Winter Poems | Examples of Winter Poetry

winter tree scribble on paper shattered glass aging masterpiece blood vessels interrupted sleep morning bed hair porcelain crazing drought dry earth think quickly fungal strands frozen pond uh-oh straw on floor slept-in sheets did I lock the door letter from a pocket can’t reach that itch tickly cough grandad’s skin winter tree ...

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not indifferent even winter weeps the loss of the rose Submitted on April 23, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE U sponsored by BRIAN STRAND Posted on April 22, 2025...

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"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return" ~ from the song Nature Boy, written by George McGrew, aka eden ahbez, and recorded by Nat King Cole and others A child born, unloved, in the winter cold might like a river, from affection, run; but like brittle bones when they get...

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mountains white bathed in the light of sunset bright dusk lingers sun's fingers are joy bringers humble homes with tent-like domes shine like chromes nestled here ...

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The whirlpool stars of the Milky Way appeared when she was feeling grey. Mother-of-pearl constellations shimmered across her skin in the candlelight. Saturn’s red rings spiraled wildly at her climax— A solar flare unleashed in breathless surrender. Turquoise desire bled into solemn greys, And those greys married verdant dreams, swirling in slow motion. To gaze at her was to weightless drift...

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norwegian feline with woolly insulation winter devotee posted on April 19, 2025...

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The Last Weeks of Winter sun sets later temps. hover in forties rain and snow fall frequently, spring comes soon ...

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"We must say, goodbye to winter but do not be sad. It will come back again next year with a big smile and plenty of snow. Now we welcome Spring to enjoy." By Poet Winter can be very cold, the wind will sing and be very bold. The ground is covered with fluffy snow, to play in as the...

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To the skies...cries of have we sinned..the seasons spinned...winter grinned as before it’s really beginned...spring’s been sneakily binned.. That bitter wind does cheekily blow...delivers tingling..slivers of mulled wine mingling shivers..oh and..shed loads of snow.. You know it is nature's calling card...as the bleached flurries hurriedly dart. ...shards of frosty farts falling hard.... Slippery slurries beached...frippery start to beseeched.....

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Old hands counted fingers to define, That the hours in a day chime twice twelve, That the months in a year toll what the old hands told. Twelve apostles, tribes and days of Christmas do unfold Twelve jurors decide, the twelfth is the hanged man card, 12 inches make a foot, 12 notes in an octave for a song...

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In the ebb and flow of feelings that is the cycle of my life I seem to be caught in the spring of my emotions while winter stalls refusing to take its leave. Like a bad virus insisting to overstay its welcome tenacious snow lingers under unrelenting skies of grey while nippy winds bring rebel clouds and showers. Entangled in...

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red cross saint bernard on standby for avalanche rescue nine one one AP: 1st place 2025 Posted on April 13, 2025...

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Trees’ leaves were ripped off, leaving nakedness behind with teasing winter:- Nude trees not ashamed as winter winds teased them; their hope barked in spring:- Through thrusting winter, naked trees never gave in; waiting coming leaves:- ...

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A canvas of woe The pen, a useless shard, lies still and cold. In this abyss of sorrow, my heart grows old. Bent and broken branches, unable to climb, Withering drops of sunshine melt away in song Beneath the moon's patterned, muted light, An endless battle arranges an orchestrated plight... Goodnight, my sweet love, for doom's destined despair Has left a poet's song...

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I wait for the rain, So it may express what I never could. —And when it falls, I want it to pour relentlessly, To match the depth of my devastation. Though it can't last forever— Somehow I want my devastation to fade away; Like rain sometimes does. I want my heartache to change like seasons do, I need to know what—spring, summer, autumn,...

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