Granite
You are an igneous rock
Made when magma pushes up to the surface
But not like a volcano
But through the cracks in other rocks.
You are usually very old
Because you form underground.
You are feldspar and quartz and mica
And can be many colors.
Sometimes you are gray
And sometimes you are orange
And sometimes you are black
And sometimes you are all of those.
You are very strong
And solid
Without you, the land would fall apart
But because of you
We have land
And can see rocks on land.
Thank you granite.
Don't take it for granite!
I'll see myself out.
"Thank you granite." was a simple stroke of genius.
Longer, yet still simple and touching in its praise of rocks.
From simple thoughts come complex ones. From both can come deep meaning.
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Ah! I'm not the only one who caught that!
She reminds me so much of April from Parks and Recreation. I read that last line in April's voice when she said "Thank you, alcohol."
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Thranite.
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Absolutely brilliant, I agree
If it weren't for Granite, Thomas the tank engine's branch line wouldn't exist.
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I'm going to have to ask you to mica your way to the exit.
From what Maud has said, land exsits only to have rocks on it
Well of course. Rocks ARE the meaning of life after all duh
This one made me feel proud inside, mainly because I grew up in (and reside in) the Granite State.
One has to wonder if there's a secondary meaning in this poem regarding Ponyville and (Maud's possible very distant relations) the Apple clan as the "granite". Earth ponies are regarded in general as the "bedrock" of Equestria, and this goes double in Ponyville as it was founded by Granny Smith's family. The diversity of minerals and colors could reference Granny Smith's large number of foals, which created a "unified diversity" within the whole clan. The "not like a volcano / but through the cracks in other rocks" could reference how their success wasn't obvious and flashy (like a volcano's eruptions) but built up over time with the help of others.
I could be reading too much into it, but I'm not sure...
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Well, the beauty of poetry (and art in general)
is that each person's interpretation can be true, or at least meaningful,
even if it is not what the author (or artist) intended.
If a poem makes you look at something from a different point of view,
and then you find that it was not intended,
you have still gained something from the experience :).
Y'know, before I heard a "don't take this for granite" joke, I thought it was pronounced Gran-NIGHT.
Granite is probably my favorite kind of rock. I like using pieces of granite to smash stuff. I shattered bricks and concrete and stuff with one. Good times.