• Published 15th Mar 2014
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Poems of Pebbles - MaudPie21



Various short poems and such by Maud Pie. They are all about rocks.

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My Little Rocks

A rock cannot laugh, sing, or fly
A rock cannot raise the sun in the sky
A rock cannot cast magic, or sew a dress
A rock will not compete to see who's the best
A rock will sit there, waiting for you
Doing only the things that you like to do


Square, circular, and perhaps something else
You refuse to be easily defined
You can be polished or chipped
And you will still be you
No matter what your appearance may be
The soul of a rock remains


Tides engulf you
Dogs lick you
Birds fly above you
Bugs crawl on you
The winds brushes against you
You bask in the moonlight
The sun's rays burn you
The snow freezes you over
Tell me, rock
How are you different from myself?


This rock
A pretty rock
Perhaps a stone
It speaks to me
It asks if I'm happy
And I respond
"Sure"
The rock is satisfied


A rock can be soft
They can be tossed like beach balls
If you have good aim
A bed of smooth stones
Can be as comforting as a bed of feathers and fluff
So the next time you need
A shoulder to cry on
Consider a rock


Everywhere you go
Rocks are there
They watch you silently
They sit and stare
The rocks see you live your daily life
They see your triumph, and they see your strife
The rocks see you when you're happy or glad
They see you when you're lonely or sad
So the next time you think
Nopony knows what you're going through
Just remember
The rocks are always there for you


Rounded rock
Tumbling down a hill
The wind howls


A dusty rock
Consumed
A toothless alligator is content


The muffin
Its texture
Similar to a rock
The fragments in my mouth
Similar to a rock
A satisfying crunch
A powdery taste
That was no muffin
That was a rock


Rock studying, rock collecting
Rock playing, rock eating
The possibilities of a rock
Reach only as far
As your imagination


The cold wind bites
Coddled in my pocket
I feel your warmth


If versatility, reliability, and strength
Are the traits you desire
Look no further
The rocks are waiting


The forest of darkness and fright
One boulder stands against all odds
A shining beacon of light
Boulder, meet Tom
Your new best friend


Sandstone
You are soft
Like sand
You are also rough
Like a stone
Sandstone


I kick you
Through the dirt
But I know
It doesn't hurt
Because
You are a rock


Imbued
With blue hues
And green ones too
The silken waves
Coat your surface
Swim up from the deep
And feel morning's embrace


Down, down
Under the ground
The night is empty
Not a sound
You rest there, waiting
To be found
A rock


I arrange the rocks
One by one
Rows of two above
And two across
The sun glints in their presence
Diamonds in the desert
Stars among the sky
Your light is boundless


Playing camouflage
Galloping, trotting
You hide among the rocks
My struggle has just begun
I spot you now, hours having passed
You sleep among the rocks
I could not find you
Before you fell asleep
But when you wake
I will be here with you


A distant mist
Rising
The stone perseveres


One day, Marble, one of my sisters
Bumped into a rock
And received a small blister
I told her then
The rock wasn't to blame
But she would not hear it
She glared at the rock, with intent to maim
Marble kicked the rock
I was quite shocked
I thought the rock was sure to be doomed
But instead, Marble received yet another wound
I chipped off the sharp edge of the stone
And Marble no longer voiced painful groans
"Thank you, Maud!"
Marble said to me
"Sure" I replied
And she was happy

Comments ( 31 )

4087389 that would destroy the internet

TomBoulder is my new OTP.

4088426 :rainbowlaugh: I don't know about that...

Thanks. It means a lot. :twilightsmile: And thanks to everypony else as well. Unfortunately I can't get around to replying individually.

My favorite:

The muffin
It's texture
Similar to a rock
The fragments in my mouth
Similar to a rock
A satisfying crunch
A powdery taste
That was no muffin
That was a rock

:rainbowlaugh:

Hey! congrats! The story is in the POPULAR STORIES bar! Love the muffin one btw
:rainbowlaugh:

4089039 Oh my! :rainbowderp: I have a few more poems I just finished. I suppose I will add them into the second chapter rather than waiting to complete a full third.

Why?
This gotta be the best thing that has happen to the fandom since Twilight Sparkle Eats Peaches.:twilightoops:

12/10,

~Leonzilla

This idea is interesting

I wonder which rock is the best
is it granite or marble?
But then I realize a rock is dead
So a rock is the best

I love your rock poems and making your own is so much fun:pinkiehappy:

4089722 Speaking of that, is that still a thing?

Some of them stray too far from Maud's tone.

I made haiku.
Rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks.
Rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks.
Rocks rocks rocks rocks rocks

4090791 Admittedly, I ended up getting so caught up in my enthusiasm towards rocks I became slightly over zealous. :rainbowlaugh:

4088439
Are you a poet yourself? Or are you just good at poetry? Or do you have, like, the biggest amount of inspiration ever?

4091090 This was my first attempt at poetry, and one of my first attempts at writing in general. I'm really happy that you enjoyed it so. :twilightsmile:

I have a newfound appreciation for rocks after having written this. :rainbowlaugh:

4091133
Your first attempt? :rainbowderp:
Wow... impressive.

I take it you like Maud Pie a lot already? So do I. She's so awesome.

4091140 Yes, she is my new favorite pony. :heart:

Mostly because I'm exactly like her in real life. :facehoof: Not so much online, though. Plus, I like goth-like girls. :raritywink:

4091174
Heh, she's kind of up there for me too. She's so dull, yet so interesting. It's almost unexplainable.

Guess all of the Pie family have something that makes them preeeeeeeeeeetty unique in a way. Also Maud is stronger then Big Macintosh. :rainbowlaugh:

4091195 Her power level is through the proverbial roof, to be sure. :rainbowwild:

I'm at a loss in regards to continuing this set of poems. I suppose I will leave it as "Incomplete" for now, but if I cannot think of any new material in the next few days I will change it to "Complete."

4091217
That's fine. I enjoyed what you've written, and it was actually more enjoyable to read it in Maud's voice rather than my own. :twilightsheepish:

Even if you don't continue, I've had my enjoyment of poems for the moment. So good job!

4092443 Actually, each line break was meant to indicate a new poem. Do you think I should add horizontal rulings to make this more apparent? Sorry for the confusion. :twilightsheepish:

If Maud could identify a rock as sedimentary by simply sniffing it, the fact that she sniffed the roughly-hewn crystal among the muffins before eating it should mean that Maud knew it was a rock. So I'm guessing that she commonly eats rocks if she was able to knowingly eat a crystal without any apparent ill affects. There's a word for those who eat usually inedible objects, but I cannot think of what its called...

4092803 You don't know how happy it makes me to see how much you enjoyed reading this. :pinkiesad2:

Perhaps I should attend a class or two... Yes... Yes! :pinkiecrazy:

someone should like, read these out in the best Maud voice they can do. VAs, where are you????

4095422 Such is the essence of Maud. :rainbowkiss:

4091217
I would just keep it as incomplete, just in case you ever write more of these great poems.

:rainbowkiss: So... AWESOME!

This is great pre-bed reading material... So calming, so zen..... So rocks...

Some of these poems were funny. Some of them touched my heart. Some of them had a sort of deepness to them. And some were just about rocks with literally no other meaning.

But they were all igneous. Whoops, I meant 'ingenious', haha. :raritywink:

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