Someone in passing says they’ve seen us
somewhere. It could have been when
we were singing or reciting poetry. At first they
didn't recall the time or place we met.
They smile as if great friends when seeing
us, and we struggle to remember. Maybe we
were just out for fun, but in the other’s eyes
the event was bigger than life. The sun shines
on us, but it could have been night.
It could have been a night when we were
seeing friends over drinks in a bar and
grill on a one-way downtown.
It could have been in a coffee shop
where we read poems, and in the heart
of each person the words and lines
held a different meaning. The atmosphere
was warm, and we called it love.
Someone could remember the time
we walked along the sidewalk, and they
passed un-noticed as they drove along.
I was shy when I was in eighth grade
and asked the girl with red hair if she noticed
me while I was in a crowd below the balcony
where she stood.
O, how much it meant when she said yes.
I’ve lots of lovely acquaintance
Their beauty shines as silver swans
When we meet, we just shake our hands
Smiling each other is just haven
It takes time to know them
‘Til the nicest ones become my friends
When trust has grown between us
Relationship stays stronger, it’ll always last.
I’ve fewer neighborhoods across the road
Expanded by space so wide and broad
But we reach each other in spirit of brotherhood
Caring as one family sharing love and goods.
Their beauty shines as golden swans
In our community, we love and live as one
As we meet, we embrace with open arms
Giving each other’s support at tough times.
Acquaintance is as precious as neighbors
Balancing my life’s tripod, both life’s anchor
Whatever one sees as weakness and flaws
Accept, build, learn, love... in God, we all grow.
Feb. 19, 2023 11.01pm
Acquaintance and Neighborhood
Contest Judged: 2/20/2023 8:11:00 AM
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
Place 2 ( up to 4th and HM w)
Sadly , my acquaintance of IsiZulu and other local languages was so badly.
hardly to speak to acquaintance neighbors in the erea
as majority of them were sadly.
Neighbourhood had an acquaintance woman
superstar of Hollywood,
African woman who spoke American English
fluently like an African - Americans.
Hollywood superstar once carried firewood,
Woodland is the name of that Neighbourhood.
Place where you can find beautiful traditional houses
and an important old Palace.
traumatized good people always portrayed Apartheid
and colony as the causes of trauma.
Hardly communication between some people
As they were wounded by others hardly.
Painful life when you are victims of injustice, Trying to transform some unjust people by sharing love
and they continue to ignore your goodness
and kindness to increase your pain.
February 18/2023
Written for contest sponsored by Sotto Poet
...Honorable win
In the contest...
Time goes on a new dawn
arises. I look across my lawn,
and, wonder if I can bond
with neighbors like Lyn and John,
or Gina and Sean with a new baby.
They stand outside and wave or say "Hello."
They never get close , too busy as they go.
Unfortunately, times have changed and maybe
there is little to no trust between people.
At a distance I can see the church steeple,
and I wonder if there is some sense of security
among the congregation or are there insecurity.
People lock their doors or ignore you when they walk by.
I wonder how many people would help or even try.
2/11/2023
Acquaintance And Neighborhood Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet
random
beauty
catches
the
eye
inspires
&
transforms
acquaintance
into
love
Strolling through my new town
Strangers talking solely on their phone
Quiet, with the occasional ringtone sound
Despite the smiles and laughs they feel alone
Imagining a conversation with a friend yet found
That awkward nod to a stranger, still on my own
Now avoiding eye contact, staring at the ground
A community broken by an isolated tone
A place no longer bound
Time to go home
27/1/23
Acquaintance and neighbourhood poetry contest
Sotto Poet
The mechanics and its doing,
the thought process in place,
the origin of thinking
kept me searching for its trace.
The unsettling feeling,
the stirring at the core,
the magnitude of fearing
caused this emotional downpour.
The mind and heart reeling,
the tremors on my body,
the fabric of my being
shrouded in fear and anxiety.
Hello my name is Marilda McQueen. You were not invited. Please return to your ship.
Politeness rules in this land of fools.
Howdy do Marilda. I am Tom Twiddlepacker. I am taking over Earth and your dog.
Good manners are ever so important.
Pardon me Tom. I am Marilda’s mother. This is a lazar gun. Put Fluffy down immediately.
Etiquette being what it is,
Pleased to meet you Ma’am. I am Tom’s wife Tilly.
I am taking your teeth now too.
The ones I am wearing or the ones in the velvet case? Both.
Hello my friends. I am G13YM2 your captor greeter. Please get in line and be quick.
That is the way Earthlings talk, right?
G12YM2, my name is Marta. Where are you taking us?
That is not your business my friend, and you are welcome to meet your acquaintance.
Hello my name is Ted Twiddlepacker. I am the one who contacted you.
Please let me know that you have my pepperoni pizza.
Glad to meet you Ted. Get in that line if you want something tasty.
Polite, mannerly, showing etiquette, they tricked us into a smooth abduction.
Yes, we are that easy.
P-oet
R-ightfully
I-mplements
N-atal
C-elebrant's
E-vent
S-imply
S-cribing
P-riceless
O-de
R-egarding
O-ne
S-weet
A-cquaintance
Topic: Birthday of Princess P. Porosa(November 04)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
October blossomed in the nautical dusk
Where my sight felt a beauteous pearl less brusque
Bright blue eyes, lips of rose and curls so long
The deft soul of tulips had a scent so strong
I adored the sound of her breath of smoke
I revered the words of fine wine she spoke
Her heart echoed the stuffed bear at the porch
Her mind echoed the shrewd nun in the church
That weather eye made my brisk steps brush by
Now my thoughts’ a child aiming for the sky
This long-legged lady is no lover,
Yet she’s a faithful friend like no other
Nonetheless, am I worth her precious time,
Or is my friendship a cent or a dime?
The will of tender’s a gift from above
Is it a token of God’s endless love?
I hope these verses will embrace her ways.
She’ll fly away from the flaws of today
Whenever those tears fall, she’ll have this verse
To nourish that giggle which breaks her curse
I am a writer of a bull fighter
Yet I feel those eyes will become brighter.
Reduced to an acquaintance
That you mayhaps bump as you cross the street
In contrast to nights in which sleep did not exist
Grass in our hair and naked
Dampened by the sprinklers in dimly lit streets
And miles walked barefoot
Without an ounce of fatigue
The most passionate and understanding love I've ever known
Reduced to an acquaintance.
I grab a glass of water;
As I drink it I don’t git any taller;
Got a basketball N my hand;
But it don’t make me a baller;
Met this girl in the park;
Along about near dark;
Asked for her phone, so that I could caller;
Guess what? ………………………………………….
She was married;
LOL
Signed dump in the park;
No chance for love or a new acquaintance in the park near dark;
LOL
1/11/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Stream of questions has sunk in
That moment when you left me hanging
I wonder why you bid goodbyes
It just slip out in a split second
Then I said, it was fine with me
And just pretend to be okay
Without you knowing how I feel
I was indeed hurting and crushing
Underneath is a heart and soul ----
Sobbing in silence,
Yet, our story remains unfold
Until waves slapped my face
I’ll wait and stay
…. in love with you,
And now your back
I’ll take this chance to start a new
Once again I love you, Hanna
Sea serpents are very articulate in a vehicle. They can wind great needles displaying exemplorary skill and agility. Yet a wise whipping weed can weave a wave from thin air. Displays of a iridescent knowledge. In true form. And exact. Yet a painted bud can never be said to be natural. Simple falsification of the tins. To disguise truth and spray a rain of falsity's across a sky, a sea, an island. Mainly a motion. Caressed with walking wailing walls. In cities worldwide. How corrosive. How correctable. Haven is as happy as a newly born bean. Ink. Innermost. In. Inns. Interesting. But buttons are unwelcoming. Pallor place pigs. X
A young pretty lady, seeking company from an unknown
and to the hospitality of my open arms, she quickly lodge.
A stranger still remains an alien until some acquaintance is established
seeing what is right in front of me, such a feeling was purged.
Sweet conversation, chilly atmosphere and some sense of belonging
are benefits attached, hence nothing observable to judge.
Her youthful exuberance was glaringly into play,
but it was stimulating and an effective nudge.
She’s damn good! - Soft touches, sexual tricks, and erotic riddles,
all put my physiological smoke into heavy surge.
A sudden feeling of satisfaction and a ‘game over’ countenance surfaces,
she’s definitely an expert and what’s next is to dodge.
Taking a polite excuse, she run-walks to the bar’s comfort zone,
my instincts begin to define all her gestures to be a forge.
Then I realize my fat wallet is her hired escort,
officially making me a stranded victim of a beautiful scourge.
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