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Haunting Spirit At Monmouth University

Home to President Woodrow Wilson
Ivy scaled Monmouth’s outer walls
Laughter of youth from decades past
Resonated in marble-floored halls

The theater building was set apart
Further down Cedar Avenue
Another spirit stalked the stage
Where college actors made debuts

A gift from the Monmouth Race Park
Actors’ dressing rooms were stalls
Where a stealthy ghost spied silently
As thespians answered cue calls

Arriving early one April night
Eager to recite the witty lines
Of “Blithe Spirit’s” Madam Arcati
Rehearsing her séance foremost in my mind

In character I asked, “Is anyone there?”
Was it a true spirit who answered?
A short young man swept down the aisle
Stage lights my vision hampered

“Hello,” I called as he disappeared
Into the workroom below the stage
For a moment I stood frozen
Losing my place on the script’s page

Curious, I followed his path
But the work area was empty
Where did he go?  Whom did I see?
Unanswered questions tormented me

A bit of fear entered my heart
To doors above the seats I raced
No one else was in the theater
My terror was not misplaced

But as I opened the door to leave
Professor Harrison entered
Stunned, I gasped, and he had to ask
“What’s wrong?” (I was usually centered.)

“A man came in as I rehearsed,”
I panted, “wearing a shiny hat
And a jacket of dark blue satin.
He vanished, gone, just like that.”

My mentor grinned as I composed
“Believe me, what I’m saying’s true.”
Harrison smiled and said calmly
“Huh, I guess you saw him, too.”

I wasn’t first, perhaps not last
To see the lost jockey searching
For the stable that held his steed
As the great race was approaching



*October 16, 2014

True story.  It turned out many students had seen this jockey's ghost.  Professor Harrison worked on set construction and I could sometimes hear him talking to the "ghost."  Happy Halloween!
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Dietrich Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 3:55 PM
and belated congrats for a win I see.
Dietrich Avatar
October 20, 2020 at 3:55 PM
wow, that is so interesting, carolyn. Wish I would see a ghost (just not an evil one)
Yvonne Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 7:00 PM
Congratulations on your win Carolyn. So happy you can celebrate another win.
Meier-Hans Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 5:29 PM
Great story Carolyn. I like this kind of spooky story. Congratulations on your win.
Callus Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 9:44 AM
Congratulations on another fine win, Carolyn! Enjoyed this write that held my curiosity and attention right up to the end. Would be quite a friendly ghost were he to be more communicative and stop rushing around! hugs // paul
Allison Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 8:03 AM
ooh how spooky to know its a true story - very well penned Carolyn many congrats hugs Jan
Deschler Avatar
November 5, 2014 at 1:06 AM
This true ghost story was a very interesting one, and it's setting in an everyday place made it even more real... The nice rhythm and rhyme in this poem also made it an enjoyable read. Congrats on your win, Carolyn!
Chakrabarty Avatar
October 17, 2014 at 8:37 AM
O Is it for real? I have heard many stories of haunted houses. This spook is very friendly as your poem tells and Professor Harrison speaks to him. But your poem is excellent. Maximum score. Hugs!
Petersen Potter Avatar
October 17, 2014 at 2:23 AM
Excellent poem! I just love your story my dear sweet friend Carol. It's awesome! :) Talking quickly about ghosts, I've seen ghosts, many of them over the years and orbs. Thanks for sharing your ghost story, more so if it is for real. :) I believe in ghosts and I see them sometimes in my own house for years. I am used to them kind of by now. Take care now. Very Happy Halloween to you! You get a 7 from me! Hugs! Love and light! xxxx D.
Devonshire Avatar
October 19, 2014 at 2:19 PM
I didn't believe in ghosts until I actually saw one. If there were one in my house, I'd probably move. Vampires, zombies, werewolves - no way. But ghosts, you bet they're real!
Taylor Avatar
October 16, 2014 at 10:43 PM
Outstanding, Carolyn! Excellent write. Truly enjoyed. xxxRalph
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