Pony Verse: A Collaborative Collection of Pony Poetry

by darf

Witness

Witness

Have you seen her in the mornings

Flowing through the dawning sky?

Have you craned your neck back backwards

As she rises, rises high?

Have you seen her break the cloudscape

With a crack of flashing hooves?

Have you seen her race the lightning

And as it thinks to strike her, move?

Have you ever heard her laughter

As it breaks the quiet down?

Have you ever heard her whispers

As they’re heard by all around?

Have you smelt the sweat roll off her

At the end of a long day?

Have you tried the food she’s tasted:

Tried the oats and tried the hay?

Have you ever touched her, ever?

Have you ever held her form?

Held her chest, and felt her breathing?

Held her close, and felt reborn.

Or are you just a lost dreamer

Dreaming dreams you know won’t come.

One whose dreams are never-ending:

Never real, and never done.

Author's Note:

Poem by Aquillo

Comments

[kingtwelvesixteen]

It's the latter one. It's the latter one for everybody.

[Sylocat]

Are we supposed to guess who's writing this?