Wednesday, December 18, 2013

A Foxmorton Christmas Story.....

Yeah, was my birthday........
I couldn't help myself...........

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Ancient Mystery

issues today's REAL TOADS CHALLENGE!
What DOES the Fox Say?


I am
divine luxury
essence of charm
centuries old treasure
vintage phantom
brave heart
dreamlike rosy glow
in a
delectable season
wit     bone
shimmery fur
fine bold muse
on the hunt
supremely sensual blush
my dirty prints
only in winter
living proof

~MF '13

Friday, September 6, 2013


Sometime you just gotta be SILLY!

Huzzah!  Hurrah!

written by Mimi Foxmorton (that's me!)
illustrated by David Murk
is now available on

Just click on the link below and enjoy our goatly delights!
And at $1.99...that makes us cheap dates!  ;)

Available on ebooks Kindle edition.

Don't have a Kindle?
No worries!
It's easy-peasy to download the FREE Kindle app and there you go!
You'll be enjoying our UNDERPANTS in minutes!  :)

Thanks to all who stood in support of making our UNDERPANTS fly!

Saturday, August 10, 2013


A Special Announcement!

written by Mimi Foxmorton
illustrated by David Murk

Click on the link above to go to our UNDERPANTS Facebook page
and stay updated on our release date!
(should be a week or so!)

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Postcards from Paris Art

Work from my Postcards from Paris Art Class
which consisted of collage, altered art, wire sculpture, self portrait as Marie Antoinette
and a French Impressionist painting.

Such fun!
Art:  Good for the Soul!

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Ice cream, Spaghetti and a Banana

The air in the room was made from delicate crimsons receding to soft pinks, though, when I looked in the far
 away mirror I saw only a sepia me pretending to hide.

He gave me his words, many and bound crudely, surprising me with his gift and I thought I knew
 then that the secret was hidden inside.

"Jessie would have wanted to hug you." were the first words he said.
And I smiled when he spoke them though I did not know who Jessie was.

I meant to walk away but he turned me back, lacing his fingers in mine, lifting my outward palms above my head against the waiting, raw papered wall. 

 His hands were much smaller than I had always imagined.

His lips brushed mine, softly then harder and I could taste years of longing
and something sweet, like decision.  I pushed back, but not to get away.

"Are you afraid to make love to me?" he whispered inside my mouth.

I had no answer, for I had long forgotten that this was what I had wanted.

~MF '13 

submitted to
REAL TOADS-What's Hard for YOU to Write?
with Mama Zen, who I adore.....because she's REAL!  xo
Pop on over and check out some other Hard to Write words!
ps.  If you hadn't figured it out.....for's *whisper* s-e-x........
I have the worst time!  ;)