Best Song Snow Poems
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Cold, ice, the grey sky.
Wind chases snowflakes violently.
«Why do you lower the curtains In your room?
Are you afraid of somebody?»
«I am afraid of Snow Queen,
who has kidnapped a small boy named Kay!
Suddenly she will glance In my window also!»
«You must not be afraid!
She not malicious, she is unfortunate.
I think, that Mister Andersen was mistaken,
when he saw her once in his window,
and he wrote her history.
But I know that, ever long ago, Snow Queen
was one of three sisters, the Snow fairies.
She was curious, she liked to travel.
One day she flew to distant Russia.
There Snow Queen, so young, fell in love
with a handsome man, the stalwart Frost.
Three daughters, the Snow Maidens, were born to them.
How happy the Snow fairy was with her family!
But once, when Frost was not at home,
malicious North Wind stole the beautiful fairy.
She did not want to be his wife and resisted him!
Then North Wind erased almost all her memories
and sent her to the country of Eternal Cold.
Then she became Snow Queen.
But two daughters remained
in the small bit of her memory,
which she stored in her heart.
Always sad, Snow Queen
flies to various countries.
She looks into windows of houses
And she hopes to see her dear girls.