Pony Verse: A Collaborative Collection of Pony Poetry

by darf

from the clouds

from the clouds

the ground looks

like a square of

dirt. every movement

followed by a

trail. the paths

of hooves, wings, and

horns following their

owners. there are

no paths in the

sky, except perhaps

when looking upwards

from the ground

Author's Note:

Poem by darf

Comments

[ChilliConCharlie]

This was confusingly profound.

For real.

there are
no paths in the
sky, except perhaps
when looking upwards
from the ground

Without thinking about it too much that bit struck a chord in my chest.

[AnonyPoni]

*claps*