In my idle mythological travels as I gaze upon the earth to see its many changing faces as myth and legend time erases, my heart is touched as I see my long-lost name in industry…
Let us don our industry-spectrum-tuned equestrian glasses to see what products honor me and my distant mythological glories…
The wonder! An efficient robotic system for cleaning the cages of valuable DNA-manipulated and transgenic rodents, the "Pegasus Cage Cleaning Robot"!
So, my name of Pegasus, yet in flight and spirit, is befit for modern-day laboratory animal facilities, lending itself to a technological marvel that is exquisitely designed to reduce occupational health problems. What a great mechanism. Beat that, Zeus!
As I fly, gazing down… gazing down…
What is that I spy at the strip-mall down yon upon the winding trail of Route 40? Why, it’s a... let me read the sign...
"-Pegasus Bookstore and Stationery-"
I have been immortalized with a Book and Stationery store! A fine addition to my growing legend… Computer hardware, software, and fine stationery implements to record my majestic deeds. Stop by and enjoy a cup of Java!
Ah, the gods never had it so good on Mount Olympus…
What is this? Is it my Mother Medusa reincarnate?
No, it's just the Pegasus payphone. It does bear a minimal resemblance to me… but it lacks my graceful lines and features. Such a repulsive creature! I shall drop mementoes upon it hideous carcass…
Now you may be wondering what sneakers these are that I am wearing…
Nike Pegasus, naturally.
I fly with grace, the human race ever busy under me, affixing stickily there my name, already wide with legend and fame, on the face of industry…
As I soar through eons wide, and just when I was feeling low- gone the myth-days, long ago- I find, to my long-lasting joys, that I (and myth) are honored with our names on useful tools and toys:
a Pegasus biycle built for two…
finely-crafted Pegasus jeweled wristwatches…
a speedy Pegasus speedboat…
a Pegasus down-insulated jacket with zipper pockets…
a modern Pegasus mobile note taker made by the evil giant, Microsoft
(remind me to slay that blight on technical progress and innovation)…
a Pegasus wireless router with a one -year limited manufacturer's warranty…
even overstocked books, all using my celebrated name to sell, sell, sell…
The land was barren, lone I came, born of mythical legend and fame; first was I, and now I'm 'us'- the world's replete with Pegasus…
Pegasus Barbie books of the cutest button-nosed order…
Pegasus Diaper Stickers to inspire future heros…
and my personal favorite, a petite Pegasus rocking horse…
Ah, father Poseidon, mother Medusa, your son is well, his fame is wide, ever among the shining stars,
his golden bridle gleams on high at the ecliptic above the trees in the wintery northern skies…
art and science have harnessed here the thundering wing-ed horse of Jove,
as neither Athena’s gilded bridle nor Bellerophone's great hands could hold-
the lightening bolts I've carried long, once reserved for mighty Zeus, now light the human towns' facades in a whole new way that light is used- ne'er envisioned by the gods…
Even a site of poetry! How glad can this god-steed be! as I…
“Saw the moon rise o’er the landscape,
Saw the tranquil, patient stars;”
Yes… but what is this, that this tale tells? I was chained; being sold as a stray in a 19th century American workingman's town? Ah, well, a bit of the wine-o'-the-gods, perhaps, had led me to such an ignoble predicament…
Ah! As I read, I see I did escape, and flew my course back to the heavens. Such a fitting fabled ending! So here, I, Pegasus, of legend and myth, shall share the end of that tale with you, as so too does our journey together here end. Fare thee well…
(We enter the poem near its end, after I have escaped my unfortunate bonds...)
“But they found upon their greensward, where my struggling hooves had trod, pure and bright, a fountain flowing, from the hoof-marks in the sod.
From that hour, the fount unfailing gladdens the whole region round, strengthing all who drink its waters, while it soothes them with its sound.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “Pegasus In Pound”
Adding your comment:
Shows how much the myths of old still pertain to everyday life and functionality of individuals. Great work! 
s and best wishes always... ~Genie~
Very creative and unique, I got to tell you - I wouldn't have the guts to write this differently in the contests - but heck, maybe writing this differently will pay off. Interesting write.
today. Are you feeling light-head and a but Pegasus? This is unbelievable and quite the different perspective all together. I love what you've done. Know that my sides are split from laughter, I will take a much needed break and come back to this later. I wish you the best in this round dear Honoray Son. You are a fascinating creature, to say the least!
