Long Mattie Poems

My stalker arrived ripping our flag crawling over veterans memorial plaques aiming through an assault rifle from across the street her anniversary of the murder meant to end my life 20 years later in shambles...

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She entered the parking lot of my townhome
devastated I was after several home invasion 
my stalker an accomplice after the fact of arson 
murderer of eight Ciro Gargano the sheer reason 
the FBI approached me...

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Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance 
in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe 
leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe 
offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic 
nerve damage piercing pain...

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My  name is Mattie Ross and I hail from Yell County
In the state of Arkansas living, on a ranch with family
At the age of fourteen I suffered personal tragedy
When my father Frank Ross was...

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Haunting night for writer's block decided to 
explore my writing endeavors awakened always 
at three am feeling overwhelmed from another night 
filled with words dancing about inside my head to put 
to pages immediately before...

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Jolly Polly Sue Conner was her name, and she came
from the grand old town found just outside of Harvest Oak,               ...

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secrets began leaving the building
bar codes covered the license plate's
threats intimidation badgering
and fear meaningless arousal

I began to focus on her treason
again a righteous over reasoning
I was selected poet of Florida
four years in a row inspired

by...

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A few of my favorite things

A few of my favorite things 

Looking at paintings of Cezanne Rembrandt Van Gogh and Rodin 
thinking of their lives and of their times 
of where and when they painted...

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My real name is Billy,
But my friends call me Silly.
My girl friend's name is Nellie, 
and I have a twin brother name Stevie,
whose girl friend's name is Shellie Kellie.

A week ago, I met this guy...

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Mom held big dinners at Christmas time.  Family and friends would arrive, each bringing their contribution to the feast along with gifts.  Mom baked her dressing in round little balls, all crispy with...

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Mattie was a gentle soul, weak in body yet in spirit bold,
touching lives profoundly with his words of inspiration.
A mature mind, though a child, with a poet's heart of gold,
living life fully as a gift...

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I love to reminisce about great Aunt Mattie.
Her home perched atop of an old barber shop; 
a barber pole below her apartment told my young eyes 
that we’d arrived at her place.

Her tiny space, smelled...

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He’s always So Behind

Hasten,
Mason

Heavenly Guy

Sky glow
Milo

A Great Guy

Maxwell
acts swell

Sure Not Dickie Nixon

Tricky
Micky

Spoiled Guy

Bratty
Mattie

Why We Follow

Moses
Shows us

Such a Cheerful Fellow

Jaunty
Monty

Hope he Doesn’t want Kids

Sterile
Merrill

The Stoic

Spartan
Martin

He Keeps Them in the Family

Newel’s
Jewels

The King’s Favorite

Jester
Nestor

He’s Just so Tall

Shorten
Norton

Almost got...

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Dear God, I'm praying
to thank you for everything.
All these years I prayed so much
for this most important thing:
I asked to let me find someone
to take care of and to love;
To save me from my loneliness,
send...

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i feel you everywhere i go today
you little cherub laughing so eyes are
dancing as the butterflies capture you
as no words you need to be heard wow
a smile so tranquil that dimple in your chin
glows from...

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Mattie and Myrna

Mattie and Myrna have become my pals
Though it wasn't that way from the start
They're nothing like dear Red and Goldie
But over time they've won my heart.

Red and Goldie used to visit the feeder
Until...

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A wonder why some people does behave suh
Greedy foh dem mattie own 
Always want but never like to give 
I can't live with these people no moe  
Dem does get on my nerve now...

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Hattie gladly had a fatty patty.
If a bad fatty patty had Hattie,
That fatty patty would’ve made Hattie batty;
But, Hattie had a rad fatty patty!
The fad-clad Hattie is also a caddy.
“And gladly,” chatted Hattie, “I take...

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You rented a place on Bourbon Street?
Oh, yes, in New Orleans, of course I did.
The old man stared deeply into my eyes
Not from Mardi Gras Matti, I hope!

I burst out laughing and nodded my head.
Yes,...

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