a poem for every winter day
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A Poem for Every Winter Day

Winter’s touch falls quiet,Snowflakes dance, unique, light.Bare trees stand in silent might,Against the long, moonlit night.Stars twinkle in icy sky,Northern winds whisper, sigh.Morning brings a white canvas new,Glistening in dawn’s hue.Footprints weave untold stories,Snow crisp, cold, full of glories.Children’s laughter rings clear,Snowballs fly, chilly atmosphere.Snowmen stand in grand rows,Guarding serene winter’s repose.Fireplace crackles warm, bright,Pushing…

goodbye winter hello spring
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Goodbye Winter Hello Spring

Goodbye Winter, with your frost-laden sighs,Your crystal cloak that under sunlit skiesMelts away in a cascade of bright tears,As Spring in her vibrant gown appears.Hello Spring, with your palette of new life,Erasing traces of cold, bitter strife.Your blossoms paint the world in hues so bold,A story of rebirth, agelessly told.Goodbye to the silence of snowy…

Amazing spring season
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End of Winter

A whisper through the trees, a subtle shift,As Winter’s icy reign begins to lift.Beneath the snow, a hint of green peeks out,A silent, stirring symphony of sprout.Gone are the days of crystal frosted dawn,Of snowy blankets on the slumbering lawn.The sun, once distant, brings its warming light,To chase away the last of Winter’s night.In every…

Winter night poem
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Winter Night Poem

The night wraps ’round like a velvet cloak,Stars twinkle above, a silent stroke.Snowflakes fall in a gentle sway,Winter whispers, “End of day.”Moon’s silver beam on fields of white,Glowing softly in the deep night.Trees shadowed against the sky so clear,Hold secrets that only night can hear.Owls hoot in a rhythmic rhyme,Keeping watch ’til the end of…

Winter morning poem
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Winter Morning Poem

Upon a frosty morn, so clear and bright,Sunlight sparkles, a delightful sight.Snow hugs the earth in a quiet embrace,Winter whispers, the world’s grace.Trees stand in crystal splendor,Branches dressed in white, oh so tender.Breath in the air, a misty song,In winter’s chill, we belong.Children’s laughter, a merry tune,Playing under the wintery moon.A day begins with a…

Pagan Winter Solstice Poem
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Pagan Winter Solstice Poem

Frost-kissed land, where spirits roam,Night when sun’s light wanes.Gather in sacred grove’s embrace,Honoring solstice in ancient ways.Whispers of ancestors, wind through trees,Wisdom woven in winter’s breeze.Oak King reigns, crown of green,Heralding life that sleeps unseen.Circle ’round Yule fire’s blaze,In its warmth, our spirits raise.Chanting songs, old as stone,To bring the sun back to its throne.Mistletoe,…

native American winter solstice poem
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Native American Winter Solstice Poem

Echoes of the Long Night Stillness of the long night,Beneath cold sky’s light.Tales of old softly spoken,In language of the token.Ancestors’ prayers swirl,Winter airs unfurl.Shadows and flames dance,Solstice rites, names enhance.Buffalo robes, chill’s fight,Snow-clad plains, still night.Drumbeats pulse like mother’s heart,Stories, spirits impart.Feathers, beads in sacred space,Testament of time and grace.Honoring sun’s return,In winter’s deep…

Celtic Winter Solstice Poem
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Celtic Winter Solstice Poem

Whispers of the Winter Sun Winter’s hold, starlit lace,Ancient hills, frosty grace.Moonlit downs, silver glow,Whispers of the sun below.Celtic dreams just begun,Druids dance, secrets spun.Amber fires, yew tree bows,Mistletoe in sacred groves.Chants echo in the night,Stars weave tales of light.Oak, ash, thorn entwined,Mystical design aligned.Solstice night, soft light,Celebrating the shortest night. You can listen to…

After the Winter Poem
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After the Winter Poem

Winter’s chill fades away,Snow gives to sun’s warm play.World awakens with a sigh,Under brightening azure sky.Buds peep from frosty beds,Spring weaves through meadows, hedges.Trees, once stark, find grace,Adorned with leaves in place.Birds return with cheerful song,Filling air we’ve missed so long.Streams, freed from icy chains,Babble joy across the plains.Fields once in snowy sleep,Bloom with colors,…

The bird in the wintering poem
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Wintering Poem

A village rests, dusted with snow,A lone bird dwells, in winter’s glow,Perched on an oak, sturdy and grand,Watching over the frost-kissed land.Feathers ruffle in the chill, bright and brave,Days grow short, nights long and grave,His song, a silver thread in cold air,A melody of strength, sung without care.Below, the village sparkles like a jewel,Children laugh…