The heavily laden
Mountain slopes
Slowly shed their winter coat
Beginning the slow spring melt
The snow and ice
Releasing the water
Imprisoned within it
Metamorphosing as it seeps
Into every crevice
Rivulets gently trickling
Into dormant streams
Gaining volume and momentum
As it tumbles downward
Swelling and growing
Feeding cascading waterfalls
And white-water rapids
As it races to the valleys below
In my back garden during last Winter
I saw the strangest of things
The fattest Robin I’ve ever seen
It was like a cricket ball with wings
Never ever catch a snowflake
In
your mouth
Until
you’re sure all the birds
Have
flown south
Two snowmen were stood in a field
In one of those cold exposed spots
When one turned to the other and said,
Am I the only one who can smell Carrots?
When I was very little
My dad and his brother
Built
a huge snowman
Bigger
than any other
He
was as tall as Dad
And
was round and fat
It
had coal for eyes
And
a big black hat
A
scarf about its neck
For
sartorial style
A
large carrot nose
And
a twig for a smile
Knobbly stick arms
With gloves at the end
A
belt around its girth
Like
a cummerbund
I
loved that snowman
Standing
so very tall
Until
the eventual thaw
And
I watched him fall
The chill wind
Bitter and biting
Buffeted the house
Rattling the windows
And whistling at the door
Exploiting every weakness
Exposing every crack
To chill us to our bones
Moonlight glints
On the silent vales
Dressed crisply
In winters cloak
Lying like rippled silk
On the frozen land
The wind whistles
The frozen rain bites
And the chill runs deep
And we must escape
To shelter safe inside
Where the Barn Owls sleep
The savage natural scene
In the winter meadow
Where the Falcon feeds
His talons red in the snow
Marbled skies of broken cloud
Coloured
with blues and greys
In
the frosty air of winters bite
The
marbled skies of winter days
Making your way in life, it’s nice
To
know you can, once or twice
Rely
on other people in a trice
For
assistance, guidance or advice
They’ll
be no shortage of advice
But
knowing what piece or slice
Of
advice or guidance will suffice
You
might just as well roll a dice
This
axiom though it be concise
Won’t
be bettered to be precise
So,
you take heed or pay the price
“Don’t
eat yellow snow or ice”
The lake is frozen,
Nothing
lives
In
this frozen hell
Even
the sky is desolate
Save
for the crescent moon
Standing
sentinel
The first flurries of the white,
Began to fall at twilight
Though
until the dawn
So,
by the next morn
Everything
lay below
A
carpet of fresh white snow
The snow has settled on us
Like a shroud.
Each day growing deeper
Silence
fills the emptiness of the landscape
But
for the ghostly sound of the wind
High
in the treetops
The
meadows and fields have vanished
The
river flows mute beneath the ice
The
next valley is unreachable
The
mountains as unattainable as the Moon
But
soon spring will release the land
From
its icy captor
And
the winter we be no more
Then
remembered conversations
Beside
the roaring hearth
A thick winter cloak of fog
Settles
deep into the valley
Making
everywhere anonymous
Obscuring
every lane and ally
And
for those poor souls abroad
Found
it was not a night to dally
Are you wearing winter underwear?
I’m
thinking as you stand there
Are
you clad in body formers?
Proper
cosy winter warmers
Substantial
Bloomers for outdoors
A
sturdy pair of winter drawers
I
may never know for sure
But
with my thoughts impure
I’m
content as you stand there
In
your cosy winter underwear
The Snow lies on the Earth
Icicles
hang from the gate
Frost
sits on the windowpanes
A
fire burns in the grate
The
sun sets beyond the wood
Abandoning
the sky
Let’s
draw the curtains in
And
bank the fire high
Now
turn the lamplight up
And
forget about the weather
Warm
moment we’ll share
As
we cosy up together
December,
December
The
snow has come
Falling
all night long
Kids
it’s time to have some fun
December,
December
Children playing in the snow
Skating
and sledding
Faces
all aglow
December,
December
More
snow will come
Then
all through the winter
Kids
will have more fun
Father Frost, with icy fingers
Holds
winter in his frozen grasp
And
spreads it wide across the land
Till
it wears his thick winter cloak
A silent soft blanket of white
Had
hidden the land from sight
It’s
our job to investigate the crime
Really,
we want to have a good time
We
sledge and we toboggan
Build
the world’s biggest snowman
We
have a massive snowball fight
Doing
battle till the enemy took flight
Then
we stomp thru the powdery crunch
Making
our way home to have lunch
White berries grow
In
abundance
On
the mistletoe
As
the snow falls
Nature’s
bounty
On
the bough
Mother
Nature
Stocking
her Larder
For
the long bitter
Winter
to come
Are you wearing sensible shoes?
And substantial winter tights
What a wonderful combination
I can’t express how that delights
How comfortably cosy you will be
On the long cold winter nights
Red Breasted Robin
Sitting
on the fence
With
snow falling
God
that bird is dense
Sitting
out there exposed
Out
in all weathers
Trying
to look cute
As
it freezes its feathers
But softly the myriad snowflakes fall
These
infinite flakes of purest white
Like
pure white down of angel’s wings
Floating
gently from heavens height
But
this is no heaven-sent delight
This
thing of beauty that cruelly lingers
For
harshly touched is the naked earth
When
touched by winters icy fingers
Oh, dreary winter
You
have overstayed
Your
grey skies
Are
not welcome
I
know spring is close
I
look at the grey lake
With
the duck on it
The
only splash of colour
In
the late winter landscape
But
I see the hints of spring
Everywhere
around me
And
the promise of daffodils
Lilacs
and butterflies
So,
winter it’s time to go
Your
welcome is worn out
Are you wearing woolly tights?
That’s one of my favourite sights
As the evenings begin to shorten
Well as they say winter draws on
“Little Robin redbreast
Where
can you be?
Dear
little Robin
Come
and say hello to me”
“I
can’t “says the Robin
“The
winter is preventing me”
“Little
Robin redbreast
Where
can you be?
Dear
little Robin
Come
and say hello to me”
“I
can’t say hello to you
Because
I’m frozen to this tree”
The seasons come and go
Almost
monotonous I know
One
after another, as planned
Like
the sweep of a clock hand
Each
season reminding us all
That
from winter to the fall
Is
yet another year slipped by
A
step closer to when we die
A
depressing thought I know
But
let the seasons come and go
For
I think it would be a crime
If there
was to be no wintertime
When winter comes
And
the first snowflakes fall
Who
is the first one in my thoughts?
Who
is the first person I call
When
winter comes
And
there is a fresh fall of snow
Who
makes snow angels with you?
Is
it that you’re the best angel maker I know?
When
winter comes
And
there’s fresh snow on the ground
Who
builds the snowman with you?
Is
it that you make the best snowmen around?
When
winter comes
And
we spend all of our time together
Have
you ever wondered why?
Do
you think that I just like the snowy weather?
When
winter comes
There
is a reason why every winter I call you
It’s
the same reason I’ve had since we were seven
I’ve
wanted to tell you but have been to scared to
When
winter comes
The
reason I pull off your wet gloves?
And
the reason I gently warm your cold hands?
Is
that you’re the one I love
