Today's poem is by Mark J. Mitchell

Mechanics of a Myth

Sisyphus, aching under moonlight,
Looks down the mountain.
Something confuses him.
Fresh reflections are bouncing
Off a boulder or something
Way down in that valley.
It's blue and beautiful.
He thinks, weary as he is,
"I ought to go get that."

Copyright © 2014 Mark J. Mitchell All rights reserved
from Rock & Sling
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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