift back to yesterday of days gone by days of past and Christmas of yesteryear I remember simple time- simple love- simple needs- and Christmas of yesteryear Seems like nothings the same and everythings changed but my love for you is still ever so dear as in the christmas of yesteryear … Continue reading