Winter Poems

Poems about the Beauty of Winter

Winter is the season when the whole world seems to go to sleep. The weather is cold, the ground is hard, and the trees and plants seem to be dead. Since there is little else to do, it is a time that is conducive to working hard. There isn't much else to do, and the weather seems to suggest that we must buckle down and do the things that we have been avoiding. This is not a bad thing. It can very satisfying to work hard and be creative. Creativity is part of our makeup. Without a purpose in our lives, depression would quickly set in.

Poems about the Harshness of the Winter Season

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  1. The Childhood Song

    • By Kellie Carra
    • Published: March 2018
    All Grown Up And Realizing Your Childhood Is Gone

    Leaves dusted with white
    Moon reflects through the night
    Off the blanketed ground of sheer winter

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  3. Images In A Moment Of Time

    • By Ryan Richard Nych
    • Published: January 2018

    Bleak winter sunset with sky of lavender.
    Winter pears cling like dead, crinkled ornaments
    from gnarled branches,
    unwilling to let summer go from arthritic grip.

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  4. Winter's Embrace

    Transformation Of Earth Into A Winter Wonderland

    Shimmering lakes of silvery ice
    welcomes skaters' scarring slice.
    Hills adorned in lacy white
    watch children sleigh into the night.

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  6. Winter's Wrath

    The Harshness Of Winter

    Winter's sleep so close to death,
    piercing with his arctic breath.

    Brittle, naked limbs stretch high

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  7. A Winter Eve

    Poem About A Peaceful Evening Snow

    The crunching snow beneath my feet
    Breaks the silence of the winter eve.
    I hear the patter of beginning sleep
    On my evening stroll, as others sleep.

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  8. Winter's Artist

    • By Suzanne Bates
    • Published: February 2017
    The Beauty Of Winter And Snow

    An awesome scene the artist paints, expert and deft his hand.
    Brush strokes swift, he draws with ease, a winter wonderland.
    Landscape sketched from memory, heavens and land entwine
    Rapidly the scene is set, exquisitely divine.

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    Beautiful descriptions of the winter season. Great job!

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  10. Winter Is Here

    • By Nolan K. Lucas
    • Published: December 2016
    Enjoying The First Snowfall

    The snow slowly falling off the trees,
    The feel of the cold sharp breeze.
    The feel of the soft powdery snow,
    The sun going down with a bright glow.

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  11. Winter Love/Hate

    • By Cheyenne Marie Gillett
    • Published: December 2014
    Hating Cold But Loving Winter

    To be honest, I hate the cold; I freeze easily,
    But I love how the snow tickles my nose.
    I love how the trees are naked
    And the sky dresses them in white like a dress.

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  12. Winter Wonderland

    • By Macy
    • Published: March 2013

    Through the trees the sunlight filters,
    Glinting off the snow, caressing the water,
    While water falls noisily nearby.
    ...

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  13. Birches

    When I see birches bend to left and right
    Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
    I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
    But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay

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