Lento Maez

Rookie - 237 Points [Pompo]

Lento Maez Poems

161. We Failed 10/28/2013
162. Stolen Dreams 10/28/2013
163. Garden Pains 10/29/2013
164. Decking Pains 10/29/2013
165. Conventional Shoulders 11/2/2013
166. Busted 11/3/2013
167. Mirror Eyes 11/3/2013
168. Grandfather’s Gone 11/4/2013
169. L-O-V-E 11/4/2013
170. Cautious Love 11/6/2013
171. Verdant Valley 11/6/2013
172. All Manner Of Being 11/9/2013
173. Amor De Pendejos 11/9/2013
174. Her Eyes 11/11/2013
175. Life In Perspective 11/12/2013
176. Covert Clarity 11/12/2013
177. Mystical Moonbeam 11/13/2013
178. Sadness 11/13/2013
179. Prosaic Poetry 11/14/2013
180. Shadow Dancing 11/14/2013
181. Nightmares 11/16/2013
182. Delightful Daylight 11/16/2013
183. Heaven's Door 11/18/2013
184. Sailor's Lore 11/18/2013
185. Alien Dream 11/19/2013
186. Nightmare's Ended 11/19/2013
187. Stolen Love 11/21/2013
188. My Inspiration 11/21/2013
189. Above The Crowd 11/23/2013
190. Whispered Name 11/23/2013
191. The Wonder Of You (2) 11/24/2013
192. Magical Mirror 11/24/2013
193. Thanksgiving Day 11/28/2013
194. The Letter 12/1/2013
195. Halloween 10/29/2013
196. Dulzura Amargosa 10/30/2013
197. Wish It Were Me 12/3/2013
198. Forlorn 12/4/2013
199. Intimate Imbeciles 12/4/2013
200. Campfire 12/5/2013

Comments about Lento Maez

  • Sandra Feldman (12/21/2013 4:31:00 PM)

    A man of kindness and sweetness, with great sensitivity, translated into poetry.

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Best Poem of Lento Maez

Emotional Intelligence

His emotional intelligence was quite high
Yet when he saw poetic injustice he‘d cry
There were those who thought he was shallow
Because his outlook on life was so mellow
In frustration one day he exclaimed
That his good poet fellows had been framed
In turn his outlook on life was strained
And his emotional intelligence was drained
Alas all good poets must cry
As they look up at the sky
Quietly wondering why
Their poems don’t fly

Read the full of Emotional Intelligence

The Look

The look that smoldered,
the universe it overcame.
That come hither look its own to blame.
And thus that love encompasses all:
I know now its purpose,
your countenance should face
what smolders in souls.

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