The Ghost and the Blue Moon

April 30, 2015

  by Terence T. Gorski,  Gorski Books

In the early night when the moon turns blue, the ghosts of my past come out and dance before my eyes. The ghosts are unseen by others. When I talk of them, most people think that I am mad, or at least confused. 

When the morning comes, my mask of sanity returns. The ghosts dissolve into the growing light of day. I go on my way unnoticed – but only until darkness and the full blue moon returns. 


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