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Cart Ruts and Mysteries

In an old farmhouse high on the cliffs of Dingli
surrounded by archaeology and mystery
lives Mary, guiding visitors to explore and find 
caves and cart ruts, deep tracks seeming mined
that criss cross at Clapham Junction
it’s not easy to guess their function.

Talk to Mary and she will tell you
of times gone by, when there was so few
people who wanted to know and understand
what it was that remains so strange in this land.

Perhaps it will always remain unknown,
since archaeologists have come and gone,
not enough with perseverance and finance,
they come and go and lose allegiance.

Maybe one day an answer will appear
and all will suddenly be clear,
why the cart ruts run under, the house, 
where Mary lived with her mother.

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  1. Date: 11/8/2009 5:16:00 AM

    Delightful poem Rita, a warm welcome to the Soup >> James

  1. Date: 11/7/2009 11:53:00 AM

    Hello Welcome to poetrysoup my friend,good to hear some excellent verses about my beloved Country.Malta--Charma;)

  1. Date: 11/7/2009 7:37:00 AM

    How interesting....a puzzle and a part of a history, that perhaps someday will be revealed. Nice poem and facinating story! ~ Carrie