Hooves and Feathers: Patchwork Pony Poetry

by SecondPrances

Rating: everyone
Tags: Other, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Anthology, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1083

A collection of poems from around Equestria

A collection of poems about
love
loss
and learning to forgive yourself.

Published 2023-04-28 21:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-04-28 21:00:00 UTC

in the sky

Pony in the sky
flying so free
cool breeze
warmth of Celestia's sun
what do you see from above?

Do you see
us below
our feeble lives
and children playing
families laughing
ponies
enjoying the day
lives lived
and
lost

What you must think
of those, who
waste the day
mourning
when instead
we could be out
remembering
living for those
who can't anymore.
She was gone
too
soon

Pony in the sky
what you must think
of me
Trying to join you
without wings to fly

And why did you catch me?
and grant me back
what I so desperately
was trying to
throw away?

"So you could live
for those who can't."

Old Horse

An old horse leans on his broken shovel
and wipes his brow
from another days hard-earned sweat
He wipes away droplets
while ponies trot
not taking heed
of his presence.
They bustle and hustle
to work
shopping
those places
that busy ponies go

A foal with its mother stops
and looks
at the old horse
Eyes sparkle full of curious intent.
The old horse nods
They acknowledge each other
Then he goes back to work
digging holes
or something

He doesn't mind the work so much
Working with his hooves is what he was born to do

He hopes he sees the foal again

years ago,
he loved a mare
who was always on the go
and liked pretty things
and sparkly things
his measly income wasn't enough
for fancy pearls and fabrics

he loved a mare
but love was never enough
for a mare like that
but at least
he still gets to see his daughter
now and again.

Hooves

Her hoof
delicately stroked mine
soft
plush fur
brushing
up my foreleg
I tremble
and shiver
and hold my breath

it goes
back
down
touches
the edge
of my being

grasp
my foreleg
hold on for dear life
and don't let go
before I fall
away

Fly Away

Wrap me up in your hooves
And lets fly away
Lets fly away

Sorrows are behind us,
Dear,
Lets fly away

When all they gave
Was anger and tears
Lets fly away

All we need is each other,
Dear,
Lets fly away

For who we are to them?
Or them to us?
Dear,
Lets hide not this day
And fly away

They can’t preach us
Or beseech us
We could leave today
Don’t shy away

It’s our last chance
Free is all we are
I can’t live without you
Don’t cry, it’ll be okay

There’s no shame in us
Despite the fuss
Don’t cry, my dear
It’ll be okay

I love you,
Don’t you love me?
Let’s fly away.

Just stay your fear
It’ll be okay
Don’t stay my dear
We could away

I beg your ear
Just listen,
Dear,
I can’t live without you

Why would you stay?

I guess I’ll fly away.

Dearest Sister

When we were young, we were inseparable;
We laughed and played always together, in that way that children do.
Nothing at all could come between us for more than a day or two.
It was such trivial things that mattered the most.

and then we grew older
and the weight of the world was thrust upon us.
we didn't ask for the Sun and the Moon.
one day it simply was ours to bear
a responsibility both
great
and consuming

and then we grew apart

Your Night was always so beautiful.
Forlorn
Quiet in its majesty.
an art i never truly understood until too late to matter most

i did not see you when you were hurting
regrettable memories can only be thus
had i the opportunity again
it would not be so

Dearest Sister,
it burns hotter than my Sun
to know i have wronged you so
words cannot erase or undo what has been done
and on this terrible of days
it is i who has lost
for it is i who is the monster, Sister
for what i have done
i am not strong enough
to right my own wrongs

i saw pure hatred in your eyes
Dearest Sister
the same eyes
all those years ago
that begged
to sleep with me
on stormy nights
and when you needed me most
i wasn't there

i raise the sun

but my heart

this day

falls forever

Garden

A unicorn waters his garden
and nothing is out of the ordinary.
Droplets of sprinkled water
weigh heavy on leaves
of brownish green,
they dip and bow
refract the sun
prisms of light
illuminated
drip
fall
onto the
earth below
soaking into
hungry roots
craving nutrients

A pony stops
at the tiny white fence
"Good morning, nice seeing you.
Gardens looking swell.
Coming along wonderfully.
You should come over for tea."

The sun bears down with
the morning summer heat
A crisp, cool breeze flutters by
Chimes ring in the distance
with bright, delicate voices
The air is thick with the smell
of strawberries and fresh mint.
but the flowers are withered and old

The unicorn looks to the sky
he'd almost forgotten how blue
sprawling
gaping
it was
a month indoors will do that to a pony.

He thinks
even on the brink of withering thirst
sometimes
we can still emerge to blossom.

Rainbow Dash

I’m not especially good at writing or anything.
Poetry is weird and gushy.
And I’m not a gushy pony.
(am I doing this right?)

Twilight said that I should write down my feelings
Feelings are weird and I don’t like them.

It would be much better to be a robot
who could fly fast
and be dangerous
and bulletproof
and not feel feelings
would ponies love me as much
if I weren’t a pony
who had actual risks to take
like crashing
or falling
or feelings?

Sometimes I wonder
late at night
in the dark
in my bed
if it would be better
to not be a pony who does
because feelings get in the way

my feelings tell me
I’m not enough
I’ll never be the best
my friends don’t like me
anymore

But they’re just that
feelings
Right?

They couldn’t be real
so why do they feel
like they’re going to burst
from my chest
where everypony can see
and laugh
There’s Rainbow Dash
Who thinks
She’ll never be enough
What a fraud

And then it’s morning
and I wake up
and the feelings are gone
why is that
when I know
they’ll be back