Remembering
There I lie in the cold sweet snow.
I hear a calming whisper.
It is the voice I used to know,
My mother’s gentle tone –
A memory.
Then, an inner warmth
Like my father’s touch
Reminds me of when he was near
But he is gone.
As I lie longer in the soft snow
Looking at the midnight sky
Thinking about the world,
The memories fade away
Like a fire turning to ashes
Like a picture fading in a frame.
The snow no longer feels sweet,
No longer a place for snow angels.
It feels cold.
--Jordan Romain (Grade 9)
Showing posts with label Snow poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Snow poems. Show all posts
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Another Dior Hartje Poem!
The Hope of New Snow
The white below my feet, so innocently soft
Soon is blackened from the dirt we fling,
Our once clean feet are dark with filth.
Yet, soft flakes will fall again;
Cover our mistakes with a new innocence.
New life, like new snow, offers hope to children
Once pure,
Now begrimed by the world.
--Dior Hartje (Grade 9)
The white below my feet, so innocently soft
Soon is blackened from the dirt we fling,
Our once clean feet are dark with filth.
Yet, soft flakes will fall again;
Cover our mistakes with a new innocence.
New life, like new snow, offers hope to children
Once pure,
Now begrimed by the world.
--Dior Hartje (Grade 9)
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Snowstorm
The snow finally stopped here in central Kentucky! In my area we had an accumulation of between 10 and 12 inches. The state trucks plowed the snow into a heap at the mouth of my drive, so my car sits idle until the thaw. Today the sun is shining and the blanket of undisturbed snow around the lake is brilliant white. I thought that I would post some poems about snow, as this certainly will be the last (we hope) of the winter storms.
Winter's Alliteration
Justin Clements, Grade 10
Frail relationships are made firm
when flurries fly.
Families form
when frost falls.
Neighborhoods forget
distances, fences and yards
watching children frolic
in winter's frigid fantasy.
(Justin was one of my gifted creative writing students at Millersburg Military Institute before it closed.)
Haiku
SuzAnne Cole
November fields - snow
flakes drifting down to cover
the last ripe pumpkins
(Published in Suraga-Baiku Literary Festival Anthology, 1999)
Snow in March
Melanie Bartelt
Errant snowflakes cling
To black slumbering branches –
The final showdown
(copyright 2006. http://www.poemhunter.com/i/ebooks/pdf/melanie_bartelt_2006_12.pdf)
Winter's Alliteration
Justin Clements, Grade 10
Frail relationships are made firm
when flurries fly.
Families form
when frost falls.
Neighborhoods forget
distances, fences and yards
watching children frolic
in winter's frigid fantasy.
(Justin was one of my gifted creative writing students at Millersburg Military Institute before it closed.)
Haiku
SuzAnne Cole
November fields - snow
flakes drifting down to cover
the last ripe pumpkins
(Published in Suraga-Baiku Literary Festival Anthology, 1999)
Snow in March
Melanie Bartelt
Errant snowflakes cling
To black slumbering branches –
The final showdown
(copyright 2006. http://www.poemhunter.com/i/ebooks/pdf/melanie_bartelt_2006_12.pdf)
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