Lifting the Lids

 

Hypnosis their chosen entertainment

Eyes opened like windows to the soul

Lining up now for public humiliation

Leave them to dig their own hole

 

Hells gates were disguised so plainly

Afterlife is the point where Know returns

Tricksters often trade with dark magic

How many lives before one learns?

 

Frantically trying to backpedal

Unleashing vital messages well hid 

Randomly striking out against opposition

Young bloods spin Pandora with no lid

 

 And then there was Hope

PussyFoot claims that Curiosity did not kill the cat

Hope has been hiding in the box all along

 

i lit the match

For some time now PussyFooters warm to this idea

the flames of fantasy year after year

singe of wings its a match of burning desires

the little devil on his shoulder

stuck a deal with her undercover lucifer

an open invitation steers them into temptation to act out

longing to ignite their passion

and send that moral compass spinning

sparks will fly with the slightest thought of sinning

with a fraction too much friction

just remember the stick people

discover how they became extinct

ashes to ashes said the powder monkey

his guardian angel finds a dust pan clunky and

points her guiding light-master to the nearest broom

don’t linger longer and give into temptation

seriously consider the con of sequences

patterns of the past and becoming

dust in the wind

PussyFoot warning received (again)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Down and backwards in high heels

The energy is stuck

Half way between my head and my heart

It’s rising up

It’s slipping down

It’s swirling and it builds

Trying to gather information

Trying to let things go

Trying not to notice

To allow the pain to show

To combat the forces surrounding

To accept the inevitable change

Move forward without resistance

Move with Broadway and its waves

Move like Ginger Rogers

Down and backwards in high heels

Down on the same old dance floor

Down with Fred to learn how it feels

Can i just lighten my heavy load

Can we choose an easier way

Can we bypass roads to Hollywood

You know truth will always sway

You and I we share the same dreams

You don’t have to give anything up

Help me to purify this water

Help me to fill my own cup

Help dances through this liquid tune

Me, I and You already know

You can take a well earned bow for

Us…. at the final curtain to this show

 

Down and Backwards in high heels!!

Reel life divine partnership

Dancing on air with Fred Astaire

more about Fred and Ginger here

https://morestarsthanintheheavens.wordpress.com/2013/02/09/heaven-im-in-heaven-the-divine-partnership-of-fred-and-ginger/

 

sugar and spice…

…and all things nice

When we were young

we wrestled with reasons

wrangling the whys and wherefores

You always let me come out on top

and it’s you I have always adored

Now we are older and wiser my friend

and invariably we still lose the plot

Once again let’s honour the goddess within

here inside with memories we forgot

Our hearts shone with the warmth of truth

one bended knee had broken the ice

Windows of opportunity wiped clean

sharing Eskimo kisses with sugar and spice

PussyFoot wonders what little boys are made of !