Raising a glass of Prosecco this New Year’s Day to Ruth, our celebratory hostess. Her post from Haiti shares so much goodness — poetry, pumpkin soup, and Palmchats. Cheers to all!
Here’s a playful sestain mystery to kick off Poetry Friday 2021, my first PF visit in six months. 2020 moved in mysterious ways. For some, it provided the space for creativity. For others, the room for creativity was crowded out by so many things. I fell into the second category. But here we are, ready to begin again.
Ponyhenge
Round and round the ponies go.
Who cares for them? No one knows.
Trotting in circles, day after day,
Changing directions before break of day.
The great equine mystery stops passersby.
How can this be? No one’s sure why!
— Christie Wyman, 2021 (draft)
“Ponyhenge” is a local oddity and minor tourist attraction. If you Google it, you’ll fall down a rabbit hole filled with all sorts of strange photos and blog posts. Located not far from my home, and across the road from the entrance to a new-to-me hiking trail, I couldn’t help but take a peek. An afternoon filled with old and new — exactly my hope for 2021.
Wishing you all a happy and healthy new year, and good riddance to 2020!
Wondering and Wandering 
Ha! Ponyhenge makes me giggle. I’ll pass on the rabbit hole–at least until after breakfast. Your poem is fresh and fun. What a perfect step back into PF. Welcome home. You’ve been missed.
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Thank you, Linda. It’s good to be back. Happy new year!
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Wow to Ponyhenge! I like your poem, with its “great equine mystery.” Have a happy new year! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Thank you, Ruth. Happy new year!
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I wish I could bring my granddaughter to hear her squeal and watch her try each one until she found her favorite pony. You DO live in a magical place! The poem was a delight to read.
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When things change over there, I’ll share some more pictures!
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What a fascinating oddity indeed! Your poem captures the fun essence of this mystery perfectly. Love it! 🙂
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Thanks, Bridget. Hope all is well.
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Your poem matches the mood of this oddity. It seems there were many ways to entertain ourselves in 2020. Like you, I wished for the creativity to find me, but more often than not, I was left penniless. Happy New Year. Welcome back to PF!
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It seems you’ve written a mystery, Christie, feels like an old nursery rhyme of things that are, but cannot be! And yet, there is the picture, too. What fun that someone has had to create such a thing. Happy New Year! I’m glad to see you here!
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Your equine mystery poem seems fitting for what we’ve experienced during the pandemic–going backward, forward, and nowhere at all all at the same time. While I’ve been creating, I’ve also had very little down time–my art class teaching moved online in April and hasn’t stopped. Happy you’re here Christie and Happy New Year!
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And to you, Michelle. I hadn’t even though of Ponyhenge being a metaphor for this bizarre times. I like that!
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What a delightful oddity! Love it, Christie–and welcome back! Happy New Year to you!
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And to you, Laura. We are getting ready to write some equation poems soon. Will share with you!
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