I can feel the ocean Even though I cannot see it I can smell the salt Lying savoury upon my lips I hear the roar of the waves I roar back And I can feel myself getting lost I can see the darkness of the storm It’s my veins Do you feel it? The pull of the current Begging you to step in Be swept … Continue reading The Begging Ocean
My new poem A Glamour of Bones is up on Honeysuckle Magazine! Trigger Warning – eating disorders Big thank you to Tracy S Sydor for allowing me to use one of her photographs for this piece. Continue reading New Poem on Honeysuckle Magazine
It spills from my pen It spills from my mind And it’s alive These words have a heartbeat And it’s bleeding I can taste these words in my mouth As the ink drips from my hand They stick in my throat So I write them down Choking on adjectives And vomiting verbs With a life of their own They crawl They breathe life into a … Continue reading The Ink is Alive
Play the right song and save your skin The Axeman is out tonight A head rests upon a pillow Another’s swims with melodies Mixed with dark desires Dreams of blood red tragedies It must have been quite a sight Taken out by your own axe This side of midnight The Axeman is out tonight With trembling hands The people of New Orleans pull back the … Continue reading The Axeman of New Orleans
This may be Hollywood But there will be no happy ending Are you ready for your closeup? A lifetime of pretending? ~ Moxie McMurder Continue reading Hollywoodland
My latest poem to be published is called Sharp Edges and is up on the Honeysuckle Magazine website. You can click here to read it. The photo used is by the talented photographer Tracy S. Sydor. Moxie McMurder x Continue reading New Poem Sharp Edges up on Honeysuckle Magazine Website!
Moonstruck Beware the moon It can cast spells as well as it can shadows Hides a multitude of sins And lights a thousand pathways She is in command of the sea Deep and strong Illuminating sailors as they drown Or sail She is wild Those beams of moonlight Hide magic and mischief Her orphic allure Blamed for madness And all the while She shines Moxie … Continue reading Moonstruck