Lingering Legends Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The course of human history.
A complicated tapestry.
Composed of interwoven strands.
The work of three blind sisters hands.

Each strand recording some event.
Almost as if by accident.
I have no doubt that they will be.
Still recorded accurately.

The strands are closely intertwined.
Which makes it difficult to find.
A single strand you can purse.
You hope in time will lead you to.

Some one you can identify
Which other sources verify.
Some one well know to history
No longer wrapped in mystery/

But now exposed to public view.
So we can prove their legend true.
It seems to me won't succeed.
Until the day we learn to read.

The never ending tapestry.
.The sisters weave industriously.
Which they have done since time began.
With total disregard for man.


We try and try without success.
Our efforts doomed to be fruitless.
The three blind sister can ensure.
Their secrets will remain secure.

Perhaps that's how its meant to
We have to face reality.
If we had been supposed to know
We'd have succeeded long ago

The sisters weave their tapestry.
Recording human history
But they make sure we can't unwind.
The strands deliberately entwined.

Monday,18 June 2012