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Details | Free verse |
There is nothing with so much life as a Christmas snow
The crisp air is still as little dancing stars float to the earth
Strong old trees become burdened with drifts of white upon their bows
But seem honored to be dressed in such finery and appear almost to move
In fact, everything has come to life to watch the snowfall.
Then everything is quiet
There is a whisper in the air
It ripples through the trees
See the birds, they are the first to recognize the whisper
As the Masters of Chorus, the birds know it is a song
They sit as true musicians memorizing the lyrics and rhythm
So, the snow speaks, the voice is old, like it has sung this song many times
As the squirrels could tell you this is a lullaby, and they begin to search from their 
perches in the trees for the newborn
And life and love has never felt as strong as now
A horse in its pastures stomps his foot disturbed
Though he hears the song the birds do and the lullaby the squirrels hear, he, 
along with all of the worlds creatures, could swear he just heard a cry
The squirrels chatter with laughter, knowing they where right and the birds take 
up the snow-song to welcome the child they heard cry
And then they stop and the world is silent
The snow has stopped falling
The cry was only a memory from Christmas long past
The child, a child of time whose
 Voice comes with the Christmas snows,
To give every soul the chance to hear
The song of joy and love and beginning,
So it is never forgotten;
The song of the Christmas Snow



Copyright © misty hunter | Year Posted 2007




Details | Free verse |

As Twilight's Calm Calls The Night A Simple Song Resonates In The Corners Of My Mind And In A Moment Gazing Alone From The Frozen Silence In Crystal Mirrors Of Infinite Grace Winter's Blanket Elated In Moonlight Silently Whispers Within A Prayer For You _____________________________ CONTEST 12 Of My Poem Titles

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |
Children playing in the snow.
       Up and down the hills they go.
Grownups watching like a show.
       Knowing soon to church they'll go.
 
Jingling bells so loud and clear.
       Ring so loud they wake the deer.
Santa's coming soon they know.
       In his sleigh across the snow.
 
Now get ready kids to go.
       Bed is waiting as you know.
 
Optional Ending:
 
Tired and weary, cold and numb.
       Visions dance like Sugarplums.


Thanks to Deborah Guzzi for suggesting the last line
  
This is sung to the tune of "Hark the Herald Angels Sing"
For the contest Holiday Songs in Poem Form by Deborah Guzzi

Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2009




Details | Rhyme |
My mind freezes as a birdbath
on a chill winter night,
It cracks like glass, soon dissolves
in sun-drenching midday light.
A thought of my winter parting
completely clouds my sight,
Like morning-frosted window's veil
gives an obstructed view,
I can't hear songbirds in winter
or feel me without you.

Freezing wind blows mournfully
through our lives without regard
for time lost, love's tender touch
or beatings of one's heart.
Cold and chill of midwinter
render leaving slow to start.
Anguished hearts as whipping snow
color life hard to see.
Songbirds fly late fall,
winter will be time to die for me.

I can feel a snow before it falls.
I smell it as in a breeze.
I know the North wind blows
after a turning of loose leaves.
Like slow leaving of songbirds,
a tossing of dead weeds,
I sense well signs of winter;
she seeks her strength this year.
When snow is gone, flowers bloom,
please shed for me a tear.

Place my grave atop our hill
on a shaded plot of ground.
Do not cry for me my dear
until springtime rolls around.
Songbirds will sing me hymns
as springs sweetest sound.
A fortunate man I have been
to have loved you for so long,
Remember, I still love you
as you hear a songbird's song.

Copyright © Mike Samford | Year Posted 2007

Details | Alliteration |
Softly,
Spring’s wisp
strolls tenderly

Sullen,
slowly moving,
singing songs of:

Spring’s bright,
Spring’s warmth…
Spring’s buds stringing along mine
sight 

Sadly,
Spring’s snow
Slowly prods
Spring’s wisp

Surreptitiously,  
Spring’s wisp aches for;
Spring’s strip

Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Snowy splendor of white fluffy freshly fallen snow blanketing everything that 
Gets in its way, sparkling like glitter from the illumination descending light
Of the stars, moon, and lights of the street lamp.

Snowman all a glitter in the front yard, with its black top hat, a scarf around its neck,
An orange carrot nose, greeting all visitors. 
Snow settled on the spindly tree branches glisten like arms with finger
 
The homes lit up with different colored Christmas lights on eaves for the holiday spirit, 
A candle lit in the window a beacon for those that are traveling,
A warm welcoming to friends to come in and enjoy a cup of hot chocolate, 
Wrapped in a warm quilt, enjoying Christmas stories 
And sit around the inviting fireplace.

A fresh cut blue spruce sits by the window decorated with delicate old glass 
Ornaments handed down, candy canes, toys, children’s handmade ornaments, 
an a star to light up the top of the tree, wrapped with strings of popcorn and 
cranberry garland, homemade cookies and cakes scenting the air

Carolers out in the chill of the winter night, all warm in stocking hats, wool 
Mittens, snow boots, and warm coats singing, 
Deck The Halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la, la la la la. 
Warming people’s hearts 

It’s the most wonderful time of the year

By Eve Roper 12/09/2014

Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2014

Details | Alliteration |
When wise winds whispered
touched the tall tree tops,
branches opened like arms
to welcome the silent snow.
	Night was all dark and grey,
	moon buried in loneliness,  
	rugged roads remained restless, 
	while wild winds whipped.
In the night's silence I slipped
into a dream where you amazed
me with a sensuous sweet song
and secretly soothed my soul.


March 2, 2016
Night Silence - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron

Copyright © Meenakshi Raina | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
Whilst sitting at her piano,
A tune it just came out,
It was so full of sadness,
We all had so much doubt.

Lydia was her name,
She was on the way to fame,
Her music was a special gift,
And gave us such a lift.

The townsfolk they all gathered around,
To greet this girl they'd found,
And she became an idol,
In this little country town.

One day whilst they were walking,
The lane was deep in snow,
The townsfolk came across this girl,
It's the way she wanted to go.

So now when they hear a piano,
Their thoughts all turn to her,
And so this Somber Story,
Still causes their heart to stir.

Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2014

Details | Acrostic |
Choirs of children singing gleefully
Hand bells and ‘Silver Bells’ ringing
Red holly and mistletoe ‘Deck the Halls’
In preparation for Christmas morning
Snowflakes teasing a ‘White Christmas’
Traditions followed and being made
Midnight Mass along with hugs and kisses
Angelic ‘Silent Night’ throughout the land 
Solemn celebration of the birth of Jesus
 
Children productions of nativity watched 
All praying for peace on earth and good will
Ritual reading of ‘Jolly Old St. Nicholas’ to those
Only staying awake from excitement and thrill
Listening for Santa's reindeer landing on roof
Smiling parents leave cookie crumbs as proof
 
Written 12-15-2015
‘Christmas Carols Contest’ by Kelly Deschler

Copyright © Susan Gentry | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
I walk alone on the twilit road,
Watching the stars in the ebon sky,
Dancing and twinkling in the air,
Playing hide-and-seek between the clouds.
The familiar scent of the home fire wafts,
Beckoning to the traveler,
Promising of hearth and cheer,
Warming the iciness without.
The chill wind whips around,
Taunting with its icy blasts,
Screaming like some frozen demon,
Released from an icicle prison.
The icicle lined gables rise ahead,
Outlining the glowing windows,
Telling of hearth and cheer within,
And smoke of the fire wafting about.
Yet, before the snow-dusted door, I stop,
Listening to the song within,
And also to the song without,
Torn between the two.
I back away from the door,
Listening to the song of the wind,
And the needles of the pines,
Telling me to stay.

Copyright © Evan Griffin | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
Snow Song

Tonight, just this once, I need everyone to agree with me
To see what I see, the reality they refuse to believe.
Tonight just once, I need to set the her inside me free,
A note on a stave, no longer chained to a melody.

Tonight just this once I need to spread open paper wings.
Crepe veils of iridescent UN discovered things.
Tonight I need to listen to the snowflakes and icicles sing.
To glissade down crystal branches around the moons silver ring.

Tonight for an instant, I am going to feed into the delusions 
Stretch wide and far past the restraints of being human.
Tonight, casting stars in all the cracks of perfect ruin.
 Silken circles of multifaceted and attractive confusion.

Tonight I’m embracing all the questions with unknown answers.
No longer resenting the figure eights of life’s pirouetting dancer.
Tonight I can relate to the hunger of this soulless obsidian cancer.
Watery lips, azure finger tips this beautiful cerulean disaster.

Tonight through new eyes, I travel forgotten trails
And release a single burning breath I never got to exhale.
For Tonight my soul’s voice finally spells her tale
A pearlescent cadenza of falling snow, innocent and pale.

Copyright © Tamra Craft | Year Posted 2012

Details | Ballad |
   Sounds cascade over me 
My radio brings me great music
     Outside snow is falling
like it has fallen all day and night 
Lovely songs lift me to a higher plane
      Feeling a little tired
Soon I'll prepare some hot tea
  The city is blanketed in white 
     Soon it will be 
  time to enter dreamland
Reach for the magical world within 
       Urban buildings covered with snow 
 Each snowflake is unique 
Each city dweller 
   is as unique as each snowflake 
Off to dreamland
Safe and sound
In the midst of a storm

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
Do you 
ever feel!?
Upside down
sideways
and bent
backwards?
Snowboarding
down slopes
of discontent
challenging
and 
dangerous
With
temperatures
on the 
flip side
of minus
 forty degrees
hellbent
 and
freezer burned 
pleading
Traversing
the 
powdery deeps
With 
a slope of
snow rattling
your 
bending knees
Freestyle 
jumping
turning atop 
breezes
while 
twisting inside
Thinking 
what a ride
While
 in flight
then
 flipping upright
while praying 
to land 
on a dime
with no 
broken bones
in a 
Wipeout
Just the
 shattered
 nerves
of an 
athletes time
in their 
moment
of 
free styling 
just shining
and stopping
on that 
dime

Copyright © Holly Bohto | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
I spy, a feather beauty bright
With speckled blush on breast
Basking within the thicket light
Dancing round about her tiny branch 
 
Your fluttering sight beholding
Within the snowy briar
Bathing among the warmth
Of the morning's golden glory

Its brilliance your own crown of halo
Like a sunburst that swallows
Up the end of February's sigh 
As other feathers flusters zoom right by

The ginger little fellows all dappled, scramble
A merry-go-round within a flight
Threading joyous song throughout your bramble
As further flocks of scurry, hurry fly

On parade teasing wings of faerie sprites
A musical path of crisscross kites
But, you little one are the daring, bursting forth
With higher operatic songs, to startle and scold those spry

Feather beauty bravely 
Upon your perch chest thrust out boldly
Nonsense rhymes and a new found might
Chase away the imps of finch and thrush
And keep yourself the sunbeams for its light

And bask yourself once more this time
Among the drops of melting dripping snow
And gather up all tis full
Feasting here, where the wild wild berries grow
 
But, in the end you are their kin 
And soon, my fairy feathered friend you too must go
Out, onto twittering leafy stemmy stem and off...
Into the yonder of the coming spring to rove

Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Do you 
ever feel!?
Upside down
sideways
and bent
backwards?
Snowboarding
down slopes
of discontent
challenging
and 
dangerous
With
temperatures
on the 
flip side
of minus
 forty degrees
hellbent
 and
freezer burned 
pleading
Traversing
the 
powdery deeps
With 
a slope of
snow rattling
your 
bending knees
Freestyle 
jumping
turning atop 
breezes
while 
twisting inside
Thinking 
what a ride
While
 in flight
then
 flipping upright
while praying 
to land 
on a dime
with no 
broken bones
in a 
Wipeout
Just the
 shattered
 nerves
of an 
athletes time
in their 
moment
of 
free styling 
just shining
and stopping
on that 
dime
amidst 
the 
mounting
snow of
Time

Copyright © Holly Bohto | Year Posted 2016

Details | Lyric |
Through the frosted window I watch the snow fall,
Falling so heavily amongst the street lights.
Faintly I feel the slow beat of your heart,
Beside me you sleep peacefully from the cool of the night.
As we lay there the snow insulates everything around us even further,
Especially any and all other sounds that were left lurking around.
I lay awake with a mind shuffling through so many emotions,
Trying to grasp this comfort that I have found.

I just want to wake you to let you know,
I just want you to look in my eyes when I speak.
Look how we’ve kept each other warm from the outside cold,
Look how for once in my life I can breathe at ease.
No longer do I feel like such a lost soul,
My lungs like my heart so full.
Honey I can’t wait for you to see,
How I breathe with such ease.

So I lay there watching the snow grow deeper with time,
The silence surrounds us in a warm comfort never felt before.
Whispering in your ear how our love will never turn blind,
That we can be free and forever let our hearts soar.
Then as time moves on and we grow older,
I know that what’s in our hearts will never change.
It will never matter if what surrounds us keeps getting colder,
The warmth we share together now will always remain.
No it will never matter if what surrounds us keeps getting colder,
The way I breathe at ease when I’m with you will always stay the same.

I just want you to look in my eyes when I speak.
Look how we’ve kept each other warm from the outside cold,
Look how for once in my life I can breathe at ease.
No longer do I feel like such a lost soul,
My lungs like my heart so full.
Honey I can’t wait for you to see,
How I breathe with such ease.

Now I can relax and be lost in your arms,
Finally I can close my eyes.
My mind is at peace with all my thoughts of you,
Sleeping together in the glow of those street lights.
I just can’t wait till morning,
For you’re the first one that I’ll see.
I will tell you all about my thoughts last night as I lay beside you.
I will tell you that how when I’m with you I breathe now with such ease.

Copyright © Robert Stevens | Year Posted 2011

Details | Lyric |
she starts with lightning, blinding light then comes her roaring thunder might search for shelter to hide under then more rolling roaring thunder (bridge) she is the storm in human form, in human form she is the storm she pours like rain, the pouring rain she is the sleet and snow and pain so cold so cold, so damp so damp turgid, frigid vicious vamp (chorus) I can’t get through the dark side of you I can’t get through to you she is the storm in human form I can’t get through the dark side of you I can’t get through to you she is the storm that blacks my sky frozen chest no breath for good bye can’t think, can’t feel can’t find reason there is no refuge from her changing season (chorus) she is the storm in human form, in human form she is the storm I can’t get through the dark side of you I can’t get through to you she is the storm in human form I can’t get through the dark side of you I can’t get through to you (repeat chorus) I can't get through can't get through can't get through I can't I can't I...
written by Warner Baxter One Knight Stand Productions all rights reserved

Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |
The December sun fought
to shine through the golden clouds
and reach the frozen trees
under a bright marigold sky;
even the evergreen shrubs
were covered with frost
as on those Autumn mornings.


No ducks were seen
swimming in the murky lake,
it needed them for some harmony;
an occasional gust shook
the firs drooping branches
by letting frost fall off 
and it fell like small icicles.


All the boats remained fastened to anchors,
no hurricane or storm could ever make them go astray;
summer's evenings were delightful
seeing them row along the lake's solitary banks...
I recall with melancholy the boater singing 
an allegretto song with his baritone voice.

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
Fresh snow & evergreen trees
Silent nights & a gentle breeze

This is the herald of Christmas

Sleigh rides & silver bells
Joyful greetings & fond farewells

This is the herald of Christmas

Red & Green on everything
Yuletide & carolers sing

This is the herald of Christmas

Sledding hills & snowball fights
Busy streets & glimmering lights

This is the herald of Christmas

Stockings hung & Santa Claus
Excited children all because...

This is the herald of Christmas!

Copyright © Carrie White | Year Posted 2015

Details | Imagism |
Last night I saw a dream-
I was in the midst of a brown gleam;
The spot was like a land of cream;
Lakes and ponds were full with it -upto the brim.

Beautiful blossoms were everywhere,
The fragrance were for everyone to share ,
The snow flakes seemed most fair,
It seemed that Nature has created them with great care.

Chocolate creams made up the seesaw,
There was cno one to guide me under law,
There was no signs of fears and flaws,
And there was a cream cat with snow white claws.

What a dream it was just like the beauty of a rose-
But all were shattered when the light of dawn fell on the tip of my nose.




Copyright © Sonnet Mondal World Poet | Year Posted 2008

Details | Prose Poetry |
The long never ending landscape of southern Alabama never runs cold. Today it decided to. The wind was at 
ease and all the snow flakes were about. The cold ground shuddered beneath me but I could tell it was a good 
kind of shiver. The snow fell down in a hurry yet it still took it's time swaying in the wind. All the snowflakes 
danceing around soon started a low tune far off on the wind. The band played a song that the world has been 
playing for centerys. One of love and peace. One that has no bounds or experation date. The song was cold 
enough to freeze the earth but here I stood warm as I basked in my happieness. The world seemed still as the 
orchestra played it's beautiful tune. The wind swirling and twirling as if it were a finely tuned violin. I couldn't 
bare to close my eyes for it was just to beautiful to look away from. As the wind picked up in it's gusts the 
snow felt ever so heavier and the skys begain to melt the love within the snow as all the snowflakes fell down 
as rain. "What a beautiful conversion" crossed my thaughts. The snowed over feild grew dreadfully quiet as the 
beautiful tune escaped into the wind. This was when I sudenly realized I was soaked and freezing. Almost killed 
me but I steped inside away from the Alabama snow. But I knew she'd come back for me.

Copyright © Cate Rock | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric |
 

Every Christmas, Santa Claus

Comes to every person’s house.

He sees all, and should know,

Because he cooks up Magic Snow!

This snow consists

Of love and friendship,

This snow is kindness,

It flies from sky’s ship.

And will be together

With the moon to light

All the world, and the weather 

Must be fine this night!

But in warm places,

where it never snows, 

Suddenly in this night

Magic flowers will grow.

And all will be full of love,

Sky will be happy and laugh

And will give to us fine stars’ show.

 

 

 

Copyright © Dina Televitskaya | Year Posted 2007

Details | Ballade |
there is snow falling all over the ground,
on trees, benches and even a childs head.
snow falls every winter you see,
it brings happyness to some people,
that like to be joyful and jolly.

Snow faling is a feeling for christmas,
 and gets us in the right spirit for the holidays.
snow is such a magical thingy,
and if u just don't believe,
then ask frosty - the snow man- lol

Copyright © Jessica Ehrhardt | Year Posted 2006

Details | Lyric |
Flying the recently of fell                                                                                               
snow in apiece
A crazy sigh seemly without
Of course—
So easily flying–so enjoying
Puller by wind
And come hell or high water
From the roofs or trees
And while the wind stopped
A clear an empty space
By effects remain.
Or while by any come-back 
The winter around
In sort or strongly strike—
Again, flying the snow 
Apiece, without of course—
Again flying the snow potted
Fill over streets—over roofs
Over the trees…
And may be snow-less indeed
The terrain.

                     





Copyright © CIRO TOLEDO | Year Posted 2006

Details | Lyric |
1.
The snow covers the earth

Already many, many days.

Magic snow garden is

Blossoming in Russia.

It is created from blizzards and birches,

It is pure and silent

late Evening. 

Dome of stars.

Somewhere the violin sings.

2.
It is snowing outside the window.

There are white houses,

white trees, and white city here.

Because suddenly,

someone has flapped with magic sleeves

or with great white wings,

and stars have blossomed in the sky.

They danced,

and snowy ships swam over Earth.

3.
Nobody. 

Only the snow flies and flies.

It lies on woods and fields like white lace.

The Earth is sleeping.

Trees are like an ice fairy tale.

They are silent and fine.

Above them is stillness, quietness, rest of stars.

In a pink window is the splash of wine

And clinking of goblets, 

And two snowflakes rush somewhere together.


Copyright © Dina Televitskaya | Year Posted 2007

Details | Acrostic |

Winter winds are blowing, and
ice-bound trees are pretty . . .
Now, descends the snow on this land,
the birds sing and flakes fall covering the city-
Even the pure white, 
rests upon my long raven hair . . . 

Stillness wraps me warm and bright,
on my walk in the town square-
Nothing is more beautiful to me, than
gathering snowflakes in my "mitty" . . . 

____________________________________
December 29, 2016

Acrostic 

For the contest, Winter Related Acrostic 



Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
It's cold out tonight, and there's no end in sight
to the snow and the cold and the way the wind blows
leave the fire side warm, lets make for the door
I smell chestnuts slow roasting, I hear people there toasting
the holiday season brings warm drinks for freezing
during meetings so pleasing and old friends so squeezing
the night sky is gleaming a snow flake is easing
its way down to me, in minds eye I'm seeing
years of the past, places we've massed
food stacks the tables, we tell ancient fables
passing lessons to kids, gathering giddy for gifts
family ties breaking, often bonds making
there's forecasts of snow from above, lets grab hat and find glove
sing songs of sleigh rides, lets say our goodbye
head toward pine trees so high, Christmas is nigh
It's cold out tonight, and there's no end in sight



Copyright © Bic Gi-Sa | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
she said the cold with out the snow 
is just stupid
and i always get down 
in the winter

i've seen the bad side of good
the good side of being down
and everyman seems to be his 
own god damn prisoner

some days are like tomorrow 
and mean nothing
i been known to lose it all 
sometimes i just calm it down
but it matters not what i do now

i'm searching for a feeling 
some what less than empty
something that feels like opium
after you breathe

i was once potent enough 
to wanna be left alone
now saturdays pester 
as if theoretically i'm gone

to tell the tale of a story untold 
winter sheers my patience pale
so i light a fire, exhale
watch my conscience 
pour mercury on a verse 

you see the trouble with the curve
is sometimes things seem worse 
than they actually are
hindsight i wanna feel like you feel 
like opium just after you breathe

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
A snow flake drops on an empty forest floor
For a moment the small *thud* echoes
Suddenly two more fall 
And that small *thud* 
The *thud* that started in echoes ended
And started in a beautiful winter song
And that song echoed through the trees and the forest
Then moments later ending its song in small repeating flurries
Singing, “Fallen snow, fallen snow, fallen snow shall come once more!”
Then finally one snow flake ends that song with a *thud*
A *thud* on an empty forest floor…

Copyright © Ciara Aiyana Ashley-Garn | Year Posted 2009

Details | I do not know? |
Out of the cold
It will snow
So let it snow
Time has given old
So let it go
In most cases
Summer brings warm charms
In the most common places
It brings heated alarms
Below the Bible belt
There is no cotton, only droughted farms
Out of the cold
It will snow
So let it snow
Time has given old
So let it go
Enduring our fall
It’s mostly whatever feelings
Autumn shall call
Icy roads
Hazardous situations for all
Before fireplaces, scarlet letters are wrote
For the most of our winter season
Reality seems to be the center of reason
Out of the cold
It will snow

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2007