Haibun Monday, and winter is bringing snow and frigid weather to many of us. I am reminded of the story of an old cemetery on what was known as Dead Man's Hill. Submitted to dVerse on 1/31/22.
SAVED BY THE BELL
A winter wind blows across the deserted cemetery on the hill. The headstones are from the 1890s, and legend has it the cemetery is from the days when, for reasons unknown, people believed occasional burials were pre-humously and some were buried in haste. In order to prevent this dreadful demise, the solution was to tie a string around a finger of the dear departed that led up to a bell attached to the end. Should there be any movement, the bell would ring and they would be rescued. Hence the term “dead ringer” and “saved by the bell”. Occasionally, a person would be employed to watch the cemetery at night and listen for bells, hence the term “graveyard shift”. These days, young lovers like to park near the cemetery on dark and wintry nights. Some say they’ve heard the distant ringing of a bell.
while on watch in the graveyard
a faint ring is heard
is it for whom the bell tolls