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Snow Nature Poems | Nature Poems About Snow

These Snow Nature poems are examples of Nature poems about Snow. These are the best examples of Snow Nature poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Details | Rhyme |

A Walk In Winter

Twin, silver cathedral bells, sway and chime.
As every note peals out, clear and sublime.

No winds blow through the sky, this silent night.
The peaceful heavens, filled with a celestial light.

Arm in arm, down the icy lane we do walk.
Heart to heart, our souls they seem to talk.

A pair of happy cardinals, one red, one gold.
Go bobbing through the snow, so white, so cold.

Along the hillside, stands rows of frosted pine.
The fields, blanketed in diamonds, a vision divine.

Couples, young and old, seated in horse-drawn sleighs.
Making new memories, and reminiscing their by-gone days.

Nestled so close together, like two turtledoves.
All bundled up, with warm scarves and gloves.

Amongst white winter lands, we two do wander.
While our light hearts, are growing ever fonder.




Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest - "Let It Snow-12 Paintings of Winter"
This poem was inspired by the painting-"Christmas Day" by John Ritchie


Details | Acrostic |

Maples Crying



Many are the Maples that encircle my home, my nest, my dwelling abode
And in the dark of night they tap on my frosty windows, crying
Past their deathly stance, a wintry scene 
Looking through their tangled limbs snow is falling, endlessly
Everything in my world is icy white, sky and earth mingling
Soon, I whisper to them, you will be wearing your emerald gowns

Creaking and groaning they mumble in their frozen rest
Reaching out gnarled fingers to me
Yes, my dears, soon, so soon you will stand in resplendence
Ice and snow will be replaced with fringes of delicate, filigree green
Now rest, now sleep Maples sweet
Gather your memories of Spring, Summer and Fall close and dream




Acrostic Personification


February 3, 2012


Details | Quatern |

Watching The Snow Fall

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Watching the snow fall silently,
upon streets that clamor unrest,
my eyes behold how gallantly,
nature is at its very best.

I look about me everywhere,
watching the snow fall silently,
and marvel how nature so pure,
can steal my heart so reverently.

While traffic passes hurriedly,
and the shoppers in a frantic state,
watching the snow fall silently,
I sense the peace and slow my gait.


While others miss what I adore,
the joy, this gift, that comes for free.
Rushing by, they find no time for
watching the snow fall silently. 
~


Details | Couplet |

Stardust Artist

Virgin snow sparkles in the darkest hour
as stardust dances with celestial power.
Silently it rains upon mother earth
giving witness to such an idyllic birth. 

A fawn and doe now break the glaze
like tiny spoons upon crème brulees. 
Below Polaris they prance and snort,
for they seem to know the time is short.

For such a night is a rare event,
as blue light above is heaven sent.
Wondrous luminescent tranquility
trumps any earthly poet’s ability.

Now the first rays pierce the frigid night
and Orion’s bow soon fades to light.
White carpet dulls now without the luster
of a nocturnal painter, the starlight duster.

James Nichols 12/29/12


Details | Haiku |

*SNOW*

Gracefully falling
Crystals of pure perfection
No two are alike.


Details | Haiku |

Haiku 34


                                                  blood red berries
                                              cling to stark branches --
                                                 virgin snow glistens


2/23/2013
Entered in Rick Parise's "one of your favz" 1- 8 lines
contest (old poem)


Details | Kimo |

Seven Pigeons

~*~ Seven pigeons, sitting in the snow Upon a street sign, trembling And the snow is falling As if, on cue they fly on snowy wings Circling the city buildings Till a safe ledge is found Beautiful, they smooth their heavy feathers Sitting quiet in the cold As snowflakes drift below I wish, my own weary heart could fly And as winter blows and roars I could but fold my wings O, could I fly, like seven pigeons And close my eyes to winter And the snow is falling ~*~ February 16, 2013 Kimo x 5


Details | Ballad |

Weather

What do you think of when you see the rain?                                                                    
I see tears from heaven, because of the pain.                                                                 
Some see it different , and im sure you do too,                                                                
You think its tears of joy, and a start of anew.                                                                  
What do you think of when you see snow falling?                                                            
I think its the time of year ,that friends will be calling.                                                      
For christmas is not so very far away,                                                                                 
When you see snow falling ,and its there to stay.                                                            
Spring is always  so nice to see here,                                                                                
It brings out the animals , like squirls and deer.                                                              
Storms i dont like to see or hear,                                                                                         
The thunder is so loud, it can bust your ear.                                                                     
When i see the sun , so high in the sky,                                                                             
It makes me want to  jump for joy.


Details | Idyll (Idyl) |

Eiderdown Drifts

The warmth of me curls knees to chin hiding from the frosty chill.
My eyes peek out in dawning light to see the snow piled windowsill.
The traffic sounds have been toned down, the once blue sky's over glazed,
all of life has been dampened down, as flakes fall upon the earthly stage.
One can hear the tick of clock, the hum of the furnace heating
without the wind, the snow simply falls, bringing Winter's first greetings.
So like the eiderdown it drifts, each hillock seems a baffle fluffed,
each brush once green a pillow seems, each boulder bears a comfy tuft.

Oh, to stay here all of day, watch the patterned snowflakes fall
but, I must harken to the day and rise up to life's daily call.



Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Date: 11/16/2012
Contest:White Blanket






Details | Haiku |

SNOWNSENSE

 WONDERLAND OF SNOW

White powdery wisps

Instead of the morning dew...

Winter's Wonderland


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  SNOW ANGEL

Walking past the park

Wings made with childlike passion

Angelic Image


       * * *

   SNOW  SNOW  SNOW

Whitened droplets

Falling from gray clouds above

Catch one on your tongue


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       SNOW

White covers the ground

Trouble starting the blower

Shovel time...again


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   JACK FROST

Chilled air on glass

Panes painted with icy hues

Scenes from Jack's palette.









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