For the Tuesday prompt, Margo asked us to select one of the labors assigned to Hercules and to create a poem related to that specific task. The one that spoke to me was #11. The Apples of the Hesperides. I decided to write a found poem from the information on the Hesperides contained in the website theoi.com/Titan/Hesperides.html
Golden
Purest flame of fire.
golden light of sunset.
Goddesses of the evening,
The power of a song.
Light-bringing radiance.
Tree of golden apples –
source of brilliant sunsets.
Treasures of the gods.
the raven's eye 
This is lovely. I love the different directions everyone took with this.
I’ll tell you one thing fun with this: shift the lines around (yes, with all poems I read — it’s a habit). They work interestingly in other combinations.
Yes, ma’am, they do. This is the result of having shifted a number of times, first on the paper and then at least three times as I entered my “final” product on the blog. There are more lines, too, that lend itself to this poem. I knew about the golden apple, but not much about the Hesperides, so all the sunset imagery and the lovely-voiced nymphs was a revelation. Thanks for the challenge.
Love this, you packed a lot into just a few lines.