Pony Verse: A Collaborative Collection of Pony Poetry

by darf

on the way home

on the way home

when stopping

at the store,

a pony turned and

looked at me

his mouth held a

bell that rang when he

moved his head back and

forth like he was

searching for someone

i held the list of things

to bring home tightly

in my claw and asked

him if he needed

help with something

don’t we all

he said

i brought home two

cartons of eggs, a head of

lettuce, and a four

liter bottle

of milk

i could have used some

help carrying

everything home

but in the end everything

was fine

Author's Note:

Poem by darf

Comments

[Sypher]

i held the list of things
to bring home tightly
in my claw and asked
him if he needed
help with something

don’t we all
he said

Wow. I don't have much more to say than that.

[Hugeisno1]

So the one offering his help may need help himself?

[dashie76]

Why doesn't everypony see how Spike needs help?

[PresentPerfect]

I'm not sure I get it, but I think I nevertheless feel it