Poems about WINTER!
by Little Dazzy Donuts
Here’s a selection of poems about Winter taken from the weekly Kids’ Poetry Club podcast, including links to podcast episodes and YouTube videos.
All poems are written by children’s poet, Little Dazzy Donuts. Illustrations by Dot Cherch.
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“Snowed Under”
(available in episode 89 and on YouTube)
I was simply too busy
when the first snowfall came,
so I left it to sit on the ground.
As I waded through stacks
of emails and books,
with the snow sat in piles, drifts and mounds.
I worked ever so hard
each day and each night,
and snowstorms they came and they went.
The snow deep enough
to cover my car,
as I worked every hour that was sent.
By March, my whole home
could no longer be seen.
My neighbors were all left to ponder
why I left it so late
to pick up a shovel,
as I'm now well and truly snowed under.
“Fresh Snowfall”
(available in episode 79 and on YouTube)
I awoke to a scene
reimagined as white.
A crisp clean sheet
pulled over it tight,
and patterned with the placing
of hundreds of feet.
Tucked in at the corners,
and patted down neat.
Glistening like diamonds
in the dawn’s early sun.
A testament to perfection
until the moment I come.
To ruin this world,
feels so unjust,
but with a sled in one hand,
ruin it, I must.
“Knocked Out Cold”
(available in episode 82)
After an hour, the cold in my toes,
spread through my feet,
and up through my bones,
'til my knees went all blue
and my legs were both numb.
If you'll pardon the expression,
I lost touch with my bum,
as that cold spread upwards and inwards and 'round.
With my lips and tongue frozen,
I mumbled a sound
to say that I'd thought being outside never get old,
but an hour in the snow just knocked me out cold.
“The Watched Snowflake”
(available in episode 79)
The weather forecaster clearly predicted
that today we'd see some snow.
So, I got up early to wax my runners
then layer on my clothes,
before sitting down patiently to watch and wait
for this brown-gray world to turn white.
I've now stared for hours at darkening clouds,
without a single snowflake in sight.
Everything comes to those who wait.
Surely, I’ve now waited enough.
I know that I need to be patient,
I'm just finding this waiting too tough.
As I’m sat down here at my window,
there’s a lesson today for us all:
no matter your wanting and wishing,
a watched snowflake simply won’t fall.
“To The Very End”
(available in episode 79)
Head first.
Feet up.
Belly on a tray of steel.
Flying in a farmer’s field.
Gripping tight.
Icy slope.
End up where I may.
Gravity’s effect on a steel tray.
Clamber back.
Try again.
Rinse, repeat, half a day.
Alone at last with my steel tray.
Keep going.
Never stop.
Permission granted to pretend.
This is me, to the very end.
“Layering”
(available in episode 63 and on YouTube)
No matter the season,
I love it outdoors!
In Summer, I’m out there
in t-shirts and shorts.
Come Fall and then Winter,
it gets chilly and wet,
so I’ll share a life lesson,
you should never forget.
When you’re heading outside,
layer on clothes.
As many as you can,
from your head to your toes.
They’ll protect you from wind,
and even from snow,
wearing layer upon layer,
is the way you should go.
Pull on multiple pants,
and five to ten socks.
Wearing sweater upon sweater,
is nothing to knock.
If you’re layering right,
you'll double in size.
The only parts of you visible
are your nose and your eyes.
It will take you an hour,
but when you are done,
you’ll be ready to head off
for some seasonal fun.
Oh … something I missed
right at the start,
don’t miss this key step,
else it all falls apart …
if you’ve started your layering,
you’ve started too soon,
as your first step is always
to use the bathroom.