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.
A Winter Night
Silently rolling still
'Neath cast planetary night
Breathes the crystalline horizon
Under ages of eon
Befallen crescent eclipse
Barren cold barrels
As frost planes sweep
Freezing with a touch
Where the earthen gathers
From ether to dust
Stopping waterways
Like time in space afar
Courses meander
Between the deep
Unfolding suspense
Traveling distant
Atmospheric pass
As silhouette and shadow ...
'Neath cast planetary night
Breathes the crystalline horizon
Under ages of eon
Befallen crescent eclipse
Barren cold barrels
As frost planes sweep
Freezing with a touch
Where the earthen gathers
From ether to dust
Stopping waterways
Like time in space afar
Courses meander
Between the deep
Unfolding suspense
Traveling distant
Atmospheric pass
As silhouette and shadow ...
#earth
#moon
#night
#sun
#winter
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They Come Back Through
a psalm for Samhain
They come back through on Halloween…
The line between the living and the dead
is frailest come evensong, when light is seen
to die beyond the farms, and bread
is broken one last time before the winter sheen
outspreads across the roof of each homestead.
They come back through on Halloween,
the sailors lost when campfires
became confused with lighthouses,
the children dead by violence,
the battle-scared and lost, all echoes of whence
we go when forced to cross the line between.
They come back...
They come back through on Halloween…
The line between the living and the dead
is frailest come evensong, when light is seen
to die beyond the farms, and bread
is broken one last time before the winter sheen
outspreads across the roof of each homestead.
They come back through on Halloween,
the sailors lost when campfires
became confused with lighthouses,
the children dead by violence,
the battle-scared and lost, all echoes of whence
we go when forced to cross the line between.
They come back...
#ghosts
#Halloween
#mythology #winter
#mythology #winter
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ONE HEART (II)-(newly revised, much longer, expanded revision)
ONE HEART
BROKE SLOWLY
LIKE FALLING LEAVES
THE OTHER
SHOOK COLDLY
YET CLUNG
TO THE TREE
HERE LATE
IN THE SEASON
OF THEIR
NATURAL FALL
WITH WINTER S
DEEP CLOSURE ...
BROKE SLOWLY
LIKE FALLING LEAVES
THE OTHER
SHOOK COLDLY
YET CLUNG
TO THE TREE
HERE LATE
IN THE SEASON
OF THEIR
NATURAL FALL
WITH WINTER S
DEEP CLOSURE ...
#fall
#LifeCycle
#memories
#SelfReflection
#winter
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Frozen Shores of A Winter Forgotten
Upon the frozen shores of winters yore
Where Time forgetteth how to warm the earth
The winds do wail, as once they did before
Yet bring no thaw, nor touch the soil's dearth
No footstep mars the snow’s unbroken crest
Nor sound disturbs the seas of crystal still
Here winter reigneth, cold and long suppress'd
With naught but silence ‘neath its frosted will
No kindly sun doth rise to wake the morn
Nor springtide's breath to stir the lifeless air
The world, it seemeth, by all hope forlorn
In icy bonds, doth slumber long and bare ...
Where Time forgetteth how to warm the earth
The winds do wail, as once they did before
Yet bring no thaw, nor touch the soil's dearth
No footstep mars the snow’s unbroken crest
Nor sound disturbs the seas of crystal still
Here winter reigneth, cold and long suppress'd
With naught but silence ‘neath its frosted will
No kindly sun doth rise to wake the morn
Nor springtide's breath to stir the lifeless air
The world, it seemeth, by all hope forlorn
In icy bonds, doth slumber long and bare ...
#beach
#sea
#snow #winter
#snow #winter
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appointment
the normal
green leaves
breathing
for their
momentarily
lifetime,
never seeing
they
are slain
by more
colorful
counterparts,
brilliant
disguises,
new visions
and different
directions,
to try
valiantly their
escaping,
well before
the long
cold breath
of winter.
green leaves
breathing
for their
momentarily
lifetime,
never seeing
they
are slain
by more
colorful
counterparts,
brilliant
disguises,
new visions
and different
directions,
to try
valiantly their
escaping,
well before
the long
cold breath
of winter.
#LifeCycle
#nature
#snow
#trees
#winter
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Have you had your break today?
A man by the name of Bruce D. Lipps was the owner of a McDonald's on the outskirts of Duluth, Minnesota.
Sometime in January 1996, he was driving North on Interstate 35 when he crashed his car.
There was a decent snowfall occurring with icy conditions.
His vehicle had crossed the median and into the southbound lanes before hitting a guardrail.
Bruce was able to climb out of the burning wreckage, pulled off all of his burning clothes and stood naked in the middle of the road.
In a matter of minutes, Bruce was run over and killed by an oncoming...
Sometime in January 1996, he was driving North on Interstate 35 when he crashed his car.
There was a decent snowfall occurring with icy conditions.
His vehicle had crossed the median and into the southbound lanes before hitting a guardrail.
Bruce was able to climb out of the burning wreckage, pulled off all of his burning clothes and stood naked in the middle of the road.
In a matter of minutes, Bruce was run over and killed by an oncoming...
#fiction
#satirical
#ShortStory
#snow
#winter
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Cold Burn
Walked through the golden harvest of corn.
Beneath descending sun.
Fully knowing the winter of the mind
would soon be born.
That first stark ivory would stun.
Before I knew inner inferno's contain icicles too.
The cold burn left the clues.
His eyes were electric heat.
His words a brutal snow.
His smile a warmth so sweet.
His touch, the absence of tomorrow.
I walked the maze through the piercing sorrow.
Beneath descending sun.
Fully knowing the winter of the mind
would soon be born.
That first stark ivory would stun.
Before I knew inner inferno's contain icicles too.
The cold burn left the clues.
His eyes were electric heat.
His words a brutal snow.
His smile a warmth so sweet.
His touch, the absence of tomorrow.
I walked the maze through the piercing sorrow.
#emptiness
#fire
#winter
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BE, IN ALL THINGS BE (Sunday, 2-16-19, 1:30pm, Palm Springs, CA, while soaking in an outdoor, 105° Spa.)
be at ease
be in peace
be in stillness
be in calm
be in joy
be in love
be in light
be in awe
be in
all things
ever one
be love
be light
be joy
be calm
be still
be ease
be all
be one
be awe
in all
things
ever one
but above
and beyond
all else
above
just be
in all
things
always
true
to yourself
then
simply
always be
the truest
one and only
one
you and you ...
be in peace
be in stillness
be in calm
be in joy
be in love
be in light
be in awe
be in
all things
ever one
be love
be light
be joy
be calm
be still
be ease
be all
be one
be awe
in all
things
ever one
but above
and beyond
all else
above
just be
in all
things
always
true
to yourself
then
simply
always be
the truest
one and only
one
you and you ...
#inspirational
#night
#SelfReflection
#water
#winter
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Colder Than The Melt
Softly the winter winds blow
touching the winter snow
colder than the winter melt
a breath's rising into oblivion
then the winter's dialect dies
losing it's speaker
touching the winter snow
colder than the winter melt
a breath's rising into oblivion
then the winter's dialect dies
losing it's speaker
#inspirational
#snow
#winter #WritingPoetry
#winter #WritingPoetry
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bare
like trees best in winter and,
well yes, this is as far as I’ll go with
a nod towards erotica, I like trees
without leaves and undressed
well yes, this is as far as I’ll go with
a nod towards erotica, I like trees
without leaves and undressed
#winter
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Visions Of September
It is the Autumn, of your eyes
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
I see them clear, I know them wise...
On Spring's green hill, we danced amongst pine
sprouting up and about, in pure sunshine
We spun our arms, we held on fast
impatient feet slipping, on dew-dipped grass
We fell together, two lovers too young
to love anything more, than having fun
We chewed on weeds and stared at the sky
layed amongst creatures too small to try
To see for themselves what all we've seen
a sun that wakens us, to the awe of Spring
...
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
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Try Again
A 51 year old Canadian man suffering from hypothermia was hospitalized in Winnipeg after he jumped from a bridge four times. Police found him leaning over the railing of the bridge. Shivering & frostbitten, as he was about to plunge into the icy waters for the fifth time.
Despite the man's obvious determination, it is unclear why he didn't try a different method after the 1st attempt failed.
Despite the man's obvious determination, it is unclear why he didn't try a different method after the 1st attempt failed.
#fiction
#ignorance
#suicide #winter
#suicide #winter
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DU Poetry : Winter Poems