POEMS ABOUT SNOW!
SNOW………..POEMS
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow,
its white flag waving over everything,
the landscape vanished,
not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness,
and beyond these windows
the government buildings smothered,
schools and libraries buried, the post office lost
under the noiseless drift,
the paths of trains softly blocked,
the world fallen under this falling.
In a while I will put on some boots
and step out like someone walking in water,
and the dog will porpoise through the drifts,
and I will shake a laden branch,
sending a cold shower down on us both.
But for now I am a willing prisoner in this house,
a sympathizer with the anarchic cause of snow.
I will make a pot of tea
and listen to the plastic radio on the counter,
as glad as anyone to hear the news
that the Kiddie Corner School is closed,
the Ding-Dong School, closed,
the All Aboard Children's School, closed,
the Hi-Ho Nursery School, closed,
along with -- some will be delighted to hear --
the Toadstool School, the Little School,
Little Sparrows Nursery School,
Little Stars Pre-School, Peas-and-Carrots Day School,
the Tom Thumb Child Center, all closed,
and -- clap your hands -- the Peanuts Play School.
So this is where the children hide all day,
These are the nests where they letter and draw,
where they put on their bright miniature jackets,
all darting and climbing and sliding,
all but the few girls whispering by the fence.
And now I am listening hard
in the grandiose silence of the snow,
trying to hear what those three girls are plotting,
what riot is afoot,
which small queen is about to be brought down
BY BILLY COLLINS
It Fell in the City
Eve Merriam
It fell in the city,
It fell through the night,
And the black rooftops
All turned white.
Red fire hydrants
All turned white.
Blue police cars
All turned white.
Green garbabge cans
All turned white.
Gray sidewalks
All turned white.
Yellow NO PARKING signs
All turned white.
When it fell in the city
All through the night.
Snow Stars
Regina Sauro
Delicate
And feathery,
Crystal clear
And white,
Six-point stars
Come tumbling,
Softly
In the night.
A Crystal of Snow
M. Lucille Ford
A crystal of snow is a wonderful thing
With texture as fine as a butterfly's wing;
With network of atoms like filmy spun lace,
Or petal arrangement of fair flower face.
A crystal of snow is a beautiful thing
With the sparkle of drops what to spicers' webs cling
On a bright dewy morn; and the luster of pearl;
Or a diamond gleam on a glistening curl.
A crystal of snow is a curious thing -
With dew of summer - or rain of spring -
And frost of autumn mixed into it all
The flowers of cloudland that earthward do fall.
A Winter Surprise
Solveig Paulson Russell
Last night while I was sleeping
The snow came softly down
And slipped on all the shrubbery
A shining snowflake gown.
I guess that every little bush
Felt startled with surprise,
To find itself a cotton plant
On opening up its eyes.
White Snow
Helen H. Moore
The snow is white and clean.
It makes a lovely scene.
It covers cars, and trees, and streets,
and makes the world go "hush".
It looks so very pretty -
until it turns to slush!
Falling Snow
author unknown
See the pretty snowflakes
Falling from the sky.
On the walk and housetops
Soft and thick they lie.
On the windowledges
On the branches bare:
Now how fast they gather,
Filling all teh air.
Look into the garden,
Where the grass was green;
Covered by the snowflakes,
Not a blade is seen.
Now the bare black bushes
All look soft and white,
Every twig is laden -
What a pretty sight!
Snow
Lillie D. Chaffin
Snow blows
In bunches.
Snow sparkles
And crunches.
Snow is clean and cold.
Snow is crisp, and yet
When it warms a little,
Snow is wet.
Any winter day, I know,
Is pleasanter when there is snow.
Snowfall
Margaret Hillert
Someone in the sky last night
Had an awful pillow fight,
And when I woke today I found
All the feathers on the ground.
I Wonder
Frances Gorman Risser
A snowflake landed on my nose,
And slid a little way;
Another followed, then a third
Joined them without delay.
More snowflakes followed, thick