Best Winter Wonderland Poems
~ My favorite Thanksgiving memory was, quite simply, a walk at my grandparents house - I'll never forget how nature spoke to me that day about what is truly important, what I'm most thankful for. ~
The snowflakes cling so softly to my eyes
Each one a sparkling gem of frosted lace
Their fluttered flights like silver butterflies
Released by heaven in uncommon grace
To melt upon my lashes, warm, and trace
Their damp demise as rills upon my face
I wind my way thru swaying evergreen
That dip their limbs to bow a silent plea
Like Currier and Ives, they paint a scene
Of lofty grand cathedrals, soaring free
A vault of stars to crown each regal tree
While high above an owl questions me
I wonder if, like me, he haunts the night
Divining purpose deep within the wood
So grateful for the gifts within his sight
And all that heaven brings us that is good
In that, we forge a blessed brotherhood
Content to cherish living, as we should
Thanksgiving weaves the frigid winds at hand
To bring us both this winter wonderland.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Thanksgiving Memory" Poetry Contest, Regina Riddle, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Winter Wonderland" Poetry Contest, Emile Pinet, Judge & Sponsor.
~ This is an "Urban Sonnet", a form created by Laura Loo, a poet here at Poetry Soup. ~
The fruit smoothie spun on the smoothie machine,
as I looked out the window at large snowflakes falling to the ground
I watched, as I was led into a peaceful trance
No thoughts to weigh me down, a light moment lifting my heart
Later, I went outside where the snow had turned to small flakes
They were like tiny pebbles bouncing on the grass
- A winter wonderland in spring -
Heidi Sands
4/8/25
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Poem of the day 4/9/25
Snow flurries are swirling faster and faster,
soon a blanket of white covers the ground,
Robin redbreast pecks at the cotoneaster -
where bright red berries still can be found.
Filigree snowflakes fall without any sound
Winter quintain , Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Francine Roberts
12/20/21
Freshly fallen snow... a carpet of white
Blinding pure covering... satin on fields
Under crystal stars bright in clear moonlight
Blowing snow gathers into drifts and yields
Scattering of dreams that faithfully wields
Layers of hope which conformity shields
Majestic wonderland... a winter scene
Captures a powerful wondrous glory
Mother Nature's creation of serene
Sublime introspection... the true story
Clarity maps out new territory
A magical moment... transitory
A full moon's winter wonderland glistens
A natural enchantment sky to sea
The beautiful stillness clearly listens
To limitless space that's frozen yet free
Subtle activity appears the key
This perfect picture is not just for me
Winter wonderland... unforgettable
Awe-inspiring... simply incredible
Soft she slips into the wood,
Garlanding brush and branches,
Spreading out her lovely cloak,
To cover posts and fences.
Now she drifts into the yard,
Making all things bright,
Swathing each and every thing,
In a mantle of pure white.
The roses in my garden,
Will sleep through Winter's night,
Beneath their mantle made of snow,
Hidden from my sight.
Winter's queen is lovely,
And wonderful to see,
Sparkling in the moonlight,
She smiles and beckons me.
Come walk with me in moonlight.
Come dance beneath the stars.
Laugh as snow flakes kiss your face.
This moment now is ours.
The season decorated in dazzling white
Her Pale moon drifting high into the night
Sailing over powdered dreams
Of fields ,forests and frozen streams
Shooting frozen puffs of breath and steam
Gliding along a fantasy world of winter scenes
Scintillating snow whispering” here comes the queen”
Mother nature stalks her land of winter dreams
I woke up early one cold winter's morn; *
A ray of light had roused me from my sleep,
And gazing at the rose-pink blush of dawn
My eyes excitedly began to sweep
Across the frosted landscape to the deep
Soft bed of snow on fields and hillside steep.
The world had been transformed beyond compare.
A pristine blanket clothed the frozen ground.
As sunlight filtered through the frosty air
Such dazzling brightness shimmered all around.
Soft flurries of light snow fell without sound
And silhouettes with crystal glace were crowned.
A child-like joy embraced my ageing heart
To see this winter wonderland unfold.
A spectacle of such majestic art
Its silver sheen more dazzling still than gold.
A stunning transformation to behold
Of origin divine and imprint bold.
And though now frail, come morning light I planned
To take a little walk through virgin land.
*(Please note that in British English, ‘morn’ and ‘dawn’ are a perfect rhyme)
26/12/18
'Winter wonderland poetry contest' : Sponsor :Émile Pinet
'Winter Wonders Within Nature Poetry Contest'
Sponsor:M. L. Kiser
Nearby are we to a beautiful lake,
the deepest one in the whole USA.
A trek to its rim we’re ready to take
on this wonderful snowy winter’s day.
Wearing our snowshoes, by sunlight’s first ray,
we go round Rim Drive; we’re well on our way!
At Windy Ridge, we can feel a light breeze
as we breathe in the air so crisp and clean.
Then onward we go, surrounded by trees.
This winter wonderland glistens – pristine,
and being a part of this perfect scene,
we cannot help feeling simply serene.
Beyond us on the horizon we see
the ridges of mountains outlined in blue.
White frosting adorns each tree prettily
when the best part of all comes into view!
It matches the sky’s most beautiful hue.
To gaze at this lake is all we can do!
A rose dusk turns into a sapphire night.
We camp underneath the brilliant starlight.
Dec. 29, 2018 for the Winter Wonderland Contest
and for Eve Roper's Sleeping Volcano Poetry Contest;
the Crater Lake was my inspiration.
A shimmering sun sends a gliding ray:
to illuminate Dawn's Halo of light.
And golden beams polish the dullest day,
dissolving dark shadows imposed by Night.
But shadows can't appease Sol's appetite,
as He rises to consume Night outright.
Icicles sparkle, and snowflakes glisten
as sunlight puts Winter's white on display.
And Sol's silence compels you to listen
for the faintest sounds that awaken Day.
Freezing temps force children indoors to play:
making snowmen out of paper-mâché.
Snowflakes bend branches of evergreen trees,
and the air feels frigid, sterile, and clean.
You can walk on water when rivers freeze,
while white overshadows everything green.
And Sol sparkles like a crystal citrine,
imbuing the scene with a golden sheen.
Mother Nature carved Winter's wonderland,
and like Spring, Summer, and Autumn, it's grand.
It began on a January day
as the trees coated in lily white snow
forgot summer and all its precious sway
Lost in a dream of frosty sparkle glow
my winter wonderland revived in toe
while I pressed my nose against the window;
I inhaled the silver blue of Godly ray
and watched the snowflakes falling to the ground
without making a sound. Paving the way
for the rose, and the pine, and the hound,
my heart was planted for a winter's found
with stardust hope from God's colossal bound
It brought forth memories of my family tree
the smiles and laughter shared in Montreal
back when I was small, sitting on dad's knee
I truly felt so loved, and very tall
Frosted silver bells, eyes that saw it all
winters came winters went, I heard the call
so I moved away. Though I don't know why,
I love it when it snows, its such a high.
December 12, 2018
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Contest: Winter Wonderland
White is the landscape as far as I can see.
Ice is the brook that is in close proximity.
Nights are much longer than the days.
Toward the south is the bird that no longer stays.
Everyone is aware of the time of the season.
Roosting is indoors, and the cold is the reason.
Winter is here, whether you like it or not.
On it being cold until March, bet everything you’ve got.
Not much going on outside until the warmth arrives.
Dwelling near the heater is how we will live our lives.
Even the animals know better than to go out in the cold.
Running outside? You have to be very bold.
Lazy me. I will spend much of my time in bed.
All the cabin fever can easily mess up my head.
Nothing to do? Honey, I say we have it made.
Dear, get closer to me. I’m in the mood to get laid.
For Francine's Holiday Acrostic Challenge
A bountiful bevy of beautiful birds flew by
Their soft and shining silhouettes eliciting a sigh
They dipped and dove and drew pictures in the air
That delightful , dazzling, December day so fair
The snow so softly settling on the sated ground
Cheeky, chattering, calling birds the only sound
Silvery shards of sunlight on the frozen lake
A perfect picture, now pleasured breathes I take
Nature can naturally nurture and nurse our soul
When hackneyed, harried days have taken their toll
For the Alliteration , Consonance, Assonance contest
Snuggled and hunkered down in winter clothes
Nestled warm in a winter wonderland
Only parts in sight are their eyes and nose
Wee ones out to play who can barely stand
The world has changed, everything covered in white,
reflecting every beam of sunlight.
What lies beneath is for now sleeping tight.
Winter brings back old childhood memories.
The whole world turned into a giant playground.
Red cheeks, frozen fingers and sleds and skis,
and igloos where we could never be found.
The cold, howling wind was the only sound,
as we rolled a big snowball round and round.
Thin clouds dancing over a blue canvas,
We have just started a wild snowball fight,
No one was ever happier than us,
Those times were just so wonderful and right.
Mom is calling us now to get inside.
The sun is sending its very last light.
When the snow goes the memories remain.
Next winter we will do it all again.
Frozen wonder scene
Snow dusted trees evergreen
Icy blue mountains