Biography of Whitney Albright
Whitney Albright Poems
A Honduran man left his kids and wife To give them all a better life Of no more hunger, no more thirst No more waiting on misery to spread worse
Though last nights prayer Brought on deep conversation I found myself In a sleep aspiration
'The Sense Of Smell'
In a sense, it’s not the heart or the mind That triggers memories so deeply confined They only play a common role In those mad moments that flood the soul
(Age 8) Oh heart, oh heart, why must you beat? Oh heart, oh heart, why must you weap?
'Back Into The Trees'
This little bird, with his velvet head Frisks around with his tummy fed Ducks down deep in the wet mud To the others he’s such a stud
Days Of April
O, my days of April, I've pined for you so long And waited to see your gardens return where they belong O, my days of April, which find me with a fellow Do you see my new smile outglowing daffodills yellow?
Daddy, when you look at me Do you see the little girl who sat on your knee? Do you realize I'm just like you? This woman I have grown into?
Full moon’s beaming What is baby dreaming? Of sweet little sonnets, Blue baby bonnets,
Their little hearts beat Inside of their mother Tiny hands and feet You kill one after another
'Like Noah And Allie'
I want a love like Allie and Noah knew. Dance through life, dance in the street with you. Ride a Ferris wheel off the ground. Let you chase me all over town.
A Splitter Splatter
Splitter splatter, splitter splatter The rain tumbles, the rain scatters Such a day for rubber boots Such a day for a poncho suit
Christ On Easter
Daffodils arise from the green, green ground But not for the spring do they come around Dogwoods slowly begin to compile Yet, not for the sun do they bloom wild
You could hear granny's feet Tapping against the floor Every Sunday morning Before you came through the door
A Lucky Frog
I walked in to the marshes sad And spotted him there on the lilly pad He sat there, so very tiny With slippery feet that were way too slimy
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you beat?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you weap?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you hide?
Oh heart, oh heart, what lies inside?
Oh heart, oh heart, why must you cry?
Oh heart, oh heart, why do you despise?
Oh heart, oh heart, why are you weak?