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1. One couplet :  A-A

2. One stanza with rhyme scheme: A-B-B-A-A-B

3. One sedoka: syllable count: 5-7-7-5-7-7 (no rhyme scheme)

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Sisyphus

Sisyphus 

He rolled the boulder with his burdened shoulder up that treacherous summit
Tricked in hubristic self-righteousness again and again he thought he had done it

We engage in similar madness regardless of whether Gods punished us somehow
or we simply can’t fathom another journey on the path to inner enlightenment
miss the signs and the signposts when or ways fail when stones refuse to relent 
but can be split into fragments when we grant us permission for change and allow
release alternative solutions of metaphorical splinters from arrogant highbrow 
where peaks of peace result from shattered acceptance and humble atonement

Once we’re forgiven
and forgive our delusion
that we know and are certain
hold truth when we don’t
stones can roll all by themselves
and moss rests at the cliff face
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Sergi Avatar
April 28, 2017 at 1:48 PM
A beautiful poem crafted from mythology. My compliments, Kai Polictically, I hope the rock tays on the hill.
Neumann Avatar
April 29, 2017 at 3:29 AM
Thank you Ralph. Between a rock and a hard place, this world. But there is hope, because there must be. Many wishes, Kai
White Avatar
April 27, 2017 at 8:46 AM
It feels like that boulder rolls all by itself down and down everywhere. Because there are so many delusioned rulers aroudnat the moment, who do not care. I wish they would carry that burden all by themselves and realize what they are doing, but...... Very crafty poem, and so full of meaning, liek your poems always are. 7
Neumann Avatar
April 28, 2017 at 5:01 AM
Thank you Darren. The world is so polarised at the moment. The politicians are either right wing populists or capitalist enablers. I suppose I can mostly, only fight with pen and keyboard. Wishes to you, Kai
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