Leo Larry Amadore Poet Free verse

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Things That Seemed Poetic

Things that seemed poetic were
always sad, though I yearned for
glitter and my dad's guffaw, which
never came. Familiar things were 
always drear -- repeated motions 
in the same old game. There were 
only distant glimpses of budding
Spring, fleeting views of daffodils. 
The strongest poems dealt me 
death and dying. Still, I always 
hoped, never went under to gray 
despair, forever dreaming of a 
garden of love we could share -- 
but those forbidden delights 
faded quickly away. The only reality
I understand is the ever-looming
and final one. Nothing's changed.
The strongest poems deal 
death and dying.

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Michelle Mac Donald April 24, 2016 at 5:41 PM A powerfully emotional write! Sometimes those who write of "death and dying" are finding an outlet of escape? I've done that a few times, but I don't feel I'm a sad person. We can personify something else and put the blame there.:) Be happy, stay well! Mikki

Lee Brownlee April 13, 2016 at 8:48 PM I liked the rhythm of this poem very much, and enjoyed the theme. Well-written. Thank you.

Kathleen Kroll April 13, 2016 at 9:50 AM This poem has power. I like the garden of love image. I marked as a fav poem. I could reread many times. I see glimmers of hope in your poems too. Beautiful. Hope to read many more of yours. Kathy

Kelli White April 13, 2016 at 6:25 AM Beautiful ethereal write

Bl Devnath April 13, 2016 at 3:52 AM Very strong poem my lovely friend penned with heartfelt words beautifully. Loved always, bl

Anupama Kadwad April 13, 2016 at 12:08 AM Very well written poem. The words have depth and are meaningful. Keep writing.

Maren Johnson April 12, 2016 at 3:29 PM Lovely write Sir Leo :) The words are descriptive without trying too hard. I feel the weight of the humdrum and truly understand the thirst for something beyond.

Ralph Mason February 9, 2015 at 11:35 AM even in death it seems to me there is something gained. Enjoyed you poem. Warm thoughts, Ralph

Bill Yates January 5, 2015 at 2:35 PM Leo Larry, I have read some of your work and find it to be among the best on PoetrySoup. I am marking you as one of my favorites.

Dr.Ram Mehta March 24, 2014 at 9:26 AM Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Lovely write, leo

Keith O.J. Hunt March 23, 2014 at 4:49 PM Superb write Leo! Gonna make this one one of my faves! Very 'Tennyson' somehow, very good!

Brittany Reynolds October 26, 2012 at 9:31 PM I definitely see where you are coming from with this piece. It's well done, but I am going to take this poem as a challenge. Please keep an eye out in my poetry. I plan on writing a strong piece that has neither death nor dying. It won't change the general idea that the strongest poems do deal with destruction, but perhaps it will inspire others to write of construction.

Terry L. Allen April 15, 2012 at 3:00 PM In one way I agree but in another I don't I think it is all in what you think is strong. I think any poem that makes a person have an emotion is strong. Try one or both of these poems "AWE SHUCKS" or "VEXATION". By the way great job of writing. TLee

Dalila Agtani January 21, 2012 at 1:43 AM I agree with you Leo death and dying are very strong emotions and so are love and hate. Nice meeting you in PS. Thanks for visiting my work. Dalila

Brenda Victoria Northeast January 20, 2012 at 10:12 AM This is so good Leo-and yes there always seems to be in life - a constant of death and dying : ) Thank you for your kind comments to me, Blessings, Bren

Patrick Cornwall January 20, 2012 at 10:12 AM very lovely........patrick

Kash Poet January 19, 2012 at 10:54 AM You are one of my favourite poet.I am finding your comments in many poetry pages here.I wonder why you are not posting poems now.Hope soon we will get some new poems from you.

Matthew Anish January 11, 2012 at 7:28 PM Enjoy your glimpses of budding spring and fleetin views of flowers. After all William Wordsworth wrote that "we shall despair not - rather take strength in what remains behind - the splendor in the grass - the glory in the flower". Peace & blessings Matthew Anish

George Aul January 9, 2012 at 12:39 PM I think it is the fear that brings out the strong emotions and words.......George

Earle Brown December 6, 2011 at 1:57 PM A good piece. Well written

Debra Squyres December 1, 2011 at 2:06 AM Well said...and a deeply emotional poem. I must say I too agree that poetry dealing with death and dying are usually strong. Perhaps because it touches each of us at some point in our lives.

Bl Devnath November 18, 2011 at 9:26 AM My dear friend, you have wonderfully written this truth that most of us agree consciously or unconsciously because we love emotion. The utmost emotion lies in death of and at the time of dying. I have no words but openly I agree with you because of your finest truth. God bless all. bl

Jslambert Mister Roboto November 8, 2011 at 8:12 PM the only reality I understand is the ever-looming and final one. Nothing's changed----WOAH! Strong stuff sir! Classic Poetry in LIVING motion! Btw....what is Guffaw? A word I have never heard, at least I don't think so...(*now I will hear it constantly, bc that's the way these things work)

Paul Beadnall July 6, 2011 at 9:38 AM Powerfull and meaningfull. expressing my inner feelings is mainly what i do best, i feel. A very inspirational script, top marks from me . Also thanks for the kind comment and marks on mine. Bless up .. Paul

Paul Beadnall July 6, 2011 at 9:38 AM Powerfull and meaningfull. expressing my inner feelings is mainly what i do best, i feel. A very inspirational script, top marks from me . Also thanks for the kind comment and marks on mine. Bless up .. Paul

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