Winter Shape Poems | Examples
These Winter Shape poems are examples of Shape poems about Winter. These are the best examples of Shape Winter poems written by international poets.
Haven’t you heard
Didn’t they caution
I make haters
Why they exist
Why they envy
Didn’t you smell
their burning flesh
Did they not warn you tread lightly
This place was a shelter
where they sought me
hoping for my warmth
I turned it to winter
encased fake words
froze vacant minds
Emanating ability
scorching paths
Ignorant ashes
melted in heat
Not warmth
was found
but fire
As the
sun
am
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metaphor, slam,
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the
star's gone
from the top
of the Christmas
tree, the lights down too
tinsel packed securely
will winter bring on the blues
remember the joy of the gifts
the delight in each of the children's eyes
so, the tree must be packed up this cold day
memories stored away, a few snapshots, too
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passes
fa d e d
a w a y
g o n e
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feelings, seasons,
There’s fire in those eyes
Flames flicker from finger tips
Her voice is forged from thunder
She has such shapely hips
She’s not quick to anger
Still you do not want her scorn
Her’s is the soul of a warrior
Heaven sent not mortal born
She is the thing of legends
Impossible to understand
With subtle smile upon her lips
The sky she does command
You may call her nature
A mother to us all
Winter spring and summer
multicoloured in the fall.
Stare upon her beauty
Suckle at her breast
God’s offering from the heavens
Is she a curse or are we blessed?
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shape, anger, blessing, body, humanity,
The
Pyramid
Of purple topped
Turnips takes me instantly
Into the memory of lifetime past
In which a brutal winter's cold caused
Such scarcity that purple-topped turnips were
All the children had to eat for breakfast lunch dinner.
Father cursed, Mother wept, Sister died, but the turnip winter showed no sympathy; nature does not care about men, war, or famine.
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world war i,
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The
flock of
Canada geese
fly south
to winter
they tire
argue squawk
disagree how
nice it
would be
if they
could stop
rest eat
sleep then
move onward
in their
jour- ney
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from brimful cup I drink in bed
the piping hot reviving brew I
Darjeeling tea in cold winter h
morning gives me heavenly o
pleasure peps up joyfully d l
my sleepy listless spirit
cup of golden tea
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drink,
William.Soutar ' WINTRY WEATHER '
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poems, winter,
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I
am
a tree
growing wild
in a rambling forest.
Each day I reach my arms
for the sky and feel the sun,
the rain and the snow fall on me.
On my branches birds have made nests,
and sweet little birds chirp for a meal, please!
Butterflies come to rest in the shade of my leaves,
and I hear a rippling stream flowing in the distance.
In the winter I go to sleep and dream of bees buzzing.
of the rainbow flowers that will grow all around me in Spring.
I wait
quiet
in the
forest
I am a tree, strong and weak, I have lived a hundred years in this forest,
and have many stories to tell, if you listen. Press your ear on my trunk,
you can hear my heart beating. I have a soul, if you cut me down I bleed.
I pray that I will live a hundred more years- in this wild forest, unknown.
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how i feel,
Peter Morgan ' WINTER VISITOR'
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poems, winter,
Charles Mair ' WINTER'
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poems, winter,
Categories:
winter,
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winter
icy, dreary
slipping, freezing, biting
frost, blizzard, warm, sunshine
illuminating, awakening, resurrecting, flying
spring
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n
kites fly
i
n
gentle breezes
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the wind
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f
u
n
Written: 03/07/2023
Categories:
art,
Glistening brightly edges
Diamond like crystals
Tiny cubic shape
Freezed Ice cubes..
Categories:
shape, art, autumn, cool, drink,
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There
is a kind of magic
I can feel it in the air
A sprinkling ~ A sparkling
A shimmering feeling everywhere
Of joyous anticipation a time for celebration
Though my wish indeed ‘tis for our World in need
******Of human love and kindness******
***A child was born give thanks above***
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Step back a while and breathe
For love is all we really need
Written 4th December 2021
Premier Contest 'Winter Wishes '
Sponsor Chantelle Anne Cooke
6th PLACE
Contest A STRAND (1045)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Categories:
appreciation, birth, blessing, celebration,
She moves in undulating beauty, a figure of mystery
who fully embodies and embraces her surroundings.
She cradles her arms around the earth like a tender mother
and fills deep oceans like a life giving womb.
Her fluid lines are as changing and malleable as the seasons
smooth and silky as a placid lake in summer
lazy and languid as a meandering river in autumn
choppy and volatile as a torrential flood in winter
laughing and spritely as a flowing fountain in spring.
She can be unpredictable and freeze into icicles
can break the will of the most hardened soul
or soften and melt into a fresh spring of happiness.
She is never silent, for her currents run deep
she knows no boundaries, for she is boundless.
Her liquid art is as unrestrained as the rains
endless clouds form and bear witness to her.
She is translucent and at times elusive
she can never be fully grasped
for she is the shape of water.
6/13/2021
Categories:
shape, beauty, water,