Winter Poems
The Blue Bell
by Emily Jane Brontë
The blue bell is the sweetest flower
That waves in summer air;
Its blossoms have the mightiest power
To soothe my spirit's care.
There is a spell in purple heath
Too wildly, sadly dear;
The violet has a fragrant breath
But fragrance will not cheer.
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Shema
by Primo Levi
You who live secure
In your warm houses
Who return at evening to find
Hot food and friendly faces:
Consider whether this is a man,
Who labours in the mud
Who knows no peace
Who fights for a crust of bread
Who dies at a yes or a no.
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Winter In America
by Gil Scott Heron
From the Indians who welcomed the pilgrims
And to the buffalo who once ruled the plains
Like the vultures circling beneath the dark clouds
Looking for the rain
Looking for the rain
Just like the cities staggered on the coastline
Living in a nation that just can't stand much more
Like the forest buried beneath the highway
Never had a chance to grow
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Snow Blossoms
by Layla Benner
White crystals fall from the sky,
pink petels fall down from the tree's,
the wind blows in the icy breeze.
Birds whistle,kids laugh,the petels from
the blossoms scatter around the tree's
The wind blows,the kids come outside
to play,some made snowman's
and snow angel's,some made snowballs,
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January
by John Updike
The days are short,
The sun a spark,
Hung thin between
The dark and dark.
Fat snowy footsteps
Track the floor.
Milk bottles burst
Outside the door.
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Snow Blossoms
by Layla Benner
White crystals fall from the sky,
pink petels fall down from the tree's,
the wind blows in the icy breeze.
Birds whistle,kids laugh,the petels from
the blossoms scatter around the tree's
The wind blows,the kids come outside
to play,some made snowman's
and snow angel's,some made snowballs,
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Winter’s Last Appearance
by Patricia Wallesverd
Winter’s Last Appearance
The wind sculpts snow
into cresting drifts—
curves and valleys,
soft ridges and sharp edges.
The wind bends a young birch—
a ballet dancer,
reaching,
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Let it be
by Aldo Kraas
Let it be summer again
I am tired of the winter
That never seen to end
I am waiting for it to end
Now another day ended
And it is night already
It is only 5:30
Yes I made my mind
To go to bed now
Because I am planning
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from winter’s window
by Rikske Kessner
“from winter’s window”
A window holds its breath
as the day thins to a pale wash.
Someone walks past,
coat brushing the air
a thought in tentative sway
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winter palette
by Rikske Kessner
“winter palette“
Winter leans in
with a painter’s restraint,
lifting soft blues
from the frost’s first breath,
letting tree‑shadows sketch
silver across the ground.
Branches rise like quiet script,
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Wallace Stevens (6 poems about Winter)
October 2, 1879 – August 2, 1955 / Pennsylvania / United States -
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Robert Francis (4 poems about Winter)
August 12, 1901 - July 13, 1987 / Pennsylvania / United States -
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Sonia Ahmed (1 poem about Winter)
I was born on October 27th in Connecticut. Ever since then, I’ve moved to new places every three years of my life, so I’ve had many diverse experiences and such. -
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