Waiting on the Moon

Eccentric the poets
Who use their claws
Passages of madness

All rest in peace
The tombstone read
A message from God
Or a marker of death

Bleed into nothing
Break into song
One way or another
The world goes on

Bloom from decay
In moss of black rain
The nightly noose will
Welcome you
Wait and stay patient

Talons reach to comfort
The lady with the crooked smile
And stolen wings

Run towards shattered laughter
Invite the insanity
Eyes melt off skin
In fragmented judgment

Madness and elegance of thorns
Exquisite and never torn
Thirst of blood is the gracious curse
Love her clipped wings and she'll soar
Flying away from pain's pure retort

Alexis Child hails from Toronto, where horror in its purest form is a calculated crime against both the aspirations of the soul and affections of the heart. She worked at a Call Crisis Centre, befriending demons of the mind that roam freely amongst her writings, once lived with a Calico-cat child sleuthing all that went bump in the night, and is haunted by the memory of her cat.

Her fiction has been featured in Schlock Magazine, The Official Fields of the Nephilim Site, SinisterCity, and U.K.’s Dark of Night Magazine.

Her poetry has been featured in numerous online and print publications, including Aphelion, Black Petals, Blood Moon Rising Magazine, The Horror Zine and elsewhere. 

Her first collection of poetry, Devil in the Clock, a dark and sinister slice of macabre horror, gothic, surreal & supernatural poetry is now available on Amazon.

Visit her website: http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/alexischild/

Find more by Alexis Child in the Author Index.

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