In the heart of the thaw, the melting snow, Reveals the secrets that winter did stow. Droplets fall like a symphony’s note, From the eaves, in a rhythmic float. Beneath the white, life begins to stir, Green shoots emerge, a soft, silent purr. Patches of earth, once hidden, now bare, In the melting snow, life…
In the waning days of winter’s reign, Falls the last snow, a delicate chain. Softly it descends, a whispering veil, Covering the earth, so frail, so pale. Each flake, a final kiss of the cold, As the season’s story gently unfolds. Bare branches catch this fleeting grace, In the dance of the last snow, a…
January brings the snow, a white cascade, Covering the land in a silent serenade. Bare trees stand like sentinels in the night, Under a blanket of stars, shimmering bright. The world transforms under winter’s spell, Each flake a story, a secret to tell. Houses huddle, wrapped in frost’s embrace, Smoke rising softly, leaving no trace….
In the heart of winter’s frozen grasp, Through woods and fields, the hunters clasp. Their breaths like mist, in the frosty air, Tracking the trails with utmost care. Cloaked in furs, against the biting cold, With tales of old, brave and bold. The crunch of snow under heavy boots, Echoes in the silence, as nature…
In a realm where ashes meet the snow, A landscape silent, in monochrome’s glow. Charcoal whispers from a fire long gone, Blend with the flakes, in the dawn’s quiet song. Here, memories flicker like ghostly flames, Dancing with snowflakes, calling out names. A canvas painted in shades of despair, Yet, in its sorrow, a beauty…
In the corner of the garden, hidden from view, Lies a patch of old snow, a memory anew. Once pure and white, now tinged with gray, A remnant of winter, in the warmth of May. Surrounded by blossoms, vibrant and bright, The snow lies silently, a contrast to the light. It whispers of times when…
In the heart of winter’s embrace, so cold, A lone tree stands, its story untold. Branches bare, like hands reaching for the sky, Beneath its shade, a world asleep does lie. A dust of snow, from the heavens gently falls, Covering the earth like soft, whispering shawls. Each flake, a secret from the clouds above,…
In the heart of night, when stars are dim, A snow storm brews, on the horizon’s rim. With winds that howl like ancient songs, It sweeps across the lands, fierce and strong. A world enrobed in a shroud of white, Lost landmarks in the storm’s relentless flight. Trees bow low, as if in prayer, Under…
In a realm where winter reigns supreme, There flutters a bird, as if in a dream. Cloaked in feathers as white as the snow, The snow bird dances where cold winds blow. Through the frosty air, it soars with grace, A streak of white in a frozen embrace. Over icy peaks and valleys so deep,…
Upon the eve of winter’s tender start, A canvas bare, awaits an artist’s heart. The sky, a symphony of whispers light, Prepares to paint the world in hues of white. The first snow falls, in silent grace descends, Each flake, a poem, that the heavens sends. A world transformed, in pristine purity, Cloaked in a…
