Winter Acrostic Poems | Examples
These Winter Acrostic poems are examples of Acrostic poems about Winter. These are the best examples of Acrostic Winter poems written by international poets.
Clocks tick, whispering the echoes of time.
One winter follows another
Urging us to take the
Reins and address our longing, fighting
Against all odds however black the clouds.
Grit the fear of icy patches
Engage with the here and now.
whispering ice-lit night turns ever so radiant
air in its blue glow settles into quiet depth
the land rises like an ornate palace of frost
pillars of ice lifting themselves into a silvery chamber
the air glows with cold resonance, a breath-built hall
a quiet cathedral of frost gathers around the traveler
balanced limbs, delicate icicles — a tree hushed in spirit
leaning toward the sojourner with a soft crystalline voice
its presence near, carved by winter’s hand
asking what deep truth the traveler is ready to see
Whispers in a january evening
Infringe upon the sullen silence.
Nature doles its peaceful sleep.
Tranquility come along bearing gifts
Enticed by embers scattered across the sky,
Radiant rebels in the night.
Modestly a moonstone hangs above the horizon,
Ovation worthy though she be.
Oceans sway to her command,
Nuptials possibly in the cards.
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R-ich cream, served in a shallow crystal bowl
A- delicious taste for the fervent soul
S-oft, spongy, soaked in sweetened milk quite cold
M-eant for special occasions and for all
A-lmonds strewn thin and spread like winter rain
L-ight cardamom that pleases on the tongue
A-ll stress and strains fade to ease body`s pain
I-ts every bite is like a soothing song.
Tonight my tummy will smile,
Over my tongue it will go.
May I have more?
Another bowl for me.
Two will fill me up,
On this winter's night.
Soup warms me up on a cold night,
Or on a rainy day.
Under my soup the crackers dive,
Pretending to hide from me.
Soothing hot tea and decadent cookies
Not healthy but a yummy winter snack
Only looking from window as I eat
Watching cars make snowy tracks
Even the animals avoid the cold
Desperate to stay away from snow
I hope you are warm and happy
Now that Jack Frost is laughing
Came the wind
On the mountain
Leaves started falling
Off branches
Red orange butterflies
Sailing on wings
Of wind
Fluttering specks
Falling on mother’s lap
Asleep for the
Long
Long winter
Warm winter winds wave palm fronds in the air;
Ah yes, but cold my heart you are not here;
Rain rather snow upon my forehead bare,
More warm it is, when you are with me, dear.
Delightful music fills the air
Evergreens dressed in holiday tinsel
Christmas is around the corner
Everyone is busier than ever
Multitude of things to do
Baritones and sopranos sing familiar carols
Eating yule log and cookies is encouraged
Reaching for eggnog and mistletoe that's hung
Sliding down the sky a frosty scene
Liquid ice frozen on licorice street
Every drop dancing falling so free
Engaging my tires as I’m driving
Terror and delight as I’m sliding
While the sky weeps drops of woe
Every child of nature seeks to stow
Layers of warmth against the coming cold,
Children listen to tales told of long ago
Of journeys bold on ships like pearls,
Majestic winds in sails unfurled,
Engulfed with hope of promised gold.
Now winds of cold strip leaves of gold,
Odiously pulling lives from summer ease,
Venom’s cold from mountain tops to seize
Every creature comfort from the sun,
Mayhap you can try to run
Beneath short cold days and long cold nights,
Even huddle in the fire’s light,
Ravenous cold still creeps through holes.
Finally it has arrived,
In spite of my imprecations
Right on time, precisely,
Same as every year and the next,
To start the accursed descent~
Damned cold weather
Arriving in time to nature's clock,
Yet the sun still shines.
Oddly the stars stay bright,
Far off in pristine beauty~
Aught they not weep with me
Under winter moon's cold light?
Too many nights will pass
Until spring's right equinox,
Marking the world with promise
No more cold weather!
Rustling winds
always precede a winter storm.
Ice, as sleet, comes next,
Never fails.
Relaxing, Sitting in my rocking chair-
my big Umbrella shading wind and sun,
beside this Mirrored lake without a care
for Me means summer joy has now begun.
As ducklings Ease their path below the tree,
the wind chimes Ring a chant which settles me.
I close my eyes to feel The peaceful bliss-
while frigid chills of winter, I dismiss.
For Me, this season of the year is prime;
so thankful for Earth's days of Summertime.
Winter has a captivating beauty for me
In my snowy world all is still and surreal
Nothing is as restful as exquisite pristine snow
Today graceful, fragile, flakes are falling
Every step is pure white as I walk in the cold
Reveries of winter birds saturate the air