The Spike Poem Anthology II

by Zephyr Spark


Tribute to Ponyville

See the sun rise across Ponyville
Feel Ponyville wake from her slumber
Watch her ponies spring to life
Smell the chocolate of Sugar Cube Corner
Taste the sweet apple cider
Hear the birds twit-tweet-twitter
the ponies saying hello
Nice to see you
Take Care
I love you.
When she closes her eyes and falls asleep,
Ponies turn in for the night
Her heart still beats with warmth
The crickets chirp their violins
The stars harmonize their ancient song
Life illuminates the dark
Makes it home.
See the leaves fall red and orange from the trees
The chill starts in the air
The harvest at Sweet Apple Acres
With friends and family near
Running through the leaves
As they ignite
Her fireworks.
Watch her drizzle snow from the warmth of a window
Children laughing as they bound across the frost
Spending time together in Ponyville’s confetti
Watching by the heat of a fire with a blanket
Draped around your shoulders like a hug
As friends gather.
Becoming brothers and sisters.
The frost melts and life begins anew in spring
Birds sing greetings as they return from their migration
Ponyville brings us closer together than we were
Melting the boundaries between friend and family
Between neighbor and acquaintance
To make us anew as the whole
Of her heart.
Feel Ponyville’s rays of heat from the cool of a pool
Soak it in as your friends splash you with water
Close your eyes and lounge in a chair
Where heat does not burn
Each day comes and goes
We are still friends who bask
In Ponyville’s wonders.
See Ponyville.
There’s no place like it.
With an undivided, immutable fellowship at her heart
Through day and night
And fall and winter and spring and summer
Her heart remains whole and we
Remain one.