Stonehenge
Ancient monument on the English Salisbury plain
Called Stonehenge by name.
Large tall megalithic blocks
On a plain that has no rocks.
Myths and legends surround the stones
Dozen of theories, yet still unknown.
An observatory, calendar or clock
No one knows the mystery of these big rocks
Tracking the stars or eclipses in the sky
Modern man still wonders why.
Built in many stages tell it was done
Proof of builders remains none.
Similar patterns, mechanism the same
Many stone monuments have a name.
Theories over time have come and gone
New ones show how it was done.
A man made structure that has me amazed
Now future generations can gaze.
One fact remains and the the question is why
Build these structures, but where does the truth lie.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2011
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