U have wonderful traits and talents to savour
As u unfurl ur petals and waver
practice ur ways
U will soon come into full flavour
U already know what to do
It’s the cud that gets the chew
The cat that gets the cream
It’s the unseen seam
Fully in tact waiting to evolve as ur mind grows and grows
Eager for fulfilment to soak up all ur woes
It will not be long before ur back on track
Ready to grow with times gone by
Ur a survivor a great master
Of ur own Inner disaster
Let light pull u free like the honey from a bee
U will soon see
How ur own Destiny
will prove to be ur wholeness ur soul ur knowledge to own
Let no one take ur precious time
Be true to urself
Let ur prestigiousness grow and evolve as u become stronger no time to scorn or absconder
It’s time to stay true to ur destiny’s pull take it all in as u linger the mull
From lightness to well practiced righteousness u own it
it’s urs
never be complacent
U know what to do when u stay true
Go get Wots urs
it’s written as words deep within the bossom of the universe
it chants ur name ur path ur gain take Wots urs as this is no game!!
Categories:
wots, anxiety, caregiving, encouraging, feelings,
Form: Free verse
She walks, her high heels tapping
Has all the guys on the sidewalk rapping,
an audience dancing, clapping!
Turns her head and sees wots happening,
gets in the groove, thigh slapping!
I was only out to do some shapping!
Bought some heels and all the trappings,
me Mrs took one look and burst out laughing!
'She Walks', not for the contest!
Categories:
wots, dance,
Form: Monorhyme
Michul Jordan you’re Tagged Mate !
Wots all this
I sed to meself in me wurst Inglish accent
Gorblimmey and lummy
Gimme a pint uh tea
An a cup uh beer
Wots all this ere then
Gotta be a riddle dum dee dum didle
Nah scrap that wherez me giunt flippin rubber
Can’t make ed or tail
Aint no sense in it
Is there now
Mube Michul Jordan can fix it
Ez a man of cunnin wit
Oy there Michul !
Can ya see up the frog mate
An sawt this one aht
Will ya mate
Its got me bogged
Like waadaya gonna do fry ya ruddy brain
In fish n chips
Put on ya best whistle
Pick up ya pencil
And scribble uhs a bettuh poem than this
Evur that or tag sum uver poor git
Dump it in there lap
Yup
That’s wot I did
TAG… !?!? waz all that
Nah nah you got it all rong in Ingland
( the land of nu blessid langwig and the Queenz
propa spokin flippin Inglish )
We say “ad”
Yur ad
gotya mate
Michul Jordan
Yur “it”
Categories:
wots, me, me, riddle,
Form: I do not know?