Best Jack Frost Poems
Jack Frost adores nipping at our fingers, toes and nose.
Always dressed in white, he hides outside our homes
Creeping out in the dead of night
Keeping his icy wintery fingers busy
Frozen fronds of fern like ice white frost
Resplendently dress our windows and gardens.
Our surroundings are adorned by Mother Nature’s makeover.
Suddenly scintillating snow falls softly on the ground
Transforming our world into a winter wonderland
Contest: Jack Frost Acrostic
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
11~27~15
In the bitter cold I can see my breath,
As the snowflakes cool my hot cheeks,
Gently settling in my clothes and hair.
I am headed to the car with a cake.
There'll be a festive party tonight!
My boots glide into the powdery fluff;
And I wonder if it'll ever stop snowing!
The evening sun is setting so very red;
And I can hear the whistle of a bird.
The night will be filled with laughter;
And the evening has scarcely begun.
A white rabbit bounds past the trees;
In a flurry of movement and snow spray.
Drifts now seem to cover all the world.
Though I admired the scene only a moment,
My chocolate cake has been frosted, too!
Jack Frost may bite one's fingers, nose and toes
but he's an artist, as everyone knows
Decorating windows and hedgerows
adding glitz and glamour to winter's rose.
Jack Frost only appears in wintertime
inspiring poet's poetic rhythm and rhyme
Doesn't earn a penny, or even a dime
never changing, Jack is still in his prime.
Once, in my garden, Jack Frost did appear
made a bush look alike a chandelier
I'll not forget, the memory so dear
that lives on in my mind from year to year.
Jack Frost’s filigree is pure poetry
with that I expect most folk would agree.
Winter days grow short
Jack Frost enjoys making snow
Perfecting Christmas
Jack Frost laid his hand over the lands
trees now adorned with hoar frost gems
laughing in glee watched people slip
then slide helpless down the slopes.
Bitter cold from his fingers ran
turning the ground rock hard
as icicles grew so very long
the air so brittle it snapped.
Surveyed his domain unsatisfied
and pointed a slender finger
windows now became jammed
locks too now frozen solid.
Yet as the sun rose up high
Jack Frost's work became undone
and back into oblivion he slipped
knowing there was always next year.
Jack Frost came earlier this year,
After a long, warm, summer was over,
Coming with windblasts and frozen rain,
Keeping all of us running for cover.
Fall was not given her allotment of days
Reserved for her on the year's calendar.
Objections from her have been ignored.
Snow and ice are seen everywhere.
Tough Winter has grabbedl an unfair share.
Written November 29, 2015
J anuary's cold makes December feel like spring!
A lways wanting it to be warm, but left yearning
C ause the ice and snow in the beginning
K eeps me excited, but depression starts winning
F or winter although beautiful, is far too long
R eminders of summer a distant memory now
O nly Jack Frost is now on patrol
S lowly, oh so slowly he releases control
T hen the frozen wasteland, yields to spring again.
For Shadow Hamilton's Jack Frost contest.
December 03, 2015
Jack Frost etches glass with spirals of snow and ice,
A feathery pattern of crystalline cravings
Chiseled long into the night, with but a single
Kiss of winter’s icy cold breath to sustain him.
Frozen abstract swirls of intricate art, soon rise
Resplendent, bathed within dawn’s early morning light.
Opaque, with a mother-of-pearl sheen that glows, as
Shafts of sunlight melt and mold its shape into a
Translucent, shimmering, ever changing sculpture.
Written Nov. 27th , 2015 for “Acrostic: Jack Frost - Poetry Contest”.
The poem contains all of the mandatory words “ice, snow, winter, frozen, Jack”.
Jack Frost is a hoary mischievous fellow
A man with a penchant for autumn coloring,
Carrying buckets of paint: red, brown and yellow,
Killing crops and late-blooming flowers with a zing!
Frozen toes and noses are Jack’s big delight.
Racing through towns and fields, he leaves us winter frost.
Once you have met him, you will not forget his bite!
Snow, sleet and ice he brings before the night is lost.
Then you awake to see his art in morn’s first light.
Written 12/3/2015
For the "Acrostic: Jack Frost" contest of Shadow Hamilton
Jack Frost handiwork
dabs Vasoline for daybreak....
opaque swirl windshield
JACK FROST
January crushed the life of all
Angrily encased winter in the silence of ice,
Caustic cold burning the surface of the lake,
Knifing winds severing the threads of sunshine.
Frozen - in the moments of their hesitation
Ragtag groups of flaked snow mold themselves
Onto the shivering frames of twisted trees,
Silvery statues glistening in the blue moonlight
Traced by the fingers of the artistic Jack Frost.
11/26/2015
submitted to – Acrostic : Jack Frost – Poetry contest
sponsor – Shadow Hamilton
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Jack Frost on mountain
Overlooking hollows hills
Sun_Jack disappears
June is a month of needed vacation for me
Acapulco, Mexico is where I've come to be
Cantina's, tacos, no ice in my margaritas
Karaoke bars and lots of sweet senoritas
Far away from those frigid winters of snow
Relaxing on a beach, then back to work I go
Old Jack knows how to have a lil' bit of fun
See you later. I'm gonna soak up some sun
Tequila! Another margarita-this one frozen
November 27th 2015
Jack Frost Acrostic Contest
Sposor: Shadow Hamilton
Jack Frost, power over ice and snow
Appearing like a sinister mischief maker
Cold winter frosty, fern-like patterns you make on our close windows
Kissing the earth with your bitter brrr cold frolic, making our teeth chatter
Frost, ice, and snow you stir to life as your music is
Responsible for the shivers your frosty weather brings with each dance step you take
Obliging us with your artistic talent painting foliage red, yellow, brown, and orange
Sculpturing a dazzling, frozen, seductive wonderland of snow
Tantalizing us to retire around the radiant amber, warm crackling fire
11/27/2015
Poetry Contest Acrostic: Jack Frost
Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
Jealous winter covers the fall leaves below
All the Elm trees frozen fast beneath snow
Calmly Jack presses his nose on the pane
Keeping composure Jack shall remain sane
Forever frozen are his tears bound within
Remembering the winter they lived in sin
If only her heart melted like snow
Shutting out winter she'd suddenly know
Two hearts freed from the ice below