Winter Poems
#winter
Winter poems about the coldest season of the year, December to February in the northern hemisphere and June to August in the southern hemisphere. Winter brings short dark days and stillness, as nature sleeps. Here you'll find poems about the beauty of the winter months, and also poems about dealing with cold and challenging weather.
Ammo_Night
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:23pm
Yesterday 4:23pm
Where Beauty Hides
I've seen where beauty hides
It's in our hearts of freedom
As the land escapes the tide
I have seen where beauty hides
Your eyes are the ponds in the shade of summer
Your eyes are the stream in spring
Your eyes are blue skies, blue skies of winter
Your eyes are eyes are puddles of autumn
And I've closed my eyes to ignorance
Opened them for love
A prisoner has no time for seasons
The conditioner no time to love
I've seen where beauty hides
It's in our hearts of freedom
As the land escapes the tide
I...
It's in our hearts of freedom
As the land escapes the tide
I have seen where beauty hides
Your eyes are the ponds in the shade of summer
Your eyes are the stream in spring
Your eyes are blue skies, blue skies of winter
Your eyes are eyes are puddles of autumn
And I've closed my eyes to ignorance
Opened them for love
A prisoner has no time for seasons
The conditioner no time to love
I've seen where beauty hides
It's in our hearts of freedom
As the land escapes the tide
I...
#love
#summer
#winter
#fall
#prison
22 reads
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2020 5:01pm
22nd Jun 2020 5:01pm
Nordic Nights
#BDSM
#winter
#funny #senryu
#funny #senryu
149 reads
2 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
24th May 2020 6:51am
24th May 2020 6:51am
To Find the Moon Forever Lost
I never thought a day might come,
When everything I felt should last
To never ask where they came from,
So quickly turn into the past.
And not just what was yesterday
In my own little land of thought,
My memories weren’t meant to stray
Reminders of what I was taught.
For still I have this wanderlust,
To covet and yet sacrifice.
Why shrinking life to only just
A precious few down to one vice.
What kind of messages to send,
The future beats an empty drum
For those of us who see no end;
The darkest...
When everything I felt should last
To never ask where they came from,
So quickly turn into the past.
And not just what was yesterday
In my own little land of thought,
My memories weren’t meant to stray
Reminders of what I was taught.
For still I have this wanderlust,
To covet and yet sacrifice.
Why shrinking life to only just
A precious few down to one vice.
What kind of messages to send,
The future beats an empty drum
For those of us who see no end;
The darkest...
#moon
#winter
#pandemic
107 reads
7 Comments
Igawyrwal1
Phi
Phi
Poem Published
18th May 2020 9:35pm
18th May 2020 9:35pm
Henge
I drive past every week
Those standing stones, grey and bleak.
A calendar to mark the year,
Alleviated primal fear.
The sun would come, the sun would go.
Summer heat to winter snow.
Stones still stand, built to last.
They don't see the year pass.
In our time of atomic clocks
We forget the equinox,
Solstices and cross quarters
Our lives seem much shorter.
Time flies by increasingly fast.
Live for today, forget the past.
Standing stones reminding us
That life wasn't always thus.
Those standing stones, grey and bleak.
A calendar to mark the year,
Alleviated primal fear.
The sun would come, the sun would go.
Summer heat to winter snow.
Stones still stand, built to last.
They don't see the year pass.
In our time of atomic clocks
We forget the equinox,
Solstices and cross quarters
Our lives seem much shorter.
Time flies by increasingly fast.
Live for today, forget the past.
Standing stones reminding us
That life wasn't always thus.
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#pagan
49 reads
4 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
7th May 2020 8:36pm
7th May 2020 8:36pm
Seasonal Reflections
Spring greens defy any snowy residue
Transformations like approaching without a warning
Summer takes an unprecedented swat
Heat kills everything
What’s left isn’t always pretty
Fall stuns us with maroon vibrancy
Some little leaf offerings
Perhaps apologizing
For dying foliage
Winter doesn’t answer back
Quiet fractals do all the talking
Transformations like approaching without a warning
Summer takes an unprecedented swat
Heat kills everything
What’s left isn’t always pretty
Fall stuns us with maroon vibrancy
Some little leaf offerings
Perhaps apologizing
For dying foliage
Winter doesn’t answer back
Quiet fractals do all the talking
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#nature
50 reads
2 Comments
NBathory
Natalia
Natalia
Poem Published
28th Apr 2020 12:19pm
28th Apr 2020 12:19pm
Baba Yaga
Alone in the darkness
Embraced by hollow hands
The storm moves over me
Where I lie draped in black cloth
I am not cold
Let her live wild in me,
Rip and tear
She does not offer false promises
Merciless she takes what she wants
No one can find me where I rest
Deep in thoughts no one else dare think
She creeps around me,
but means me no harm
I trust the storm and follow my instinct
No one gets away,
everyone must walk down
the same old road without any reward
Calm...
Embraced by hollow hands
The storm moves over me
Where I lie draped in black cloth
I am not cold
Let her live wild in me,
Rip and tear
She does not offer false promises
Merciless she takes what she wants
No one can find me where I rest
Deep in thoughts no one else dare think
She creeps around me,
but means me no harm
I trust the storm and follow my instinct
No one gets away,
everyone must walk down
the same old road without any reward
Calm...
#death
#storm
#winter
#mythology
#fear
80 reads
11 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Apr 2020 11:51pm
18th Apr 2020 11:51pm
The Po-em That wouldn't do at All
n i n e lumps in (a)
lavish row,,,,
(just think about it
if it seems the time is
right, then leave it left behind),\
Bet y'll never regret it.
Nine lumps in a lavish row, undermining boulevards & places to eat,(this is Paris,
(Paris, you'know--------the French one.)
Such thought-trains derail sloppily whenever flags fly in their fervence !
...
lavish row,,,,
(just think about it
if it seems the time is
right, then leave it left behind),\
Bet y'll never regret it.
Nine lumps in a lavish row, undermining boulevards & places to eat,(this is Paris,
(Paris, you'know--------the French one.)
Such thought-trains derail sloppily whenever flags fly in their fervence !
...
#winter
#illness
#hurt
48 reads
4 Comments
dmcdonald
Poem Published
18th Apr 2020 4:35pm
18th Apr 2020 4:35pm
Winter and Spring
The longest night has come and gone,
and days will slowly lengthen
until the days of early dawn
when sunlight's power will strengthen,
to warm the earth and seeds below
and wake new life from sleeping
there underneath a quilt of snow
from winter's icy weeping.
New growth begins, in spite of cold,
Forgetting frosty darkness,
Then flowers bloom and spring takes hold
Adorning winter's starkness.
For now, the nighttime comes too soon
And morning comes too late.
It's barely bright even at high noon,
So I will rest and wait ...
and days will slowly lengthen
until the days of early dawn
when sunlight's power will strengthen,
to warm the earth and seeds below
and wake new life from sleeping
there underneath a quilt of snow
from winter's icy weeping.
New growth begins, in spite of cold,
Forgetting frosty darkness,
Then flowers bloom and spring takes hold
Adorning winter's starkness.
For now, the nighttime comes too soon
And morning comes too late.
It's barely bright even at high noon,
So I will rest and wait ...
#flowers
#sun
#winter
#spring
#nature
53 reads
4 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 1:38pm
16th Apr 2020 1:38pm
The Last Winter
People are sending and receiving gifts and letters
Some are visiting their loved ones in late December
It is the coldest but happiest season of the year
Shoppers are in the supermarkets and the stores
Greeting cards and wrapping papers are on the racks
And everyone is pushing a trolley full of groceries
Taxicabs are zooming up and down the busy streets
Some people are just lingering on the sidewalks
They are all wearing woolly sweater and fluffy mittens
Sleigh bells are ringing all over the neighbourhood
And pairs of agile...
Some are visiting their loved ones in late December
It is the coldest but happiest season of the year
Shoppers are in the supermarkets and the stores
Greeting cards and wrapping papers are on the racks
And everyone is pushing a trolley full of groceries
Taxicabs are zooming up and down the busy streets
Some people are just lingering on the sidewalks
They are all wearing woolly sweater and fluffy mittens
Sleigh bells are ringing all over the neighbourhood
And pairs of agile...
#winter
#snow
#food #tradition
#food #tradition
48 reads
2 Comments
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
10th Apr 2020 11:32am
10th Apr 2020 11:32am
THREE: The Spirit of Winter
The Spirit of Winter, Winterae for short, was misunderstood. Winterea weilded a cold androgynous power, and didn't get along with the other three seasons. Winterae was sad the people didn't appreciate what she did for them, and from spring to autumn, Winterae wandered along the shadows of cemetery walls. River banks under bridges gave her shelter in the heat, Winterae liked the dead trees and trickle of water.
Winterae knew how to party, and seldom did, it was other peoples loss. Winterae smoked coal and blew it into shrouds of mist and fog. The only other being Winterae admired enough...
Winterae knew how to party, and seldom did, it was other peoples loss. Winterae smoked coal and blew it into shrouds of mist and fog. The only other being Winterae admired enough...
#winter
57 reads
0 Comments
ohmy_engrish
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 3:53am
2nd Apr 2020 3:53am
Under the Blue ~
Oh hello, 1am,
Somehow I had caught you.
Oh farewell, 10pm,
You had left me too soon.
Never a person I could run to,
Would ever make me heard.
My fingerprint in the sand,
Was washed away by the world.
Oh my poor hopeless love,
Has life finally got to you?
Oh my poor little soul,
Would you care for a soft tissue?
*
*
Midnight lullaby,
The last snowflake that falls.
One step into,
Ribbons of winter’s call.
Your innocence shivers,
Under the rain...
Somehow I had caught you.
Oh farewell, 10pm,
You had left me too soon.
Never a person I could run to,
Would ever make me heard.
My fingerprint in the sand,
Was washed away by the world.
Oh my poor hopeless love,
Has life finally got to you?
Oh my poor little soul,
Would you care for a soft tissue?
*
*
Midnight lullaby,
The last snowflake that falls.
One step into,
Ribbons of winter’s call.
Your innocence shivers,
Under the rain...
#depression
#sea
#winter
79 reads
1 Comment
lilies_and_dust
Ana Schwarz
Ana Schwarz
Poem Published
30th Mar 2020 10:40am
30th Mar 2020 10:40am
February
you were a winter love
and it was quite as cold
as your heart
and it was quite as cold
as your heart
#winter
#night
#fate
#minimalist
#LookingForLove
81 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Winter Poems
