K-nighted in White Satin

Just what you want to be, you will be in the end

Photo: Sir Benji… Being comfortable in his own s tin

His most noble achievements in the wider community serves as a Role Model Being and much loved super hero …fighting for the rights of humanity.  Willingly sacrificing personal freedom, to share his adorable puppy dog eyes of light, earning him his popular celebrity status and the many riches and luxury he enjoys today.

Enjoying the fruits of your labour Sir Benji… you deserve the best.

 

 

 

 

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emotional decay

High range emotions blown away by salty rain

Taking a reluctant breath with a good sniff of knowledge

Loss will likely signal some concealed grief

Resistance can trigger the anger monkeys

Fear will cascade down to disrupt others

Accusations and blame wrestle with logic and reason

The winds of change challenge every blooming season

Deeply rooted feelings reveal the uncomfortable situation

Arise as they may

Fear of judgement and a sense of punishment

Something is very wrong

I know this swan song

Doubt leads you into a multitude of stories

Looking for answers is a reliable escape

From this swivel neck paranoia, they procrastinate

Let’s not carry this heavy load anymore

There is a choice waiting in the wings

Step over the prickles, decode the message

You can hear it in her voice as she tries to sing

Take the long way home

It doesn’t have to be this way

Something old, something new

Something borrowed, something blue

MissMarriage of Justice with her Karmic wand

Spent the sixpence from her dancing shoes

It’s a balancing act

Of give and take, make or break

But don’t settle for less

It could be a matrimonial mistake

PussyFoot suffering emotional decay yesterday

Follow this path with Heart…

…but always take your brain with you

…and by the way

stop checking out my tail

PussyFoot is usually one step behind when the path gets narrow

 

 

Cold Feet

Liam Finn

your glowing face…

…like a stolen beam of the sun

From Liam Finn’s 2011 album, FOMO. Buy now on iTunes! http://bit.ly/zKkAGd While recording his sophomore album FOMO at his beach cottage in New Zealand in late 2010, Liam Finn found himself alone, missing friends, family and parties. His reliance on popular social networking sites and text messages to connect with loved ones inspired the tone and title of the record: the actions we take for Fear Of Missing Out. Seeking to record songs that would instantly grab the listener, Finn and co-producer Burke Reid looked for sonic triggers that wouldn’t just set a spark, but create an expansive listening experience that demonstrates a manic, off-the-cuff exuberance. Album standouts such as “Neurotic World,” “Cold Feet,” “The Struggle” and “Jump Your Bones” marry ’60s melodics with spiraling keyboards and distorted guitars and vocals.

 

Know when to hold

Played as a Fool by the Joker
Wrong deck…
…Shuffles again
To think I would have done anything
For him
Give up my heart again
My life my home and my closest friend
I’ve been such a Fool
More than once
More than twice
I must have loved too much
My mirror reVersa is my Vice
He’s a space cowboy
An interplanetary romeo
Some call him the gang-star of love
He Played me like a shark
Came after me in the dark
But that’s not where I wanted to stay
I don’t go out – not now that you’re in
Nobody else will ever know
That part of me that can’t let go
I’ve already Dealt with the Tarot
and gambled away with Poker
Why would I low down again with a
Serial Midnight Toker?

Pussyfoot has so many songs floating around that they ended up all mashed up

i think it started out with cold feet then Happy Feet

One Step at a time

Now PussyFoot has stronger shoulders

…She can carry you through the shifting sands

Slowly shedding these heavy saddle bags

…so she can reach out loves helping hand

 

He not heavy…

He my brother

PussyFoot available for piggybacks

 

JUST love… guardian whispers

They said I was rude and made callous remarks

Let there be awareness gently lighting those sparks

They told me it was best that I leave him alone

Let there be reflections guiding your patience zone

They think that I’m stupid and my directions all wrong

Let there be signposts and listen to their song

We can tune into many tones of love and temptations

Let there be moments, pleasure without ramifications

They class me as a snob because of my point of view

Let there be new classifications, JUST them and JUST you

They call me insensitive and believe that I’m mean

Let there be feedback, find your treasures unseen

They laugh at my suffering, make fun of my struggle

Let there be humour in this pain you must juggle

He watched me walk away nursing my heavy heart

Let there be forgiveness instead of tearing this apart

JUST love

PussyFoot whiskers sense guardian whispers… conversation with angels