Too

We

I love you.
Do you love me too?

I’m moody.
I know that.
But
You’re moody too.

I’m willing to change.
Are you willing to change too?
But
Not too much because this is me and that is you.

I’m fucking scared.
I’ve been alone all my life.
It’s how I protect my heart.
No exes, no kids.
I don’t know any other way.
But
Can we be “free birds” together?

All I know is that I want you in my life.
I look for your truck.
My heart skips when I see you.
Do you want me too?
Are you scared too?

But
Can we just be gentle with each other?
Like innocent babes
Nice, soft, sweet
And fall asleep in each other’s arms.

Note to Self

I AM…

perfect
beautiful
whole
all possibilities
wise
infinite
LOVE
now and for always
Divine Creation
all that is/was/ever will be
and so are you

…THAT I AM


Note to Self

This and other designs — including my Wear the Word, Spread the Light™ t-shirt line — are available at Pegasus Speaks Designs — my new online Society6 storefront.  Please enjoy.

With Love and Thanks.

Liz Carmel

 

 

 

 

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

Eye of Horus
Eye of Horus

 

If this is “The Way”
Why do I hesitate?
Why do I question?
Why do I seek my bed, cheeks damp?
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

Thoughts ad nauseum
Angsting over every detail
Where?
Radio silence
When?
Crickets
How?
Anyone home???

Flip / Flop
Dry land fish dying
Stinking up the joint as only I can

Zig / Zag
Straight line not
Disgusting dizzying mayhem maze

And this is fun?
Chasing a tail I’ll never catch?
Sisyphus’s rolling stone?
An eternity of Square Ones?
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

Go with the flow?
Ha!
Look for signs?
Sucker!
Ask my I AM?
I ain’t buying it anymore!

Not that a quadrice-sighted lizard doesn’t mean something but
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
Can’t you do better than that
No offense meant / None taken
F*&% the metaphors already
Give me a clear as quartz crystal sign

Make me believe again
Make me know for sure
Yeh you Universe
I’m talking to you.
Yeh you I AM
You ain’t much better
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

I’m outta here

Here

As i lay down in the blood of strangers and waiting for my bullet to end my mere 22 years, I envisioned every face that I have ever loved and whispered I love you. over and over again. [sic] — Isobel Bowdery

not_this_love_crHere I sit
Warm, sheltered, fed
In my little corner of the world

Here I question
In my little corner of the world
What to do?
How to respond to the horrors of our world?

Bombings, shootings, massacres of the innocent
People starving, lost, driven from their homes
Paris just the latest headline

Despair
Hatred
Ignorance
Poverty
Suffering
Pain

Here I search
In my little corner of the world
What can I — one person — do?

Here I can
In my little corner of the world
Nurture plants of Love
Decorate inside and out with Compassion
Accessorize with Peace
Drop cluster Bombs of Love where cluster Bombs of Love are due

Powerless to do more but
Live from
Love
Compassion
Peace

Here
In my little corner of the world