Scott Whitby, 2024 water can heal a needless divide that is endless and deep and it's not really what water does but that we allow...

Scott Whitby, 2024 I love the little peaces of babies Their tears and squeals Padding feet Fat hands Sticky kisses on my cheek I see the...

Scott Whitby, 2024 Let me in Let me in The door won't open I need to see Let me in Let me in I have to know but I have no key Let me in I...

Scott Whitby, 2024 It's 2am I'm wide awake Thinking about things not likely I want to fall back to sleep It's a long time before I get up...

Scott Whitby, 2024 Worked all day Then drank some beer Watched TV And went to bed I'm laying there She's asleep Been awake for hours...

Scott Whitby, 2024 My setting sun screamed clouds at me She tried to make me see all day I didn't care...and she knew (then she thought...

Scott Whitby, 2024 No one reads my poems Will they when I die? Me and Emily Dickinson They can't say we didn't try But Emily they read...

Scott Whitby, 2024 Some poems are easy The words, they come so fast A simple little thought Will set my mind aghast Others are not so...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I wanted a bird in a nest on a limb for the world.  So I would have that. The limb was first.  Not big but strong...

Scott Whitby, 2024 You looked up and you were crying I didn't know why or what I should say I said I'm good for a different day You said...

Scott Whitby, 2024 the music is slow today, just loud enough the chords are predictable and this song sounds good I like the melody if I...

Scott Whitby, 2024 A passing note? Who are you tucked in there to make me confused? My fingers fail when you appear. What do you want and...

Scott Whitby, 2024 Music, playing it, came to me late in life but at a good time.  It came at a time that I not only could appreciate...

Scott Whitby, 2024 There is a window and a lady I hear them both I came a long way for this The twinkle in the lady's eye, and the...

Scott Whitby, 2023 I sit atop a hollow, then it snows.  Falling the only sound Flakes reach out as they pass, suspended, dreading the...

Scott Whitby, 2023 You old tree, you finally fell.  You had been dropping limbs and branches for years, dead and didn't know it as some...

Scott Whitby, 2023 It's darker than it usually is.  Not too dark but a little darker, like something different is waiting.  People are...

Scott Whitby, 2023 Birds pour down, like a rain of feathers, but with wings ...and they sing They sit at my window and say their songs,...

Scott Whitby, 2023 The posts are set and ready for wire.  They were really ready this time.  Not just planted almost perfectly in the...

Scott Whitby, 2023 You looked up and you were crying I didn't know why I'm not sure you did either I said I'm good for different day You...