Winter Sijo Poems | Examples
These Winter Sijo poems are examples of Sijo poems about Winter. These are the best examples of Sijo Winter poems written by international poets.
In the evening quiet hours silence speaks loudly of her
while outside the stars forget to twinkle and the moon hides its face
until morning sun brightens day and sparkles on dewdrops.
He recalls her laughter when spring flowers begin to bloom
each one chosen carefully as if she knew they would long outlast
her temporary stay with him upon this hallowed earth.
There are thorns on the summer roses that are quick to prick
the unwary garden wanderer as he selects the perfect
bloom for lost love now sleeping beneath a marble marker.
Winter arrives quite suddenly with icy cold despair
and wind whipping drafts against the lonely cabin once built for her
his rose of youth long dead and gone he lays his head to rest.
Loving the comfort and warmth of my long green winter coat.
Smoking what I am wishing would just be my last cigarette smoke.
Realizing I no longer have anything to sugarcoat.
Smoking all while it is heavily but gently snowing.
Smiling through thoughts that are so saddening and so unraveling.
Staying strong as usual through all of what is separating.
Harmony flows, the season can carry beauty and grace
Reminds, nothing is coincidence or insignificant specks
when winters snowflake pearls will decorate the foliage
Winter’s Womb 1-18-24 45 Syllables
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Winter’s Womb
In the temple of winter’s womb pearls of crystal plant snowflowers
Swaddled in thick quilts of snow in sacred silence nature swells
Frosty plumes birth from wild whirlwinds, in crystalline rhythmic rimes.
Furiously the flurries fly. Attached to wall, me on phone.
My Dad makes tracks, and I wonder at the dashing of snow that cools
Mindless chatter. Aspiring flames leap from chimney, as wind moans.
The cold winter suffocates the world with its icy breath
dark petroleum horizon, trembling bodies - chattering teeth
Sparkling snow crystals have yielded silver, nothing was spared
In 2023, my energy started to wane fast
Putting up peas, butterbeans and peppers for a long winter
In 2024, the bluebirds came back, giving me hope
Seeing a bluebird or bluebirds has meaning, you can look it up.
She has yet to hear the screaming, this new child of my child;
the news of angry wars, pumped out, merely ambient background.
Too soon, tablet in hand, she will search, see, and wonder: why?
"as I get older I realize that the best
Christmas gifts are found in the heart"
Quote - Unknown
the day is cold but I want to go out Christmas shopping
will freeze at the bus stop but could dress warm- the stores will be crowded . . .
instead, fireplace flickers as I sip my hot chocolate
The robin sits inside an icy cauldron on cold stark metal.
Hiding from the brutal northwestern winds and pounding sleet
Quietly freezing to death in this cold tomb, feeling warmth at the end.
Leaves dancing down the winter wind boulevard come to rest on white covers.
Time for a nap; a long rest for un-raked crisps; food for spring babes.
Nature’s re-birthing is always a hungry one.
As a kid, I prayed for snow days; They were the greatest things.
Slip-sliding, icy rides; sledding on carpet of snow; sheer ecstasy.
I loved snow days but, back then we had very few.
Winter dreams, in deepest sleep, bring images in colors bold.
Stories built, as I sleep find their way into my poetry and art.
Creativity’s winters side effect; muse screams and wakes me.
Dear Santa please bring me good news from all the world; that peace will be the future.
Bring everyone contentment, love and good health too.
In short, obliterate the horrors, in the world today; thank you.