The Blue Lady Ghost

She comes at night walking on stony pathlady in blue from some time distant pastno rest, tormented, trapped, in endless timehow long to stroll in dream, how long to last. Her home, nowhere in this forsaken landher time like an hourglass has long since goneshe walks at night through graves of distant deadshe knows notContinue reading “The Blue Lady Ghost”

The Ghost Of Priory Church

Clink and clank down the aisle with frown or smilerattling grates in the still dead of the nightmoving swiftly as if in a mad hasteto go nowhere just lost in endless flight. The air is filled with scent so sweet and brightno light, no sound, but smell of rose abounda fragrance visited with ghost onContinue reading “The Ghost Of Priory Church”