Wintertime Poems - Poems about Wintertime

... Panther calling Kestrel-- over No response Panther calling Kestrel-- over No response Panther calling Kestrel, time is critical--over No response Kestrel calling Panther, break in comms, big ......Read the rest...

... How magical is lovely wintertime. Myriads of flakes efface drab terrain, creating an appearance that’s so sublime I want to sleigh ride on a country lane. Imagine riding on that......Read the rest...

...I can’t remember when I last shivered. Must be just over five decades ago when we lived in a house with one coal fire. Draughts galore came from each window and door. Our cold house on top of a w......Read the rest...

... “If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." ~ Anne Bradstreet Winter’s quick wind sl......Read the rest...

...Conjuring and challenging my silly, puny solitude… Enduring and foliage of squalid grief…left me in the nude of the wintertime Sometimes, I wander…I wonder…I ponder so good I am naughty this wint......Read the rest...

... "Bears sleep all winter. Spring is their wake up call." Quote By Poet All summer we have had fun, playing and running down the mountain side....Read the rest...

... 12/21/2023 In summertime, our love is enduring as if gadenias were floating in the breeze. In wintertime, our love is fireplace-warm~it t......Read the rest...

...father and mother my thoughts turning towards you in the wintertime......Read the rest...

... Over verdant foothills, I often climb. Through orchards of fragrant lemon and lime. where the frosty air has a cooler clime and valley views are stunningly sublime. I hear church bells ringin......Read the rest...

...Life grabbed me hard by the balls, not in the way that feels good and right. The mist of darkness in wintertime, when the cold winds fully hasnt blown in the snowstorm to cover our summer sins and r......Read the rest...

...As a child born late summer, my senses were first flooded by the images, sounds and smells of fall. Was I aware of orange pumpkins, wind caressing the bright leaves, and smells of pies? ......Read the rest...

...Here’s a cyclist riding down the sunny road He rides light, just like he wants, without a load He rides into the summer, to the depth of green Passing the streets I know, and streets I haven’t see......Read the rest...

... "A dagger of pain, a tear of grief." Quote by _Constance I go to the forest where we once walked, and stroll down the paths where we laugh......Read the rest...

...God! We Behold that you are great and we know somehow your ways are pass finding out. anyhow! Neither can the number of his years be searched out anytime he made small drops of water they pour dow......Read the rest...

...In youth, vacations lent my Summers wings and Christmas gilded wintertime in gold. I've aged (a bit) and love my Falls and Springs for landing in between too hot or cold. In time, I've learned it......Read the rest...