Pony Poems - Poems about Pony

...Pink pony-tailed Polly rode in on a well-designed shoe. None of us knew her, not even my cousin gnome Begard Blue. Gnome Begard Blue had never seen anyone arrive in a shoe. He ran to meet her, but......Read the rest...

...orange tree guarded the woman’s fantasies daily She visited him often with her pony dog Bailey sometimes they would drag along a yellow duck He had a hoarse weird bark, that was no cluck. The w......Read the rest...

...Pink pony-tailed Polly rode in on a well-designed shoe. None of us knew her, not even my cousin gnome Begard Blue. Gnome Begard Blue had never seen anyone arrive in a shoe. He ran to meet her, but......Read the rest...

... The ‘Jerk,’ the ‘Frug, the ‘Freddie’ The ‘Pony,’ the ‘Chicken’ the ‘Limbo’ all gone the way of my old stereo… Yet ballroom dancing keeps coming back and sq......Read the rest...

...faerie baby with the round face your unicorn and you are full of grace I follow you from place to place Flowers spring up around your pace faerie baby with your smile delight you make the worl......Read the rest...

...I knew that Buddy would be the first dog to welcome Beau into our family. Buddy is enormous at a hundred and sixteen pounds; he looks like a pony. Galloping at you at breakneck speed; but he is a g......Read the rest...

...Get offline. Meet me at the corner! My words are like the wind, whistling in unassuming; Your words are filled with daggers, attention seeking shouters; Can’t come up with ideas of your ow......Read the rest...

...A harrowing drive on the Schuylkill Expressway (route 76) both heading into (and a small number of hours later exiting) center city Philadelphia to Schwenksville on May 19th, 2024. Yours truly......Read the rest...

... I’d never seen a Fox Trot nor a Jittery Bug Though whenever I’d Twist in agony I’d Shout But when a Hully became a Gully and Monsters like Potatoes were Mashed ......Read the rest...

...The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them in line rolling d......Read the rest...

...It is with tears in my eyes that I write these verses of hope, it is with tears in my eyes I climb the mountain of joy and stands on top of it and look at the distance that I am coming from; it is a......Read the rest...

...It's only my heart. Chipped away, calcified fragments all over the place. Coherence that's all. The blue butterfly a toy in the hands of little Catie. Always fluttering touch and go playing ......Read the rest...

... A pony grows into a horse Some marry to get divorced A cute piglet grows into a sow Some get married anyhow ......Read the rest...

...Sugar was misnamed for she was perpetually unhappy. If I had a pony, I could cheer up. She got a pony and was more dour now. If I had a fire truck, I would smile from sunup to sundown. We went ......Read the rest...

... In 1755 a British army medical surgeon Richard Shuckburgh, while campaigning in Rensselaer New York, penned the nursery rhyme Yankee Doodle. This was used to mock the Colonists by the......Read the rest...