Catching Snowflakes in the sun
It's amazing what people do
When snowflakes fall on top of you
Some run and hide from the falling snow
Whilst others make balls to throw
Life is weird that way
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
As they drift slowly down and fall around you
Look up and open your palms and let land a few
And try to catch their silence and serenity in your hand
Before they quickly melt and disappear
Leaving drops like those from an emotional tear
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Open your mouth wide and let them land on your tongue
And try to taste the essence from where they have come
For if heaven really exists and is the place to be
Then you could be there in a dream alone floating free
Magic aerial crystals dancing through the air
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Lie on the ground and you'll be covered from head to toe
Like everything around you in a blanket of snow
Pretend to guide them towards you to the ground
By slowly moving your arms up and down
For a brief moment a snow angel you've become
Catching snowflakes in the sun.
Stand up and brush away the snow
Then build a snowman for you to enjoy
For as the season changes - as it surely will
No longer will you suffer from winter's chill
Instead enjoy every moment before it disappears
Leaving sounds of silenced snow whispers in your ears.
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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Snowflakes
Snowflakes falling from the sky
Heading towards the Earth
Knowing not what they will become
Upon their destination and then rebirth.
Maybe they will become decorations
Upon the bushes and on the trees
Or maybe they will become dancers
While being moved by the breeze.
Perhaps they will become a snowball
As being formed in a child's tiny hand
Or maybe they will be a form of a snow angel
Or perhaps they will become a snowman.
Snowflakes as they are falling
From the heavens unto the ground
Quietly as they move and as they turn
And not once do they utter a sound.
Snowflakes as many as they will fall
And as they say not any two are the same
So they hurry to drift upon the ground
And maybe hoping not to turn into rain.
They too are mine and a child's happiness
As though to a child it seems that they do call
But I too am excited about their coming
I love the snowflakes as they do fall.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Snowed In By A Warm Fire
A visit to an Inn on top of a hill.
A view, a valley, a village, a pond.
Snow already covering the ground.
Snow falling steadily all around.
The hills, the trees, the branches,
The drives, the roads, the highways.
All are covered in new fallen snow.
All are silent as the snow falls.
Snowflakes large, silent, slowly falling.
Snowflakes drifting, covering the ground.
Snow falling steadily through the day;
Snow falling steadily through the night.
Soon ankle deep, then up to your knees;
Soon three feet covers all there is.
Snowed in. The highways are closed.
Snowed in, as I wait by the warm fire.
poem by Joe Wocoski
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Song Of The Evergreens
Listen to the briskly whistling winter evergreen
Whispering through the frozen morning light
And tell me whats to come
Saying my time is near
Never fear
I close each year
Im winter
Reminding me to trade my t-shirts for my woven wools
Trade my sandals for my skis
Whispered warnings in the wind
Saying soon come the dancing snowflakes
Theyre kissing every tree
Theyre kissing you and me
Please hurry
Falling
Dazzling dancing diamonds from the sky
Prisms
Rainbow sparkled flurries in our eyes
Whipping across the frozen crystal meadow
Pond of ice
Race the snow
Well build a warming fire there
And cuddle close and wine and dine
The setting sun
The morning light will find us high
Shooting down the glistening mountain side
Screaming through the whispering pines
The freedom of each day
Will cleanse our minds
I can hardly wait for winter
I can hardly wait for the snow
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Winter Kiss
Snowfalls bring me to madness,
I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
Snow! The fluffy and sparkling snow!
Its falls make beautiful all my trips.
I love the snowfalls very much
Though I am not eighteen!
Even at my age as such
Catching the snowflakes I am a teen.
What ever that I am not eighteen?
What ever that I am not so young?
The apples on the snow can be red or green,
Not all the songs for me were sung.
All the same my heart for love seeks,
All the same I need a sweet kiss.
All the same my soul basks
In the warmest bliss.
Come! It will be the sweetest kiss in the snowfall.
Come! I wouldn't like it to miss.
Come! I don't care what people say!
Come! It burns me inside! Please….!
I love you in winters, in springs.
I love you in summers and autumns.
In springs I grow my wings,
In winter I wait for the blossom.
Angel of winter flashed like a ray!
Today the Sun has appeared.
The silvery snowfalls are rolling in,
Bringing happiness in our life stream.
I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
I smile and whisper: You are my darling!
How much I love this winter wonderland!
And I wait for the song of a starling.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 5th of January,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Snowfalls
Snowfalls bring me to madness,
I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
Snow! The fluffy and sparkling snow!
Its falls make beautiful all my trips.
I love the snowfalls very much
Though I am not eighteen
Even at my age as such
Catching the snowflakes I am a teen.
What ever that I am not eighteen?
What ever that I am not so young?
The apples on the snow can be red and green,
Not all the songs for me were sung.
All the same my heart for love asks,
All the same I need a sweet kiss.
All the same my soul basks
In the warmest bliss.
Come! It will be the sweetest kiss in the snowfall.
Come! I wouldn’t like it to miss.
Come! I don’t care what people say!
Come! It burns me inside! Please….!
I love you in winters, in springs.
I love you in summers and autumns.
In springs I grow my wings,
In winter I wait for the blossom.
Angel of winter flashed like a ray!
Today the Sun has appeared.
The silvery snowfalls are rolling in,
Bringing happiness in our life stream.
I catch the snowflakes with my lips.
I smile and whisper: You are my darling!
How much I love this winter wonderland!
And I wait for the songs of a starling.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 5th of January,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Playing In The Snow
Watching snowflakes silently falling,
Children find extremely enthralling.
They stand with mouths open in awe,
As, though the air, snowflakes soar.
When children first see snow outside,
Their excitement, they just cannot hide.
Through the air, the snowflakes swirl,
Delighting every little boy and girl.
They put on their coats and their scarves,
And the air is filled with joyous laughs.
Their pink, rosy cheeks are all aglow,
As they fashion men made of snow.
They love the way that the snow glints,
And love making trails of fresh footprints.
Despite snow being so wet and cold,
Handfuls of it, they just love to hold.
On a sledge, they slide down a hill.
They never seem to mind the chill.
Many children find much delight
In taking part in a snowball fight.
The cold chills their fingers and toes;
It chills their ears and their nose.
Freezing conditions, they happily bear,
And they all play on, without a care.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Goodbye Winter Goodbye Everybody
Winter has passed friends will go
this year is gone along with the snow
this was the year that everyone knows
this is the year that everyone goes
I'll try not to cry but I'll miss you all
but again I know the snow will fall
My memories will come back that I do know
As long as my life is lived in the snow
I try to hold it all in but it's hard not to cry
thinking about leaving watching the sky
Snowflakes will fall onto my head
I will remember everything you've said
The Joy, the Sadness, the Fun, the Pain
I can see my future from this strength
the future of me the future of the snow
it will all work out this I know
I said I wouldn't cry but this I did lie
This is really sad after all
We will make new friends
til' now and til' then
But for now I say goodbye
to you, to snow sky
poem by Travis Ciempa
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Snowflakes Falling
Snowflakes, falling, from miraculous heights.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, airy and light.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, a blanket of white.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
Snowflakes, falling, crystalline delight.
Snowflakes, falling, on a cold winter's night.
poem by Ben Payton
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A Winter's Delight
The snow was falling from the sky,
Skillfully concealing the land once more
With a variety of glimmering snowflakes,
The shapes and forms never seen before.
The snow was falling from the sky,
So beautiful, the vault of pearl white
Made it appear as if the world were new.
It was a scene that made it an artist's delight.
The snow was falling from the sky,
Enchanting the land with a glistening snow.
Nature's wildlife leaving a visible trail
That vanished as the wind began to blow.
The snow was falling from the sky,
And in my caring and sensitive heart,
I marveled at the wonders of nature
Of which we are a genuine part.
The snow has ceased falling from the sky,
As elated children rush to their favorite site
To build snowcastles, forts, and snowmen
Before the emerging of a cold, winter night.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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Snowflakes
The cloud of winter
cloaking the sun.
Seems to amplify
an already loud quiet.
Noiselessly my footsteps fall
on the snow covered path.
As leisurely I stroll through
the hibernating forest.
Swirled to and fro
by a northern zephyr.
Graceful snowflakes
silently dance around me.
Pirouetting and floating
on their earth bound journey.
To join others that form
the deep carpet of white.
Catching some as they drift by.
With marvel I query.
How can these shapes
be so different one from another?
So fragile so beautiful
yet sadly so fleeting.
Like a dream
passing through slumber.
Snowflakes their existence
by no means immortal.
For will come the day
their fate realized.
When breezes waft warm
these frozen works of art.
Their destiny be nectar
to a waking thirsting earth.
Until such time
I will watch wonder and thank
Mother Nature.
For her unselfish gift of beauty.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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WInter Wonderland
The snow flakes come falling in the winter wonderland
I catch them all in my hand
But then I fall in the snow
Then the snowflakes start to fall slow
Then the angels come from above
And they bring all sorts of loving doves
They lift me up out of the snow
So I won't catch a cold
Now it's dark not so bright
It is turning day from night
I go inside and go to bed
Now in this winter wonderland
poem by Kayla Taylor
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Ode On Snow
Snowstorms!
Piles of snow!
Soft, crystalline white snowflakes!
Feathered rain!
Powder snow!
Falling snow!
Up to the kneecaps snow!
Snow stuck on sidewalks and streets!
Snowballs!
Snowmen!
Snowdrift!
Sledding on soft snow!
Crunching snow!
Snow cones!
poem by M.L. Squier
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In The Snow
in the snow i walk looking at everything coated in beautiful white
thoughts run through my head so many i cannot count
as i watch the snow fall i realize that its as beautiful as life itself
as i watch the snow fall i think of her and how i wish she could be beside me to see what i see just one last time
i cant help but wonder if she thought of me
in the snow there is something in the air i know i feel it so nice
there is something about the snow and the air that makes me think of you
as i get where i want to go
and step inside
snowflakes fall gentally off my hood
as i pound my feet the snow falls off and i become warm
the snow and ice that clazes me melts and falls
i know i will have to walk in the snow again
poem by Sandy Vanity
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Snow on snow
Snow on snow
Flakes gently falling
Like leaves from a tree
Asking permission
Before they land
On the snowflakes underneath
Each one different
Like leaves on a tree
A white carpet
Pure white till soiled
By children’s shoes
They love its touch
Ooo snowball fights
Snow doesn’t hurt
Snow is soft and forgiving
People hurt
They are selfish and cruel
So let it snow
Snow on snow on
poem by James Hart
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Ice Crystal Lattices
Snowflakes
frozen ice crystals
conglomerations
fall through
Earth
atmosphere
two snow
crystals
microscopic
supercooled
cloud
droplets freeze
variety
shapes
sizes
complex
shapes
emerging
as the flake
falls through
differing
temperature
humidity
air regimes
individual
snowflakes
nearly
unique
in
structure.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Impossibility Of Identical Snowflakes
Once upon a time
throughout most of
the twentieth century
it was believed no
two snowflakes
could be exactly alike.
Mathematically it is
highly unlikely
for two snowflakes
to be exactly alike.
This is due to
the roughly
10 to power 19
water molecules
which make up
a snowflake.
Snowflakes grow
at different rates
in different patterns.
The snowflake
growth rate pattern
probabilities vary
depending on
changing temperature
changing humidity
within the atmosphere
the snowflake
growth falls through
on its journey
to the ground
gravity induced.
The dawn birth
of snowflake
scientific research
began in 1885
initial attempts
to identify find
identical twin snowflakes
by photographing
thousands of snowflakes.
Wilson Alwyn Bentley
using a microscope
found the wide variety
of classic snowflakes
forms known today
in eye matching detail.
Probability theory
holds it is more likely
that two snowflakes
could become virtually
identical if their changing
temperature humidity
environments
were
similar enough.
Matching snow crystals
were discovered in
Wisconsin USA in 1988.
The crystals were not traditional
flakes but hollow hexagonal prisms
true moral of the snowflake story?
If you want to spend years
trying to identify
identical snowflakes in eye
matching detail; do not use error
random eye memory method
use instant point match computer.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Snowflakes
Soft snowflakes drift daintily down,
Without so much as a single sound.
Swirling around, they're a dazzling sight,
And they make the world seem so bright.
Each flake possesses a pattern so very rare,
That no two flakes can make a matching pair.
They each take on a very delicate form,
Which melts away, when it gets warm.
Each unique, frozen crystal is so very tiny;
Glistening in the sunlight, they look so shiny.
Each is a masterpiece: a major work of art,
Which, from our lives, will very soon depart.
Falling snowflakes appear so fluffy and soft,
When, caught by the wind, they dance aloft.
Single snowflakes are as light as a feather,
But weigh a ton, when collected together.
On every surface, the snowflakes collect:
Soon, with white, everything is bedecked.
The snowflakes form a thick carpet of white,
As they settle down, following their flight.
Things, which were familiar to our eyes,
Are suddenly more difficult to recognise.
Snow seems to change the world's face,
And it suddenly seems a different place.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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When The Snow Came
The snow started here, at about half past four;
Lightly, at first, but then it fell more and more.
Upon spying the first few flakes, I rushed to the shop;
The snow began to settle, but I hoped that it may stop.
But it continued to fall, creating a blanket of white;
Till snowflakes coated everything within my sight.
By nightfall, the world was bathed in an eerie glow,
Created by the bright reflection of the fallen snow.
Against the orange glow of a nearby street light,
I could see flakes falling, and swirling in flight.
Overnight, heavy snow had been forecast to fall,
But, luckily, for us, we had no extra snow at all.
I awoke in the morning, and saw patches of green,
And clear rectangles, where parked cars had been.
The snow was not half as bad, as I had anticipated;
I knew the snow would soon melt, and I felt elated.
The day brightened up and, very soon, the sun shone;
In almost no time at all, much of the snow was gone.
By midday, we were well into the very welcome thaw;
I’m hoping that, for a while, we won’t have any more.
Snow can create many amazing, picturesque scenes,
But walking through it, when it’s icy, I’m not so keen.
Whenever snow is predicted, I feel panic in my heart,
And I feel glad whenever the snow decides to depart.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Snow Is Falling
Snow is falling: snow is falling.
Geranium flowers reach
for the blizzard’s small white stars
past the window’s edge.
Snow is falling, all is lost,
the whole world’s streaming past:
the flight of steps on the back stairs,
the corner where roads cross.
Snow is falling: snow is falling,
not snowflakes stealing down,
Sky parachutes to earth instead,
in his worn dressing gown.
As if he’s playing hide-and-seek,
across the upper landings,
a mad thing, slowly sneaks,
Sky creeps down from the attic.
It’s all because life won’t wait,
before you know, it’s Christmas here.
And look, in a minute,
suddenly it’s New Year.
Snow is falling, deeper – deeper.
Maybe, with that same stride
in that same tempo,
with that same languor,
Time’s going by?
Year after year, perhaps,
passing, as snow’s falling,
like words in a poem?
Snow’s falling: snow’s falling.
Snow is falling, all is lost –
the whitened passers-by,
leaves’ startled showing,
the corners where roads cross.
poem by Boris Pasternak
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~Cold
! Lost raindropps in the snow
Covered in ice cold regret
Never-ever to be found
In the chill of Winter-Set
Frozen are the rainbows
Made of colour spectrum lights
Covered up by dancing
Snowflakes
Of the blanket white-covered night
poem by Theodora Onken
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