Silk written by Natalie Crick at Spillwords.com

Silk

Silk

written by: Natalie Crick

 

The houses are frozen,
Caked with white ice

In the eternal half-light
Of a full moon Winter night,

The wind a piercing star; it tumbles
And glances leaves across the lawn.

The light shines through.

We let in only as much
As we can bear.

The first moment your skin touched mine
After a hard rain

Your lips had the sheen
Of silk.

Grace never kisses
The darkness or the empty place.

Shadow eats up every thought
Of imperfection.

Natalie Crick

Natalie Crick

Natalie Crick, from Newcastle in the UK, has found delight in writing all of her life and first began writing when she was a very young girl. She graduated from Newcastle University with a degree in English Literature and plans to pursue an MA at Newcastle this year. Her poetry has been published or is forthcoming in a range of journals and magazines including The Lake, Ink Sweat and Tears, Poetry Pacific, Interpreters House and Jet Fuel Review. Her work also features or is forthcoming in a number of anthologies, including Lehigh Valley Vanguard Collections 13. This year her poem, 'Sunday School' was nominated for the Pushcart Prize.
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