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.
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RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
4th Sep 2024 7:22am
4th Sep 2024 7:22am
A memory from 2022
Summer smiles
Warm winter wishes
My jacket was too thin.
With my trusteds by my side I float inches off the cloudlike ground.
A whisp of pleasantries.
Cold cript seals with candlelight glow; hills on fire.
This winding path leads by pedals and glory summertime dreams hopes and stories.
The pond lights up and my childlike wonder but you were there to notice.
My two friends talked as I shivered with emotion.
Quiet now, gently.
Let her down sweet.
The air of the night and the rain on the streets.
It was a warning.
Not everything...
Warm winter wishes
My jacket was too thin.
With my trusteds by my side I float inches off the cloudlike ground.
A whisp of pleasantries.
Cold cript seals with candlelight glow; hills on fire.
This winding path leads by pedals and glory summertime dreams hopes and stories.
The pond lights up and my childlike wonder but you were there to notice.
My two friends talked as I shivered with emotion.
Quiet now, gently.
Let her down sweet.
The air of the night and the rain on the streets.
It was a warning.
Not everything...
#FirstLove
#winter
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 9:55pm
2nd Sep 2024 9:55pm
The Sound of Silence
It does not begin,
it does not end.
Never hear it start,
never hear it stop.
Ceaseless, present
at every moment.
This inner sound -
an object of sense.
With willpower we dominate,
breathing at our will.
Where we are subordinate
to the sound of silence.
An entity you cannot dominate,
but harness. No beginning,
no end, just present.
Our focus leading inwards.
it does not end.
Never hear it start,
never hear it stop.
Ceaseless, present
at every moment.
This inner sound -
an object of sense.
With willpower we dominate,
breathing at our will.
Where we are subordinate
to the sound of silence.
An entity you cannot dominate,
but harness. No beginning,
no end, just present.
Our focus leading inwards.
#dawn
#night
#spring
#summer
#winter
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down2dirt
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 6:05pm
30th Aug 2024 6:05pm
unseasonal
#fall
#spring
#summer #winter
#summer #winter
163 reads
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 11:57pm
27th Aug 2024 11:57pm
big coats/autumnal
in a short while it will be autumn, dear,
and we shall forget this bloody awful
summer and put on our big coats again
and look forward hopefully to next year
and we shall forget this bloody awful
summer and put on our big coats again
and look forward hopefully to next year
#winter
96 reads
3 Comments
Dreamboy
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 9:01am
16th Aug 2024 9:01am
Cold Chills
Mercury rising
Got a bad feeling
like wolves
on the horizon
A forest of eyes in the darkness
I'm crawling.
Lost with little to none,
slim chance to get out
of the slump
or the hole
or the pit
pick your poison.
What's the matter, aren't you used to
surviving?
A sea of ghosts
On the shipwrecked coasts
I'm as rotten as
I've been since departing.
Got a bad feeling
like wolves
on the horizon
A forest of eyes in the darkness
I'm crawling.
Lost with little to none,
slim chance to get out
of the slump
or the hole
or the pit
pick your poison.
What's the matter, aren't you used to
surviving?
A sea of ghosts
On the shipwrecked coasts
I'm as rotten as
I've been since departing.
#dirty
#ghosts
#suicide #winter
#suicide #winter
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 11:57am
15th Aug 2024 11:57am
Frost
How is something not lost,
Yet wanders and refuses to be found?
Dreary mists adorn steely frost,
Leaving a memory of the sun
A sea of long coats and tilted hats,
Gently walking through winter’s haze,
Their footsteps silent on cobblestone paths,
As daylight fades to twilight's gaze
The cold breath of the evening air,
Whispers secrets to the night,
Where shadows dance without a care,
In the dim, flickering streetlight
What once was clear now fades away,
In the mist where all is gray, ...
Yet wanders and refuses to be found?
Dreary mists adorn steely frost,
Leaving a memory of the sun
A sea of long coats and tilted hats,
Gently walking through winter’s haze,
Their footsteps silent on cobblestone paths,
As daylight fades to twilight's gaze
The cold breath of the evening air,
Whispers secrets to the night,
Where shadows dance without a care,
In the dim, flickering streetlight
What once was clear now fades away,
In the mist where all is gray, ...
#memories
#philosophical
#rhyming #winter
#rhyming #winter
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Aug 2024 8:20am
7th Aug 2024 8:20am
Of Angels And Ice
Where art thou, glistening ice,
Who doth frame wings beating thrive,
Emissary of the celestial,
Where empire and angels revive?
Grant thy servants heavenly fire
Of this dead world's eternal snow.
Pray tell when the end time may show,
Seek the final march on Armageddon's field,
Adorned in the glistening light of faith's shield.
Prayers offered like sacrifice in the winter wind,
Cold whisper of the dragon tempts towards sin,
To collect the wage of wickedness paid in...
Who doth frame wings beating thrive,
Emissary of the celestial,
Where empire and angels revive?
Grant thy servants heavenly fire
Of this dead world's eternal snow.
Pray tell when the end time may show,
Seek the final march on Armageddon's field,
Adorned in the glistening light of faith's shield.
Prayers offered like sacrifice in the winter wind,
Cold whisper of the dragon tempts towards sin,
To collect the wage of wickedness paid in...
#angels
#prayer
#religion
#rhyming
#winter
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 7:29am
6th Aug 2024 7:29am
Iron Fists and Snowy Fields
Around the visor falls the snow
Their elan now begins to show
The black cross against the white
A thousand of the empire's knights
To the borderlands they dash
Swords drawn in the light flash
A yard of good Prussian steel
Here the enemy will die or kneel
Steel gauntlets grasp the reins
Ignoring the blood and pain
The ground watered with pagan blood
Corpses fall into the icy mud
Vengeance of the Lord
Incarnate by a stream of swords
Judgement on the snowy fields
Leather and steel leave none to yield
Their elan now begins to show
The black cross against the white
A thousand of the empire's knights
To the borderlands they dash
Swords drawn in the light flash
A yard of good Prussian steel
Here the enemy will die or kneel
Steel gauntlets grasp the reins
Ignoring the blood and pain
The ground watered with pagan blood
Corpses fall into the icy mud
Vengeance of the Lord
Incarnate by a stream of swords
Judgement on the snowy fields
Leather and steel leave none to yield
#dark
#historical
#narrative
#rhyming
#winter
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herry_the_poet
Poem Published
27th Jun 2024 3:46pm
27th Jun 2024 3:46pm
The Rockies
Well? Once upon a trucker's eve
and with a million miles to go
Grabbin' hard west out of Denver
and the passes were full of snow
Neither Eisenhower or Vail
were particular kind that night
Then there's galloping on tire chains
under the moon; big bulb of light
Might as well been an astronaut
as my climb plateaus near the edge
The headlights made the flakes appear
like I'm traveling through space I allege
Rosebud pucker factor 7
denim almost gnawing my seat
Bouncing up and down on air ride
my stomach and heart at...
and with a million miles to go
Grabbin' hard west out of Denver
and the passes were full of snow
Neither Eisenhower or Vail
were particular kind that night
Then there's galloping on tire chains
under the moon; big bulb of light
Might as well been an astronaut
as my climb plateaus near the edge
The headlights made the flakes appear
like I'm traveling through space I allege
Rosebud pucker factor 7
denim almost gnawing my seat
Bouncing up and down on air ride
my stomach and heart at...
#night
#winter
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 10:53am
25th Jun 2024 10:53am
I am lost
Life is a fire that won’t burn forever
It freezes, it fades
Hope is the curse of the individual
It dies with him
Fear is the individual’s lust for life
Paralyzing, it kills
Nature is a mother who eats her own young
Without care
Old, battered landscape, a tinge of memory fading
Soul and body falls to the ground
Remember the seasons of temperate beauty?
Stood I then amongst the falling rain
Death hides not in the summer’s warm winds
But a winter breeze can kill
Winter is a beast that tortures the strong ...
It freezes, it fades
Hope is the curse of the individual
It dies with him
Fear is the individual’s lust for life
Paralyzing, it kills
Nature is a mother who eats her own young
Without care
Old, battered landscape, a tinge of memory fading
Soul and body falls to the ground
Remember the seasons of temperate beauty?
Stood I then amongst the falling rain
Death hides not in the summer’s warm winds
But a winter breeze can kill
Winter is a beast that tortures the strong ...
#nature
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
#winter
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2024 3:49pm
23rd Jun 2024 3:49pm
I long for winter
Nights grow longer and the cold stronger as the world gallops towards icy times.
Sun grows weaker.
Days grow bleaker.
Era of warmth becomes a frigid clime.
Hold close to your heart memories of a living land.
Hold close to your soul the hope of warmer days.
The air grows colder and the year older as death-fearing creatures prepare themselves.
Colors grow lighter.
Leaves grow brighter as their smell beckons Winter closer.
Skies grow bluer.
Birds grow fewer.
A halting world nearly freezes in time.
Then wolf...
Sun grows weaker.
Days grow bleaker.
Era of warmth becomes a frigid clime.
Hold close to your heart memories of a living land.
Hold close to your soul the hope of warmer days.
The air grows colder and the year older as death-fearing creatures prepare themselves.
Colors grow lighter.
Leaves grow brighter as their smell beckons Winter closer.
Skies grow bluer.
Birds grow fewer.
A halting world nearly freezes in time.
Then wolf...
#memories
#nature
#winter
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2024 3:43pm
23rd Jun 2024 3:43pm
I am Earthborn
The seeds of my soul were sown in the throes of creation,
With the fabric of two woven into a distinction.
Upon a deep winter night with the howls of the surrounding season,
My heart came aflame, and spoke of bare trees and distant sun.
The winds of the storm shall howl across the land my true name,
For Earthborn I am; of Land and Sky I am made a man.
And on these deep winter nights, songs of creation echo in my heart,
For I am man; I am a force of nature -
Her!
I am Earthborn!
So here I stand; fury of winter in body of man, ...
With the fabric of two woven into a distinction.
Upon a deep winter night with the howls of the surrounding season,
My heart came aflame, and spoke of bare trees and distant sun.
The winds of the storm shall howl across the land my true name,
For Earthborn I am; of Land and Sky I am made a man.
And on these deep winter nights, songs of creation echo in my heart,
For I am man; I am a force of nature -
Her!
I am Earthborn!
So here I stand; fury of winter in body of man, ...
#earth
#environment
#nature #winter
#nature #winter
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