#winter poems on Hello Poetry

Maria Jul 9

Please, call me to the place where my tomorrow was,
Where all my fears and failures were no where,
Where I laughed much and danced a whole lot,
Where we both were together, you and me, just everywhere!

Please call me to the place where snowfalls
Entirely reign in winter, and frost is.
Where rains and leaf-falls are in autumn fully
And wrap with spicy odour all as coverlid.

Please Call me to the place where I was loved!
And where I loved wholeheartedly, without “May not!” at all!
Please call me to the place where I was free!
I beg you, call me to my place! It's not for all

It's a dream, a weariness, a plea for help. And it's a poem of love also...
Thank you for reading it! 💖

#tomorrow #fears #failures #snowfall #rain #leaffall #autumn #winter #frost #odour

Anon Jul 1

Winter

I see you.
Even through your dark nights and stormy skies.
I see you with your chilly breeze and lack of leaves.

I feel safe in your cold embrace.

You’ve always been my favourite. Not needing to shine bright or be loud. You let simplicity take the lead.

You are truly the beginning and the end. Laying bare for all to see.

#winter #newbeginnings

Heidi Franke Jun 29

I'm Coming Back

I'm coming back as a tree
I could leave now
For all I care

The tree is an Ash
Sturdily bends in
In the sharpest winter

Breezes blows the boughs
The waves from the Pacific Ocean
Are jealous of her cadence

I'll take my leave now
I've seen all I need to
When you hear the wind look up

I've returned
Rooted, alive, without a care
Let the cages of birds freely fly to me.

#tree #reincarnation #root #wind #bird #winter #return #coming #back

Jonathan Jun 29

Shadow Long, Sun Short

Long shadows sandwiched between a biting breeze and a not quite wet damp black tarmac.

The end of colour intense time, echoing summer and spring's past,
pulling eyes to the grey mute hues of sky and tree.
A subdued stating of its intent to last.

Year-end approaches, celebration looms, competing the grey with a triumph that brings change towards gentler tones.
And a lightness,
seemingly lost in the yearly cycle.

The scent of spring once hidden beneath the diminishing decay of autumn and winter's contribution brings a bright hope forecasting a weathered change.

The beat of the yearly cycle quickens adding strength and tempo to my own hearts quickening with a prospect of longer days.

#winter #season #autumn #spring

B Jun 25

Blood Orange Cake for Breakfast

You are
so right that it feels wrong
like citrus fruit in January
you are my siren song
sour becomes something sweet
when you linger on it for too long.

#rhyme #rhyming #rhymes #love #winter #food #sweet #sour

Ashlee Marie Jun 23

Last Winter (Haiku)

Breathing in cold air,
Admiring the white ground,
I count every step.
Each step is a reminder,
if who we were last winter.

#love #heartache #winter #sad

Artur Jun 22

Of Solstice Past

The shortest day throughout the year
Should leave us with but little cheer
Yet as the day turns into night
A hope lies with its dimming light

A hope unbroke through eons past
Tho doubt it often would amass
In hearts and spirits of long last
Ancestors who witnessed it's glow

For they, who didn't truly know
The secrets of the star that hides
That, as the light that shines in thee
The sun lives on, eternally

No longer will the Gods arise
For what's eternal never dies
We leave behind all fear and fright
In that long, cold, dark winter's night

And all that's left for use to do
Is wait for day, to break on through
And turn our faces to the sun
Knowing one day we'll all be one

#solstice #winter #thelema #eon #witch #nature

kortu valentine Jun 16

transylvanian snapshot.

over the snowy mountain peaks
a star is gliding through space
as i’m strolling, embracing the breeze
on saint anne’s frozen lake.

icicles have crept up on the trees,
all the living have run away.
sorrow lingers in the silent eve,
dimming prayers at winter’s gate.

the cold flurry of air penetrates the bone,
reeds wince with the chill.
a flock of birds pass by like ghosts,
their shapes trembling in fear.

oscillating wings carve the way.
as they fade away in the sky,
a new thought is born i can’t shake:
this is my home. i’ve arrived.

this one is about recognising home in a place your soul remembered first. translated from hungarian.
June, 2024

#transylvania #snapshot #romania #hungary #winter #stillness #darkness #lake

Anika Parihar Jun 9

nature's rendezvous

summer? i love summer.

summer for me, is not the scorching heat,
it's the light that makes things shine.

it's the time when my inner gloominess is overshadowed by summer's joy,

and the time when the stoic leaves start to giggle because of summer's charm.

not even the dark nights of summer will leave you feeling lonely,

because its loo envelops you in its warmth.

but writing this when just yesterday I was about to faint from the heat of summer, feels symbolic.

like the light of summer hypnotizes you into believing everything's going to be alright,

but hold that thought too long, and you risk losing sight.

and maybe that's why summer ends, to make way for winter.

which leads me to the conclusion that I love summer, because winter exists.

that is nature's way, it's beauty is in its harmony.

and that is why I love winters, as much as I love summers.

this was messy; a journal entry turned poem. people looking for structure might not like it, but these are my thoughts, and I feel people's simple thoughts in itself are poetry.

#summer #nature #winter #harmony #streamofconciousness