Mattie Thompson
Salinas, California, USA
Mattie ThompsonSalinas, California, USA |
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Mattie has been writing poetry since early childhood. She is a Residential Specialist certified by the state of California. She enjoys cooking, gardening, growing her own veggies, herbs, and teas. She is a member of the International Society Poets. She won the Editor's Choice Award for the International Society of Poets. In 1997, she was nominated for Poet of the Year. She is also published in an anthology, "Through the Hourglass" by The National Library of Poetry. She is now completing her first manuscript, a collection of short stories and poetry entitled "Old Spirits Speak to Me." |
SnowI'm a cocaine user and abuserused cocaine to decrease the pain if you try it you'll buy it I'm hooked like a fish now it's my main dish Just another thug on drugs I'm in so deep I can't sleep I fear jail, can't yell going to hell Lord have mercy on my soul Please help me before I'm old Then one day an Angel came, called my name "give yourself no blame" You are healed from all your drug deals God has given you special powers in this hour Go your way on this day speak to others without pay I'll send an Angel, she'll tell you what to say You can't loose use God's Rules All your pain and sorrow has been hidden in tomorrow |
Time As A Dark ManTime has touched and rearranged the dark man's faceTime has increased his worldly knowledge like a scholar His speech is the windsong that flows like the rivers His hair has been graced my time, like the snow His hands what precious paths His mind of extraordinary beauty A conqueror he is, in every sense I reached with respect to touch his hands with traces of love written on both palms He never grew older just wiser |
The Last SaluteYou are our friend even though death stepped inWe shared with one another like no other You shall forever stay in our hearts Though we are heavenly apart When God called your number, you were ever so humble When we called your phone you rushed to our home Be it night or day nothing blocked your way We understand God's will sometimes bring us tears Your works on earth has been done Heaven's work has just begun We try to keep our mind on track, need we remind you we can't relax The pain was so great it kept you up late Early morning hours we heard you moan Praise God You just carried on We thank you God for the relief To this day we still suffer grief We know you are in heaven sitting on a cloud Smiles from you, make us so proud |