Crown Of Fear

Patricia Kelley

I felt a stir in the still night
Looked up and saw no stars
The moon snuffed out
By huge dark wings
Hovering above an anguished earth
I looked a question
Heard a silent ‘not yet’
As the shadow passed
Leaving me in sorrowful moonlight.

Wot – No Rhyme!

Patricia Kelley

The Batley Poets society
Caused a sense of anxiety
When they said ‘It is time
For poems with no rhyme,
In the interests of aural variety.’