Mystery of History


Start with the premise:

It’s all been done

End with the conclusion:

To innovate is delusion.


The brain of Twain

Developed the maxim,

A historical axiom,

That the recurrence of time

Does not repeat but rhyme.


Slant rhymes, I presume, must be included

In history’s wrappings, riddled and clued.

Perfect rhymes are written and glued

By the victors of war –

History’s whores.


Or maybe history doesn’t

Rhyme at all,

Nor does it have a Dal segno.

Rather, history is an echo

Off the walls of Plato’s cave.


About cognifeeder

My name is Josh. I like to think about things. I also like to write (albeit, “type” might be a more appropriate verb). Sometimes, I can muster these two likes into an enthralling synergy of self-expression. Sometimes not. Cognifeeder was a word I made up in this poem. To me, a “Cognifeeder” is any bit of learned information. A Cognifeeder is a piece of culture, something learned that contributes to one's map of reality. The world is littered with Cognifeeders. Take them lightly. When I’m not blogging, I run Sonata, a digital marketing and SEO agency based in Aledo, Texas.

Posted on May 12, 2012, in philosophy, poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. enjoyed this, and the rest of your blog

  2. You appear to have too much time on your hands.

  3. Empty set, between cause & effect, real or imagined. Clever Rhymer, CogniFeeder…

  4. The Day you penned this shall live in Infamy. 😉 (Enjoyed it.) ~Regards, Dan

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