|The moon is neither coin
nor pearl tonight,
no diamond, bead or poet’s muse.No shimmer,
glister, glimmer, mirror,
no silver bright or stars to cheer.
She keeks behind
|Bio & Link|
|Lynn Valentine writes between dog walks on the Black Isle. Her work has been widely published online and in anthologies. She is organising her first poetry collection under the mentorship of Cinnamon Press after winning a place on their Pencil mentoring competition.|