Poem: A Blue Moon

Have you ever seen a blue moon?
I mean a real one, one that you can only see when your crying alone on the side of the street.
I see a lot of blue moons.
Beautiful, elegant round circle of misty blue light.
You would think something so beautiful would make you happy.
However when you see a blue moon, the moon is sad with you.
You feel the sadness creep behind your shoulder.
You hear whimpers of a woman.
No, of a goddess.
The moon goddess.
When you are sad,
look to the moon,
she will come to you..
Wearing blue.