"Nature's Lace" by Sulyn Godsey
by Kristin Garth
A sterling steeple, Cimmerian sky,
transfixing temple twinkle nigh. In
charcoal your crucifix eclipse belies
anhedonia of atheists. Found
devotion, beams below — recumbent peeks
a thousand flickers’ glow melts hearts, wax doll
dissolving urchin, urgent underneath
to taste the sacrament of sight, in thrall,
with timid teeth. Divinity bequeaths
a lust bereft regret. Genuflected,
repentant child, adorned ashen lace, wreath
of fauna wild my first dawn collected.
Obeisance heathens never understand.
My god is light, illuminated man.
Kristin Garth is a poet from Pensacola and a sonnet stalker. Her sonnets have stalked magazines like Glass, Luna Luna, Occulum, Anti-Heroin Chic, Drunk Monkeys, Ghost City Review and many more. Her chapbook Pink Plastic House is available through maverickduckpress.com, and she has more forthcoming: Pensacola Girls (Bone & Ink Press), Shakespeare for Sociopaths (The Hedgehog Poetry Press, Jan 2019), Puritan U (Rhythm & Bones Lit, March 2019), and Candy Cigarettes (The Hedgehog Poetry Press, April 2019). Follow her on Twitter: @lolaandjolie.