Poetic Musings Vol. 1by anhero23ChaptersWinter Wrap HaikusFlutter-RageRainbow Dash, Bravery, and HopeDarkness and Sorrow (poem based on The Rage)A Lesson Learned (poem based off of Gummy's Sleepover)Rarity's Dirty LimerickThe Vacation (all main six)A Scootaloo CollectionWinter Wrap HaikusWinter's end draws near Ponies ready for springtime First thing: skies to clear Small creatures still sleep Hibernation too must end New bird nests, a heap Food almost gone now Big Mac leads his work ponies Working soil with plow Lake ice needs to clear Only pony for the job: This pink pony here Twilight gets it now Ponies' jobs, where they belong Where can she help? How? Now shes found her spot To organize the ponies To help them, she sought Flutter-RageFluttershy: the kindest pony Well Loved, by many a brony But beneath her exterior Dwells a scary interior The first of two instances, to cause her to snap: A dragon snoring A dragon roaring She had shown the beast, she would not take his... rage The second instance, was different than last Gala critters, she sought Tried to chase them, they fought She had nothing to show, her temper rose fast For now, this is all that is shown Of the rage in her mind, in every bone Who knows what will come If she finally breaks Of her rage, the sum Could put all lives at stake Rainbow Dash, Bravery, and HopeWhat does it mean to be Loyal? To fight for your friends To help make amends To rise up when the world shouts "move" To stand your ground and plant your hooves This is what makes Rainbow Dash rare Why we always see her there What does it mean to be brave? To look into danger's eyes And laugh at its demise To fly against all odds To shoot for the gods To turn yourself bare When your friends need you there This is what makes Rainbow Dash strong Useful for her fight against wrong What does it mean to hope? To go against the grain Not afraid to seem insane To see the good in all To stand brave and tall To see a tortoise who tried And found love for it inside This is what makes Rainbow Dash kind What keeps her in my mind Darkness and Sorrow (poem based on The Rage)Here is the link to the story this poem is based off of. Darkness and Sorrow Rage. It consumes and destroys Lives are shattered, troops deployed Equestrians knows this and must comply With handling rage or their end is nigh Like an distorted echo of their past selves Ponies strike each other, letting anger delve Hatred... searing, burning, HATRED! It threatens to consume All those caught in it's spike-filled cocoon For one day, and one night The streets are filled with blood and filled with fright As broken bodies litter the ground The sun rises up and the earth finally sound. A Lesson Learned (poem based off of Gummy's Sleepover)Here is the story this poem is based off of. It's quite sad. A Lesson Learned The town was in a somber mood Emotions laid bare, many felt nude A friend who'd said little, spoke volumes with presence His passing brought pain, sadness, and hes'tance A chill wind brought harsh reality Pinkie sobbing to death's totality Perhaps innocence lost isn't something to fear New beginnings: never simple Rise and break through your tears Rarity's Dirty LimerickI know it isn't a limerick but I was requested to do a "dirty limerick about rarity" so the "limerick" part stuck. Rarity's Ditry Limerick To Rarity, none's worse than dirt To think of it makes her hurt It stains her clothes, gets in her hair It is something she can... not... bare! But even so With all her woe She still finds time to preen To braid her hair Give it flair Impart upon it: sheen But in her pampering You'll see her sampling The finest of mud masks They come from lands Where mud is grand To find out why, my task The Vacation (all main six)A vacation down south, they had all sought Mexicolt tickets, they had all bought Each of the mares, had a reason to travel To go see new sights, let tension unravel Now they were here, leaving the train The day had grown late, sun starting to wane As darkness crept up, the street lights were lit Sounds started to grow, as luck would have it Twilight remembered, from what she had read Today was the day, for Mexicolt dead Los Dias de Los Muertos, seemingly grim 'Stead they saw parties, smiles filled to the brim As the night wore on, they felt out of place Except for the Pink, who soon set the pace They put on sombreros, becoming a sight They had much to do, t'was young: the night As hours passed by, they were entranced From dazzling lights, and how they had danced The days that came after Found six friends with cheer Their hearts filled with laughter Ready for next year A Scootaloo CollectionWinged Ambitions Soaring, bounding, with wind in her face This was freedom! With beauty and grace Nothing could touch her! Here, she was free Energy coursed her, wing to knee Scoot flew a long arc, making passersby stare A great flier she was, that much was fair The dream continued 'till the filly came to She sighed and huffed, she had practice to do Scootaloo's Awakening It was a frequent dream for Scootaloo One that held her feelings true Falling through the dark's embrace Tears streaming down her forlorn face Her broken shattered wings Being not much more Than crumpled pathetic things What did she have to live for? Waking up, covered in sweat Greeted by the sun This day was diff'rent, that she'd bet Out to her friends, she runs St. Scootaloo's Hymn They say she was a bird of peace! Full of good! Soul white as fleece! Full of life! Never a sin! Now everybody sing this hymn! (insert awesome chorus) Scootaloo ain't no aaaangeeeel! But she could have foooOOOooled me! (mmmhhmmm) She has the soul of Gaaabrieeel! Through her, our souls set free! (OW!) (insert awesome chorus again) Banishing fear with a soul so dear! Never gonna leeeeet us DOOOooown! (that's right!) Like an aaaaangel's teeeear! We always keeeep her neeear! And spread her joy throughout the TOOOWN! (oh yeah!) (insert awesome chorus again and end the song)
Winter Wrap HaikusWinter's end draws near Ponies ready for springtime First thing: skies to clear Small creatures still sleep Hibernation too must end New bird nests, a heap Food almost gone now Big Mac leads his work ponies Working soil with plow Lake ice needs to clear Only pony for the job: This pink pony here Twilight gets it now Ponies' jobs, where they belong Where can she help? How? Now shes found her spot To organize the ponies To help them, she sought
Flutter-RageFluttershy: the kindest pony Well Loved, by many a brony But beneath her exterior Dwells a scary interior The first of two instances, to cause her to snap: A dragon snoring A dragon roaring She had shown the beast, she would not take his... rage The second instance, was different than last Gala critters, she sought Tried to chase them, they fought She had nothing to show, her temper rose fast For now, this is all that is shown Of the rage in her mind, in every bone Who knows what will come If she finally breaks Of her rage, the sum Could put all lives at stake
Rainbow Dash, Bravery, and HopeWhat does it mean to be Loyal? To fight for your friends To help make amends To rise up when the world shouts "move" To stand your ground and plant your hooves This is what makes Rainbow Dash rare Why we always see her there What does it mean to be brave? To look into danger's eyes And laugh at its demise To fly against all odds To shoot for the gods To turn yourself bare When your friends need you there This is what makes Rainbow Dash strong Useful for her fight against wrong What does it mean to hope? To go against the grain Not afraid to seem insane To see the good in all To stand brave and tall To see a tortoise who tried And found love for it inside This is what makes Rainbow Dash kind What keeps her in my mind
Darkness and Sorrow (poem based on The Rage)Here is the link to the story this poem is based off of. Darkness and Sorrow Rage. It consumes and destroys Lives are shattered, troops deployed Equestrians knows this and must comply With handling rage or their end is nigh Like an distorted echo of their past selves Ponies strike each other, letting anger delve Hatred... searing, burning, HATRED! It threatens to consume All those caught in it's spike-filled cocoon For one day, and one night The streets are filled with blood and filled with fright As broken bodies litter the ground The sun rises up and the earth finally sound.
A Lesson Learned (poem based off of Gummy's Sleepover)Here is the story this poem is based off of. It's quite sad. A Lesson Learned The town was in a somber mood Emotions laid bare, many felt nude A friend who'd said little, spoke volumes with presence His passing brought pain, sadness, and hes'tance A chill wind brought harsh reality Pinkie sobbing to death's totality Perhaps innocence lost isn't something to fear New beginnings: never simple Rise and break through your tears
Rarity's Dirty LimerickI know it isn't a limerick but I was requested to do a "dirty limerick about rarity" so the "limerick" part stuck. Rarity's Ditry Limerick To Rarity, none's worse than dirt To think of it makes her hurt It stains her clothes, gets in her hair It is something she can... not... bare! But even so With all her woe She still finds time to preen To braid her hair Give it flair Impart upon it: sheen But in her pampering You'll see her sampling The finest of mud masks They come from lands Where mud is grand To find out why, my task
The Vacation (all main six)A vacation down south, they had all sought Mexicolt tickets, they had all bought Each of the mares, had a reason to travel To go see new sights, let tension unravel Now they were here, leaving the train The day had grown late, sun starting to wane As darkness crept up, the street lights were lit Sounds started to grow, as luck would have it Twilight remembered, from what she had read Today was the day, for Mexicolt dead Los Dias de Los Muertos, seemingly grim 'Stead they saw parties, smiles filled to the brim As the night wore on, they felt out of place Except for the Pink, who soon set the pace They put on sombreros, becoming a sight They had much to do, t'was young: the night As hours passed by, they were entranced From dazzling lights, and how they had danced The days that came after Found six friends with cheer Their hearts filled with laughter Ready for next year
A Scootaloo CollectionWinged Ambitions Soaring, bounding, with wind in her face This was freedom! With beauty and grace Nothing could touch her! Here, she was free Energy coursed her, wing to knee Scoot flew a long arc, making passersby stare A great flier she was, that much was fair The dream continued 'till the filly came to She sighed and huffed, she had practice to do Scootaloo's Awakening It was a frequent dream for Scootaloo One that held her feelings true Falling through the dark's embrace Tears streaming down her forlorn face Her broken shattered wings Being not much more Than crumpled pathetic things What did she have to live for? Waking up, covered in sweat Greeted by the sun This day was diff'rent, that she'd bet Out to her friends, she runs St. Scootaloo's Hymn They say she was a bird of peace! Full of good! Soul white as fleece! Full of life! Never a sin! Now everybody sing this hymn! (insert awesome chorus) Scootaloo ain't no aaaangeeeel! But she could have foooOOOooled me! (mmmhhmmm) She has the soul of Gaaabrieeel! Through her, our souls set free! (OW!) (insert awesome chorus again) Banishing fear with a soul so dear! Never gonna leeeeet us DOOOooown! (that's right!) Like an aaaaangel's teeeear! We always keeeep her neeear! And spread her joy throughout the TOOOWN! (oh yeah!) (insert awesome chorus again and end the song)
