Ponyville & Other Poems

by AugieDog

12 - Farmer's Almanac (triolet)

The dawn arises, silent shod.
We bow, then go our sep'rate ways.
Inspiring with her slightest nod,
The dawn arises, silent shod.
She works the sky; I work the sod,
Together till I end my days.
The dawn arises, silent shod.
We bow, then go our sep'rate ways.

Author's Note:

And the triolet, even shorter and reusing so many lines, was pretty much designed for Big Mac.

Comments

[AugieDog]

And a little one:

For Big Macintosh.

Mike

[HyperBlossom7]

Yep

[AugieDog]

3780196

Mike

[Lurks-no-More]

I'm probably reading way more into this than I should, but do I detect subtexts of unrequited love, mortality and more?

[AugieDog]

3810844

Oh, yes:

There's a brief image near the end of issue #10 of the recent IDW Pony comics where Big Mac is hoof-wrestling with Celestia at a "Test Your Strength" booth. So I'd say they understand each other.

Mike

[Bulbasaur]

I -- this is amazing

You must be a professional writer, and not only that, but an award-winning professional writer. Beautiful.

[AugieDog]

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Shhh!

Don't tell anyone!

Thanks, though. There's a severe lack of markets for fixed form light verse, so just having a place to post stuff where folks'll be able to find it is too much fun!

Mike