Tags : snow

Atmospheric Delights

Atmospheric Delights

A Poem by LA Marshal


Written in response to the word prompt 'atmospheric'.
Winter Bound

Winter Bound

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Below the mountains hold on tight
The Snowflake Party

The Snowflake Party

A Chapter by Wendy Seames Garner


No school meant grandma was babysitting. The perfect day for a Snowflake Party!
Winter

Winter

A Poem by k.s.


i see thissnow and ithink of you.of how yourfingers felt like ice on my warm skin.how i could seeyour breathelike smoke,and how it fogged upmy glasses..
Snow Day

Snow Day

A Poem by RJ


first snow of 2017
The Hunt

The Hunt

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Gun Control
Fields of Winter

Fields of Winter

A Poem by Bonalyn James


I journey to the day's endmy walk is brightdarkness is feltMy feet wet and cold from the watera pool that glistens with desireand despairI dream at ni..
Rise

Rise

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


How cruel is fate, throwing a fork in my road? But I berate that my dues be owed.
The Scent Of Fire

The Scent Of Fire

A Poem by Jenna Kay


Icicles drip from the edges of your car, but we're drinking up fire withinI lay back, feeling the clouds swirl around on the inside of my headI'm slow..
Time

Time

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Tick, tick, tock! Tick, tick, tock! Gone are the days, we hold for granted. Ticking away, our life in canted.
Having a Moment

Having a Moment

A Poem by Ventura


Stuck in snow while doing part of my nightly duties of my new job. Windmilling and wiggling my legs and laughing too hard to make any progress.
Let it Snow!

Let it Snow!

A Poem by Surabhi Kaushik


Snow is nature's beautiful white carpet. Sometimes I want to walk in the snow, sometimes, just sit back and enjoy the view.
Snow

Snow

A Poem by C. Peril


A brief poem about about the fleeting nature of valuable moments and how they can absorb the toxicity/negativity of the moments that proceed/succeed t..
Marzanna

Marzanna

A Poem by Tim


A personifying poem expressing bitterness at winter's arrival.
Hands Stained Ink

Hands Stained Ink

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Hands stained ink of black and red. On the brink of what was said,
The Snow Angel

The Snow Angel

A Poem by Melinda McQueen


The Snow Angel She played in the snow, Bundled against the cold. Her hopes high, To get it just right. Tasting snow..
Counting

Counting

A Poem by Anna Marie


I am counting minutes till I can count hours-counting seconds and sips of cheap coffee.I rush to count raindrops and snowflakes-counting soap bubbles ..