Best Snowman Poems
THE BLACK
SATIN HAT
SAT TIGHT
ON THE YOUNG MANS BALD
HEAD. HIS
EYES BLACK AS
NIGHT STARED INTO
NOTHINGNESS. IN
FRONT OF HIM
WERE 3
PATHS WHERE THE
CHILDREN HAD ROLLED
THREE BALLS OF SNOW MUCH EALIER THAT VERY DAY.
PATCHES OF GREEN GRASS
STUCK THROUGH PACKED
FREEZING SNOW.
IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS FACE
A CROOKED CARROT POINTED TOWARD
THE HOUSE WHERE CHILDREN SAT LOOKING
OUT THEIR WINDOW AT THEIR NEW FOUND
FRIEND. HIS BUTTON MOUTH SHAPED FOR
HIM TO LOOK HAPPY SEEMED TO SMILE
AT THEM AS THEY STARTED TO BLOW
KISSES AT THEIR WONDERFUL
NEW SNOWMAN.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.27.2014
He scooped and he packed
He rolled me good and round,
When all was done, I stood there
Only three feet off the ground
I had wondered why...
Why did this teenage boy,
Build me up this way
No bigger than a toy?
No bigger than his dog
In fact, we saw eye to eye,
I looked around for answers
And still I wondered why?
Then I came face to face
With an answer that was clear,
When the boy in the wheelchair
Slowly came rolling near
With his teenage brother
Lending him a helping hand,
He placed a smile upon my face
A smile so wide and grand
My eyes, two big buttons
From Grandma's sewing kit,
My scarf, one of their Dad's
Was striped and hand knit
From their Mom's kitchen came
My nose, a long gnarled carrot,
My arms, two maple limbs
From the family's tree I did inherit
My heart, warmed by the boy
The boy who could not walk,
His eyes laughed when he saw me
Though he could not even talk
No prouder stood a snowman
That towered, oh so tall,
Than me, the littlest snowman
The proudest one of all.
There once was a snowman named Pipes
who liked breaking stereotypes.
He once wore a Toga
and in it did Yoga -
Hysterical folk needed wipes.
The children there stood upside down
for pleasure, and Pipes hid a frown.
“They laugh at my shape -
I’ll make them all gape
at how I amaze all the town.”
~After managing a headstand!~
Against him all kids held a grudge.
Pipes said, drinking hot chocolate fudge,
“for greater good I’ll
stay here for a while -
should teach you to think twice, not judge!”
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31/12/2017
SOMEONE STOLE MY SNOWMAN
Someone stole my snowman, I only made it yesterday
A carrot nose and coal for eyes in the traditional snowman way
The thieves were pretty clever; they left his hat and scarf behind
They also left his carrot nose so he’ll be right and hard to find
When I realized this morning, that my snowman wasn’t there
I thought I must investigate, this rather sad affair
But there were no clues that I could see, just a soggy scarf and hat
And a little patch of yellow snow, but I’m sure the dog did that
That smiley, chubby snowman, was built by my own hand
A little bit of snowy art, in a winter wonderland
My hands and feet were freezing, as I made this masterpiece
But my snowman seems to be no more, he is in fact diseased
I have to face reality, my snowman’s gone away
Maybe he was magic, and he’ll return again someday
I stare out at the winter sun, as the snow melts on my lawn
And I sit and wonder to myself, where has my snowman gone
The Abominable Snowman and The Yeti
Geezus ! what was that !
I saw something outside my cave
And there the footprints leading away
Across the white waste lands of snow
They look kinda big
For it to be me walking in my dreams
And why would I be out anyway
Its so flippin’ cold
Was that the wind I heard moan
Sounded eerie
Kinda creepy
Geezus Christ maybe I am not alone !
Crunching, crunching soft and quiet
I can hear something stealthy
Its coming close
Sniffing and snorting
Maybe it found my pee in the snow
Oh god no !
Quiet ! Shhhhhh I didn’t mean to say Quiet ! quite so loudly
Quiet…………
Maybe it will go away
And I’ll live to see another day
But what’s that !
Has it found my home
I thought this entire mountain was my own
Its coming in !
Oh my God it looks like me
All white and fur and burly
It seems a little cautious though
Hello…. What does it mean Hello !
Hello dinner ! ? I have to wonder
But it has found me
What ever it maybe
Then it said “Hello I am a Yeti”
Yeti…? I think my father told me about Yeti
Strange creatures and oh so solitary
It said quite softly and kinda sweetly
“May I come in if I can?
Its kinda cold out there in the snow all alone”
Now I see it
Its not quite as big as I thought it was
Kinda cute and white a furry
Hmmmm… looks kinda sexy really
So I reached out my hand and said “come on in”
Introduced myself
“Hi, I’m the Abominable Snowman”
She said with a sigh “yes I know”
………. ? ¿ ? ¿
Snowman stands in all his splendor
Perfectly made of three snow globes
Proud of his coal eyes and carrot nose
Large colored marbles for mouth and smile
Hardy twigs at his side for arms
Glancing down he’s quite content
He was made anatomically correct
Classically covered by a large fig leaf
a noseless snowman. . . .
the crow nearby
pecks at a carrot
for Brian Strand's '2 or 3 LINE POEM any form,any theme' Poetry Contest
the melting snow makes me feel silly
my carrot nose is now my willy
children laugh think its fun
hat is covering my bum
next thing they'll be calling me Milly
penned 3/1/20!8
There are twenty four days
left to Christmas and already
small children dream of toys;
isn't there a better way
for them to forget the cold
and see some magic unfold?
Skinny Willy has built a snowman,
he's getting ready for a winter's tan;
his cheeks are turning red like strawberries,
but funny is his belly stuffed with jellybeans
and California sweet cherries...
he has shaken many trees!
He and Santa make a perfect pair,
munching on a delicious eclair;
oh, laugh skinny Willy: beware of naughty Billy...
he will knock down your snowman so quickly!
Skinny Willy has built a snowman
with a grim face and a funny chin;
all he wants is fast Christmas music and eat
mom's ginger cookies while swinging his long feet!
Written on 12/1/ 2016
I saw the cutest snowman
with his happy icy heart
perfectly fat
and tipping his hat
with one candles light to impart
No question his hat was of magic
and the fur of his trimmed coat was fine
but the smile he wore
you can’t help but adore
and the art of the moment refined
Kinkade was always a favorite
being known as the painter of light
so the art on his coat
and the scarf round his throat
were truly a beautiful sight
Then I saw it was a series
and plays 8 different Christmas songs
I thought this is the one
where I’d say I’d begun
to really let go of the wrongs
For me he’ll be hopes for the future
instead of warm memories of old
my memories of that
have deflated to flat
most are just frigid and cold
But just like this icy snowman
adorned in his beautiful art
I think that it’s time
for this cold heart of mine
to make a more meaningful start
I feel just like this snowman
to say as much is true
so I’m going to start
to wear my art
and proudly show it to you
I’ll still be cold and frigid
since I’m only made of snow
but my art is the part
of my icy cold heart
that sometimes makes me glow
One cold and frosty night a snowman looked up at the moon and sang,
Oh, moon! Oh, moon, Oh beauteous moon
What a beautiful moon you are, you are,
What a beautiful moon you are.
Will you sing me a song that is neither short nor long?
The shining moon looked down at the snowman and replied,
Oh, snowman! Oh snowman!
What a tuneful snowman you are, you are,
What a harmonious snowman you are
But I cannot sing you a song,
Neither short nor long;
I am made of green cheese,
And when I sing I sneeze,
But I will give you a succulent roast
And quince jelly on toast,
If you will sing me your song
Neither short nor long,
In your melodious voice
To a tune of your choice
Though you sing from afar, afar,
Though you sing from a distance afar.
But the snowman sang to the moon,
Oh, moon! Oh, moon!
Oh, generous moon,
What a bountiful moon you are, you are,
What a bountiful moon you are.
But on this frosty night
It is really not right
To sing you a song,
Neither short nor long.
There is ice on my nose
And snow on my toes
And this terrible shivering
Is affecting my singing,
No, I cannot sing you a song
From afar, afar,
No, I cannot sing from a distance afar.
12/16/18
So to look up girls’ skirts, Snowman Ted
turned himself upside down on his head.
But he ought to be told
since the weather is cold,
girls wear boots and long trousers instead!
Dec. 24, 2017 For Eve Roper's 'Upside Down World - Limericks Only' Poetry Contest
Snow
floats down
silently
covering earth
in a white blanket.
Children whoop with delight
dashing to make a snowman,
with a carrot nose and coal eyes.
Suddenly snowflakes swirl so thickly
they give him a scarf to keep out the cold!
Their snowman stands guard in the white garden
Until the sun appears and warms earth.
Slowly, so slowly the snow melts -
poor snowman, his ‘eyes’ fall out
and his nose is dislodged.
The children are sad,
they wave goodbye
to their old
melting
friend
Double Etheree – syllable count 110
Contest: Snow
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
11~15~15
I love bright outside Christmas sights,
especially colorful lights
on evergreen trees
that sway in the breeze
and snowmen on clear, wintry nights.
I just witnessed something quite strange,
a snowman so wrongly arranged.
He stood on his head.
I guffawed and said,
“Your butt’s in the air. Quite a change!”
Then to my surprise, Snowman spoke:
"You think my existence a joke?
I’m planning to run
for office—such fun!”
I thought I was having a stroke.
He boasted, “I’ve got a good chance
of doing that victory dance.
My stance draws a crowd;
I’m bold, loud, and proud.
I’m getting much more than a glance!
My butt you see up in the air,
in plain view and totally bare,
is where my thoughts form,
though that’s not the norm.
My head’s not why folks stop and stare!”
This weird snowman should make the news,
but I heard no journalists’ views
on what I’d just seen,
but what I did glean
was proof that some folks have the blues.
They’re saying some leaders don’t lead
consistently. So many plead
for those who won’t show
their butts, those who know
each vow must be sealed with a deed.
Date Written: December 23, 2017
Contest Title: Upside Down World
Sponsor: Eve Roper
I awoke this morning to find a foot and half of snow all around covering the ground. I
quickly got dressed wearing several layers of clothes. Plus a winter mask to protect my ears
and nose. Snow equals very cold weather. I thought about you, wishing you were here with
me - us together. Yes us together to act silly in this snow so white, and to run from each
other having a snow ball fight. I made sure I grabbed my I-phone and then slipped my
gloves on.
So bright was the pure white snow. I'm just glad the wind didn't blow. I was ready to
begin. I would keep my promise to Charma and build her a snowman.
First you start with a single snowball. The size of a big softball. Not too small. Then
you place it on the ground rolling it around; rolling it end over end. I was determined to
build this snowman for my friend. Round and around on the ground, bigger picking up more
and more snow. Building snowmen you can never out grow. Bigger and bigger it gets until it
is as round and high as a tree. Three giant snowballs for his body you have to admire. I
stacked his giant round snowballs on top of the other which were quite heavy. I managed by
myself which wasn't easy.
Your snowman wasn't complete. I wanted to make him so real like he had a "heart
beat." I went around to my back yard to find a fallen tree limb. I had to have arms for him!
After I put both stick-arms on either side; I returned back inside because there were other
things that must be applied.
Continued in Pt 2
Note: Here's Pt 1 of your snowman poem Charma:)