Silver Words on Burned Pages

by Silver Thread

First published January 5th, 2014 04:20

Writing in Equestria is not always first nature --- maybe because hooves cannot easily hold a pencil, let alone write words coherently. This does not mean, however, that they do not create art, and dream poetry.

This is a written collection taken from the minds of ponies, revealing their deepest thoughts, their darkest desires, and all the things one cannot always reveal in prose alone.

Chapters

Water-child Flame :: Derpy Hooves
The Tempest :: Tempest Storm
Mail Mares Can't Call In Sick :: Derpy Hooves
The Company of Others :: Tempest Moon
Blooms :: Applejack
Always Dreaming :: Princess Luna
Finis Vitae Sed Non Amoris :: Princess Cadance
Moonlust :: Tempest Moon
Unheard :: Fluttershy
Calm Before The Storm :: Tempest Storm
The Choice is Yours :: Princess Celestia

Water-child Flame :: Derpy Hooves
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Water-child Flame :: Derpy Hooves

Soft do hooves trod cloud-cover

Damp beneath these shards that carry

Click the ice but never wary

As the feather never falls

Memories adrift

A mind in flurry, memories

Swarm around her soul; she sees

These things she'd once forgotten

A mare in only age

Infinite in broken wisdom

Feathers singed by judging glares

Smashed; she is eternal

Born in error, always seen

Try to change what she has been

She shall never alter ways

In the eyes of early days

She, the child flame

Born mistake and now beloved

We're her children, all be-gloved

With a purposed heart

All our eyes upon her

Hers to one way and to that

The silent mare that hides within

Our all-connecting truth

The Tempest :: Tempest Storm
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The Tempest :: Tempest Storm

The Tempest

For she is born of the winds

Sky around her twisting in a cacophony of whispered things

Shall she be moral? Shall she be nice?

All depends how the world treats her, and her inner spark

And so with Tempest Moon

Who awakens in the dead of the cold night

Blanched of color and hope and dreams

For in the seasons of the dark, sometimes we are weak

The Tempest Storm prevails

For the most part, anyways

She brings new ideas, little thoughts thought before but new to her

Until she falls again, unreal

Is she Tempest Storm or Moon?

Colorless or full of life

With a husband, as a wife

Or wishing she'd always been alone and never cursed him with her presence

I trot home beneath the lamplights

Broken with determination beyond me

Because those of us gifted as a hope for this world

Very rarely want to live; because only those that suffer can dream

Mail Mares Can't Call In Sick :: Derpy Hooves
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Mail Mares Can't Call In Sick :: Derpy Hooves

Downy lies the tired fay

Silken-born in soft dismay

As does end the tired day

She shan't see the sky

Cold the wind, so crisp with dew

She shall be the sea in lieu

Of the ocean's kiss of blue

May it bring some rest

As with many fillies now

As the tired Moon does bow

And the sun does peak her brow

Never did she sleep

Thoughts like spears in candied hooves

Wrack her mind while wake ensues

Another restless night to use

To take another day

Sleep the day, and no tomorrow

For the night best cradles sorrow

Maybe now she can but borrow

An aching head, and a waking day

All this world means for rite

Work the day into the night

So for Drip Drop comes the light

And sleep, another day

The Company of Others :: Tempest Moon
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The Company of Others :: Tempest Moon

Under the soft moon, upon the new-fallen snow

She felt the colors pulled from her like a cover

Unblanketing her inner fears but known to lovers

For all the spiteful world to see her cringe

Though keratin protected her from nipping

This winter's cold still dove and danced her branches

Each a mortal twig placing a foot in nature's gift

A crunch a-kin to breaking bones and limbs

Each thought varied but all the same painful scene

And the dark, deep sky was lit by the little city

Keeping away the thousand-starborn tapestry

As the tiny moon began to raise her head

And in this quiet did the mare seem changed

Her forcèd frown no longer joy betrayed

She was alone, under the moon, a broken dove

Blue hair gone silver, and coat dark smoke

Still the eyes regarded the moon as a beauty

The only thing in the chilling silence of cold

To try and keep her from giving in

To darkest desires born of ages old

Upon her flank, a moon shined, gibbous and unwhole

And eyes reflected pains only the night could know

She ran from the silence to the comfort of her lover

For loneliness is desperate, and alone...

Blooms :: Applejack
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Blooms :: Applejack

Brother, can ya hear me?

Ah know ah cannot reach ya

But ah feel if ah keep tryin' to

That maybe you kin see

Ah still remember mammy

Belly all a-squirmin' with

Y'all lil appleseeds inside

An' ah just cudn't wait

Ah did'n know... n'un did

'Bout the pains n' blood n' thangs

'Bout her age'n what it brangs

When ya'r havin' twins

N'then, Big Mac wuldn't talk no more

N' Granny got all protectiv'

Ah wan'id to see ya, brother

Ah did'n know ya...

Ah rememb'r what she told me

She said, "Applejack hunny,

Be ah good sistuh to whoever pops out

Teach 'em tah be proud n' strong

If'n it blooms ah gurl,

Teach dat Apple Bloom how to act

Make her stronger'n Big Boy Mac

And don' let nopony hurt her

An if'n it blooms a boy,

Tell Big Mac tah be his ahdol

But teach'm how tah treat-a lady

Make mah Bloomberg strong"

Ah did'n know, ah swear to ya

Else ah woulda stayed with'r

An maybe..ah..coulda...

...saved ya both...

Li'l brother,

Ah know ya'll arnt a pony no more

But bloom strong now, for me n' for

The one who didn't...

Always Dreaming :: Princess Luna
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Always Dreaming :: Princess Luna

I look down upon the world from my perch

This place that was once a prison

And now

Again

My own

And see my beautiful children

I feel so alone

Eternally I move my dearest moon to light their night

And fend off deadly nightmares

Oh how

I wish

They knew my plight

For one as I am is plagued by the Fates themselves

Burdened to rest during the day

And stay awake

As all my little ponies rest

And dream

And break a little in their sleep, at times

But the day tires me as the night tires all

And I find myself weary

I cannot stand

I fall

And only peruse sparse daydreams in my slumber

So difficult it is to truly capture their nightmares

Lock up the terrors and save my children

I watch over them

At night

But am burdened to never reach them

Oh Fates, why did you curse me the likes of this?

I am born to tread upon gossamer dreams

But you wake me

And hold me

Until the night

Is through

"Sleep, but no dream"

A ponet once said

A curse

I wish

It were another way

I can walk the dreams of all my children

I can chase off demons in their sleep

But I can rare ever rest beside them

Because the night

Is my day

And I am so tired of mixed blessings I could cry

Finis Vitae Sed Non Amoris :: Princess Cadance
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Finis Vitae Sed Non Amoris :: Princess Cadance

That spark that rises up within

Like fire through our heart and limb

Reminding us of love we hold

When hearts beat slow, and doubt grows bold

Forgotten were your loves for he

Or scattered feelings had of she

Bitter was the taste it bore

Heart grew pained and love grew sore

I see your pain; I know it well

And never need you say or tell

This pain you wear...it hurts you both

Despite your vows, at lack your oath

We are but ponies, mortal, here

With minds like rivers borne with fear

That cloud with memories our sight

As luck would have it, I'm the light

All your pains show clear to me

Heart so bound to sadness be

Let me gift you sight you've lost

Never should your love it cost

Remember the warmth inside

Heart aflutter in the bride

Or the stallion, with his mare

Beautiful behind her hair

Let me gift you new love's spark

Let it light your times grown dark

See your love through puppy's eyes

Truest love, she never dies

Moonlust :: Tempest Moon
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Moonlust :: Tempest Moon

It's so, so tempting to wander with moonlust

So, so appealing to try to be

As cold, as hard, as desolate,

As dead as thee, as thee

Pray Luna whisk me off to be

A dimple on her muzzle

A piece of the monochrome wanderer

As dead as eyes can see

Unheard :: Fluttershy
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Unheard :: Fluttershy

How

Can one

So fraught with love,

Admirers abound...

Gaze out the panes

To trodden lanes

For that

Which shan't be found

The cold pain of rejection

Shall not be known to me

I see

The hurt it causes others

And I'm so weak...

So won't I flee?

No, it is safer

Not to walk

And not to fly

And not to talk

For risks not taken cannot go bad

I'd rather not know

Than risk be sad

...

But still...

You never really know, do you?

Beyond those trees where the sun sets on life

Where a voice so silent as mine

Makes me wonder...

So another day

Passes

Another chance goes

And I wish but for warmth

From these winter snows

Calm Before The Storm :: Tempest Storm
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Calm Before The Storm :: Tempest Storm

From the cloudlands doth I settle

Winds doth take me unto the earth

Landing by a thicket nettle

Watching close the pegasi birth

Rainbow catches wander-strays

Snowflake will the clouds condense

Drip Drop scans the silver maze

To fill the holes before commence

And such the flyers dance the skies

Bringing now a rain of two

Miss a week, a threat shall rise

In the form of storms o'erdue

So off they go, their tasks now done

Home to hide from rains of war

To now await a later sun

To Tempest Storm, the sun's a bore

Gentle first the voice does carry

A bellow thunderous and strong

Behind her vocal chords, be wary

Of the gust that is her song

Catch the wind the filly did

Wings aloft in the current gift

Thunder louder, voice amid

The howl of zephyr and her lift

Carried now ,the mare could see

The slate blue storm --- the angered sea

With bolts to split the strongest tree

And more at home she could not be

Her hoofsteps touched so gentle and quick

Upon the surface of the beast

Static biting every click

Of hoof upon the water-fleeced

The wind around her seemed to follow

Never pushing, always kind

The storm beneathe her seemed to swallow

Angry bolts before their time

A calm took hold her very being

Froze her still upon her throne

And suddenly she was now seeing

The thing that she could call her own

The storm went on, an adversary

But calmer now beneathe her step

For all its freedom was now wary

As the sheep before its Shep

Calm before the storm is priceless

Calm ensuing, such a bore

Still, her venture was now timeless

As the mark her flank now bore

The Choice is Yours :: Princess Celestia
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The Choice is Yours :: Princess Celestia

Atop my throne I watch my children

Free to grow without such strife

The weight of sun and moon now lifted

I gifted ponykind with "life"

I bore upon the world, a Seed

That always grew, but never bloomed

A freedom... Choice, to do and say

What they would wish, and not be doomed

So long as they were true to Choice

And never took it from another

One could do whatever wished

From simple things, to lusting fire

If you doth take away the Choosing

Of a stallion, or a mare,

All your rights will fall to dust;

Let the Court decide your fare

Take away the Choice to breed

Lose your foaling for your life

Take a life before its ending

All of yours shall be in strife

Choose to be your Destiny

Or Choose to give it all away

But never take away a Choice

Or I will take your Summer's Day