//------------------------------// // Poems of Pebbles // Story: Poems of Pebbles // by MaudPie21 //------------------------------// Granite Resting amidst the mud Granite Bathing in the moonlight A peculiar glass From the volcano's mass Did make itself known And that is how I came to own My own Obsidian glass Pebbles sleep beside the mountains They pale in comparison But share the same strength Dunite Distraught, determined Falling, mixing, climbing A rare sight to behold Dexterity Rock, you make me wonder How many minerals do you comprise? Rock, you fill me with awe How much distance have you traveled? Rock, you bring me happiness How many words are left unspoken? Sifting through the dirt I search for a friend My efforts are in vain You were in my pocket Lignite You ignite my heart Like crowded flames of a campfire's start Your brownish hue Only further endeared me to you Never shall we part A pile of rocks Soothing Shadow of a summer day Pebble, you are small You are a small rock You are not a big rock Because, you are a small rock That is what you are A pebble Often do I wonder Why some rocks are gray Only to find later That I've spent the whole day Wondering to myself Why some rocks are gray This is a rock He is a nice rock Boulder befriended me when no one else would Because nopony understood me Like Boulder could Pinkie There is one rock that reminds me of you And your little pet alligator, Gummy, too It's called Serpentinite, and as you can probably guess It reminds me of Gummy because of it's name A rock is a rock is a rock is a rock A rock like you makes me want to talk About rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks You are the greatest rock among rocks For you are the rock that listens to me talk About rocks and rocks and rocks and rocks Your shade of gray Reminds me of a day A far off day I can't quite remember It was a chilly evening near the end of December We were plowing rocks from one field to next When eventually my father told us to rest My sisters and I, we all went to bed Except for one sister whose mane was light red She stayed up all night, there in that room She was making a fuss all the way till next noon The sound of laughter did fill our hearts As she helped us remember a part of ourselves we forgot We danced and cheered well into the night We never thought a party would bring such delight Thank you, Pinkie Pie For helping us remember On that day near the end of December To keep on smiling, through and through I'm so lucky to have a sister like you I feel the wind blowing You're tossed about As if it were nothing You're flipped onto your back As if you don't care You're covered in sand As if the air doesn't even notice you're there It pushes you, dirties you, and breaks you too But none of that cruelty matters to you You're too strong, too rigid To be broken by the wind's doings For you are a rock You don't have time for such things A scarf A rock I like them both One is gentle, one is coarse Which one do I like the most? The rock, of course I can break a rock down From one to many I can identify any type Be it big or small But there's only one rock That I can call Friend I travel through the forest And I notice the rocks All piled together and covered with moss I sit at the beach And observe the rocks All soaking wet, below the docks I visit Canterlot, a city of high society And I stare at the rocks Obscured by regality They're all lined up, in tiny rows Surrounding the gardens; around they go Whether it's chipped or pristine In pieces or whole No rock goes unnoticed I love them all Basalt, your color is cleansing Like the pure currents of the ocean Or a powerful morning gust You brighten my day, without all the fuss Of having to swim, or standing on the roof I can enjoy your splendor, with you in my hoof You bring the ocean to me, and the air too Everywhere you've been, I've been there with you Metamorphic You've been through a lot Like temperatures that are really, really hot And then you changed From one rock to another Because you are Metamorphic And that's what you do The rocks sit at the windowsill Silently, wistfully The breeze whisks past them Fleetingly, wistfully Their resolve unwavering Ponies toss pebbles into the ocean The water is pierced by the rock's descent Ripples fly away from the scene The rock has vanished It descends slowly, through the darkness A new world has been discovered It's journey has just begun Rocks You are beautiful Because you are rocks You are more beautiful than the setting sun More beautiful than blades of grass dancing in the wind More beautiful than the waves of the ocean receding on the shore More beautiful than the moon lighting up the sky at night More beautiful than the twinkling of the stars Because you are rocks And you've seen it all There are Earth ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns too Could each type of rock, be related to you? Sedimentary are like Earth ponies Patient and strong, withstanding the forces of nature Igneous are like Pegasi Their passion and ferocity, bursting forth with life Metamorphic are like Unicorns Elegant, and capable of feats of wondrous magic There are Sedimentary, Igneous, and Metamorphic rocks too Could each type of pony, be related to you? I stare out the window The darkness of the night creeping in to my room Your pale complexion Blends in with the moonlight It's almost as if I were holding the moon in my hooves The rock sits before the pond Silently He cannot swim No pebble, no rock No boulder or mountain Could ever hold me back If you are hurt, or sad Lonely or lost Call to me, sister And I will be there There are thousands of names Categories, and types But there's only one word That I need to know To define that which embodies me so And that word Is rock You are not unfeeling I know you are not Everypony is special In their own unique way Including a rock Between each mineral And each speck of dirt I know deep down That you are enjoying yourself Come, let us swim My rock and I You cannot float So hold on to Maud Pie Of all the rocks I've ever seen There's only one kind that makes my eyes beam Tender feelings fill my heart, memories flow through my mind They were the most magnificent rocks I had ever seen Little rock candies, specifically chosen String in hoof, carefully woven You never forgot what I taught you back then The ones I made for you, are all gobbled up But the ones you made me I'll never give up, I'll cherish forever For they are the rocks that are most important to me The rock candy necklaces from my sister, Pinkie