Moth
From powdered wing, to lunar sky
She makes her way, from shadowed place
With longing heart and moon shot eye
From powdered wing, to lunar sky
The trickster moon, brings silent sigh
From muted orbs of ashen face
From powdered wing, to lunar sky
She makes her way, from shadowed place
She makes her way, from shadowed place
With longing heart and moon shot eye
From powdered wing, to lunar sky
The trickster moon, brings silent sigh
From muted orbs of ashen face
From powdered wing, to lunar sky
She makes her way, from shadowed place
This poem is copyright (©) Daniel Page 2023

About the Writer
Daniel Page
Daniel lives in Aylsham, Norfolk, and writes poetry for children about school life, history, science and the natural world. His work has been published in the ‘Places of Poetry’ anthology and several online journals.