The second of Ned McNeil’s moonlight mysteries, By the Fright of the Silvery Moon, inspired this poem. What Lay Beneath the Moonlight An ancient church, deserted now, lay in a silv’ry light, Keeping watch o’er those who slept throughout the silent night. Did shadows move among the stones, was evil lurking near? Or was it […]
Aug 12, 2022
Chapter Eight–The Key
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I set the boxes on the dining table and got the kitchen scissors from the drawer. Sitting down next to Chris, I proceeded to open the first box. Inside lay a small bundle wrapped in purple velvet and tied with a faded ribbon. I carefully unrolled it. “It’s a ring,” Chris said, as I held […]
Aug 11, 2022
Chapter Seven — The Key
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Mrs. Covington flicked a switch and light flooded the basement. Chris muttered, “Wow!” I simply stared. Wall to wall furniture filled this big underground room. Narrow aisles allowed walking space. “Right over here,” our hostess said, leading the way to a small, old-fashioned pump organ. Dust lay over the top and on the lid covering […]
Jun 22, 2022
Trapped
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I closed my eyes. Surely, this was a nightmare. But, when I looked again, the chest and the skeleton were still there, a few feet in front of me. The room was taller than the tunnel. I could stand upright. And, it wasn’t as dark as the tunnel. The sound of the sea was deafening […]
Jun 20, 2022
The Darkness Below
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Stunned, I stared at the mantel. It jutted into the room, leaving a dark space where it had sat atop the fireplace. I pushed up from the floor and peered into this cavity. What in the world was going on? Why was there a lever inside the firebox and why have that attached to the […]
Jun 24, 2021
Dusty Memories
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Cleaning out and trying to organize the writings I’ve done through the years has its own rewards. Among the many papers and books stored in my garage, I’ve found poems, a few songs, Sunday School lessons, stories that I wrote so many years ago, I’d forgotten about them. But, it was fun to re-read, sort […]
