Tag Archives: winter poetry

Birthday Snow

Today, on my birthday

I passed by a fallen tree

Being cleared away.

On my first birthday

The snow came.

I wonder, will it fall again

On the day

That I go away

 

January

I am cold

And regret the rain.

I am told

Sun will come again.

For now, happy new year!

For January drear is here!

Happy new year!

A Poem for the New Year

“Janus” appears in my collection “More Poetic Meanderings”, which was published in 2023:

 

 

Janus waits in the wings.

As with previous dead years

He will bring

Laughter and tears.

 

Doors open and close.

The futurologist thinks he knows

What the future holds.

 

But Janus thumbs his nose,

And history goes

On as before;

And where it goes

Heaven only knows.

 

Doors Bang on Winter Nights

Doors bang

On winter nights.

Something clangs.

 

 

The brightest light

Must fade and die.

And tonight I

Hear the wild wind’s

Great  impersonal roar.

 

 

And when the doors

Bang and slam

I know I am

Just windblown dust.

 

 

Winter Churchyard

I heard no birds

In the winter churchyard.

It was just

The cold sky

The tombs

And I

On a darkening afternoon.

My Dog (Still young)

My dog (still young)

Enjoys these fallen leaves

Flung across pavements

By Winter’s breeze,

Where they lie

As he and I

Pass by

On a December day.

On this Cold December Evening

On this cold December Evening

My thoughts turn to leaving.

Though I can not fight

The inevitable night

I can write,

Which gives me some pleasure

In this passing weather.

And words may dance on

When poets are gone.

February Snow

Walking through the churchyard snow
I think
On those below.

Footprints in the February snow
Soon will go.
But ink
On a page
May still engage

Though the poet is gone.
His words live on.
Else they go,
As does the February snow.

Poems for Winter

The official start of winter is 1 December. However, given the extremely cold bouts we have been experiencing here in the UK, coupled with winter’s impending onset, I wanted to share with you a number of my poems with a wintry theme:

The Clocks Have Gone Back
Thoughts On A Winter’s Evening
Will Spring Come Again?
Snow
Bee And Rose
December?
Leaf