07-02-2016, 09:36 PM
Something new. I've had an image in my mind for some time, of sitting with Twilight on a grassy hill, under a solitary, spreading oak tree. How we get there, and why, and for how long never seems to matter. I imagine a lot of other scenarios too, but always return to this one. I was in the mood to write something, and this little fantasy returned at just the right time to be written about. Still, on it's own, it's too short to satisfy the urge to put thoughts to page, so I expanded it.
Anyway, as always, I hope you enjoy it.
Anyway, as always, I hope you enjoy it.
A Day With Twilight
or
A Collection of Equestrian Scenes in Haiku Form
Eyes closed, I wake to
dawn's mute chill, and her warm fur;
all's right in my world.
What surprise to find,
for us, my Princess made brunch:
bread, jam, and...bacon?!
Wing-in-hand we walk
through Ponyville's smiling streets;
our special place calls.
Purple on my lap,
dozing 'neath wind-stirred oak, a
cricket sings to us.
From steam-warmed tiles
her sighs echo as we wash
each other's bodies.
By soft fire-light,
we share both rug and book. My
fingers comb her mane.
Snuggled close we kiss,
and gentle words exchanged, fall
to sleep's sweet embrace.
or
A Collection of Equestrian Scenes in Haiku Form
Eyes closed, I wake to
dawn's mute chill, and her warm fur;
all's right in my world.
What surprise to find,
for us, my Princess made brunch:
bread, jam, and...bacon?!
Wing-in-hand we walk
through Ponyville's smiling streets;
our special place calls.
Purple on my lap,
dozing 'neath wind-stirred oak, a
cricket sings to us.
From steam-warmed tiles
her sighs echo as we wash
each other's bodies.
By soft fire-light,
we share both rug and book. My
fingers comb her mane.
Snuggled close we kiss,
and gentle words exchanged, fall
to sleep's sweet embrace.
Don't hesitate to AM(A)A
The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.
Every possession and every happiness is but lent by chance for an uncertain time, and may therefore be demanded back the next hour.
The bigger you build the bonfire, the more darkness is revealed.
Every possession and every happiness is but lent by chance for an uncertain time, and may therefore be demanded back the next hour.