Whispers of the Frozen Realm In winter’s silent hold,Where silence blankets the earth,Lies a world, still and serene,A canvas of ice, cold birth.Crystals hang like chandeliers,Glimmering in the moon’s soft light,Each a murmur from the frozen realm,Dancing through the heart of night.Beneath the ice, shadows play,Secrets of the deep, untold,A kingdom silent, hidden away,In winter’s…
In ancient tales, so bold and old,Lies a quest for fleece of gold.A prize so grand, in distant lands,Sought by heroes, in brave bands.Through seas they roamed, with courage bright,Chasing dawn, through darkest night.For golden fleece, a mythic shroud,In its glow, their hearts avowed.Guarded fierce by dragon’s eye,Underneath the starlit sky.Yet onward still, their spirits…
In threads of fleece, a prayer is weaved,For comfort, hope, and peace believed.Each stitch a whisper, soft and light,A blanket made to warm the night.Wrapped in its embrace, so tender,To every heart, it seeks to render,A touch of love, a breath of care,In every thread, a prayer to share.In colors bright, or soothing hue,It carries…
Embrace the Winter In the heart of winter’s chill,Lies a beauty, silent, still.Nature’s breath, so crisp and clear,Whispers strength to those who hear.For in the snow, a canvas white,Lies a chance to write anew,Dreams that glisten in the night,Under skies of starry hue.Embrace the cold, the frosty morn,For within its grasp, you’re reborn.Each flake, a…
Snow’s Silent Song Winter whispers soft and slow,In a dance of frost and snow.Trees in white, a silent night,Under the moon’s gentle light. Icicle Tune Icicles hang, like notes on a line,Singing a tune, so cold, so fine.In winter’s grasp, they glisten and shine,Nature’s melody, perfectly in rhyme. Snowflake Lace Snowflakes fall, with delicate grace,Each…
I made myself a snowball,As perfect as could be,I thought I’d keep it as a pet,And let it sleep with me.I made it some pajamas,And a pillow for its head,Then last night it ran away,But first, it wet the bed. Summary I Made Myself a Snowball poem is a light-hearted and humorous poem that captures…
In my hands, a world so small,A glass dome, a snowy thrall.Inside, a tiny town in white,Sparkles under the moonlight.Shake it gently, let it snow,Watch the flakes, in a gentle flow.Houses, trees, a silent street,In this globe, our dreams meet.A little figure stands alone,Beneath the church’s steeple stone.Around him swirls a winter’s dance,In this globe,…
On the quiet, snowy street,Where whistling winds and snowflakes meet,A snowman leans, standing tall,Gently resting against the wall.With a hat askew and a scarf so bright,He stands under the moon’s soft light.A smile of pebbles, a nose of pine,During the silent night, he looks divine.Children built him with laughter and cheer,A friend to guard the…
The Snowboarder’s Rush Gliding on slopes, a realm of white,A snowboarder dances in the light.The mountain whispers, a siren’s call,In this snowy kingdom, he feels so tall.Beneath his feet, the board does slide,Over the snow, a graceful glide.Each turn a dance, a swift pirouette,In winter’s arms, no need to fret.The wind rushes by, a chilly…
Frosty, in the meadow white,A hat and scarf, oh what a sight!With a jolly laugh and a smile so wide,He dances in the winter tide.Coal black eyes and a carrot nose,Through the snowy fields, he merrily goes.Children follow, in a cheerful band,Singing songs, hand in hand.But when the sun begins to glow,Frosty whispers, “I must…
