“I knew this was a crazy idea,” Crow grumbled to himself, clinging to his shoulders with his frozen fingers through his dark red jacket. He shivered a bit, shaking his head to shake off the shiver and peered ahead. Snow was falling slowly, in white light fluffs, and the sun was hidden behind the thick gray clouds. All of the light illuminating the street lit up the cold wet concrete sidewalk and cobblestone road. Everythi...

One of the best holidays I ever had Was when I was fifteen When I spent ten days on New Zealand's South Island. After landing in Christchurch And getting our luggage  Then going to pick up the car We headed down south. Stopping at two glaciers Admiring them with awe They were spectacular,  But had to continue down further I guess you'll agree. Spending the most time Based out of Queenstown, Where I went jet boating On the...

If you were quiet enough, you might hear the heartbeat of each flake as it hits its sea of brethren. You could be so light of foot that you might sense the shiver of the snow itself, nestling into the crevasses and nooks of every tree and root. So cold you would be that the breath in front of your face would no longer obscure your vision, its warmth a clash of two dichotomies, the complex construction of frozen atoms, and...

Snow is drifting lazily down Caressing branches, gathering slowly Standing by the window, Cup of cocoa in my hands I hear the gentle stirring A quiet giggle filters down the stairs I watch the snow drift into small piles And look forward to the time to come Her head pops round the corner "Snow, Mama!" her giggle rebounds I laugh and gather up her coat Pulling gloves and boots on A kiss and snowfall scatters As she romps a...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Deep azure wells turned upside down,Fathoms of years above my headWhere the stars of faerie coins wink brightlyAnd shine upwards to the earth below.The Snow Queen flies, her minions a-flurryTo serve the haughty, ice-crowned witch.The earth beneath her royal trainLies lost in slumber, deep, dark sleep.Pine trees spike into the sk...

The Burning of the Golden Eagles. The Grande Armee on the move. Oh what a mere 6 months would make.  450,000 strong marched to the sound of drums and buglers. Move east men for the empire, for the glory of our Emperor. The folly of men and countries to stand in his way. On we marched. City and towns fell as rain in the summer. Before long we camp on the Nieman. One last white dove did we send. Look men, stand in formation...

Thirty Forever Back when I was in my thirties, after a particularly heavy snow-storm, I noticed the school-kids having snowball fights every day as they walked by my house on their way to school. I decided to have a little fun with them. I hid behind the hedgerow in my front garden. After stock-piling snowballs ready for the attack, the kids eventually started drifting past, in their two's and three's. I started throwing,...

Snow Monkey at a young age you move off to bed looking out the window as the sky turns pink even at your young age you know there is snow in the sky .. will you.. could you have that special day that snow day? under your quilts you hide with but a nose to be seen prayer on your lips snow we need more snow waking early you race to the window wow you squeal in glee for 20 inches of snow is to be seen no school no school you...

The PassThis was an extreme winter for the small village tucked away in a valley.All the old farmers knew in the fall by looking at the horses growing thick coats, squirrels gathering nuts running to and fro looking into the sky. Day after day wagon after wagon loaded with firewood snaked thru the pass.The elders gathered the villagers and had them bend on one knee to pray."We give our lives into your safe keeping," they...

I am enthralled by little pins of cold that dissipate on my tongue. The crisp air tingles my nostrils as I gaze into the soft grey sky. The flakes are tiny. They float lazily down and sparkle for an instant before disappearing into the grass. The silence is palpable. "This is it", I think to myself. "This is the real snow I have been waiting for ever since that first wet, sticky mess in November." I want to laugh out loud...

The pines are hanging lowWeighted by the new fallen snowIt looks as though the cloudsHave fallen to the ground belowThe white replaces the greenMaking a winter wonderland sceneAnd the woodland creatures aboutMake all your senses keenSnowflakes falling with their graceWinding and weaving, down they raceCovering the dead of winter's pastMaking the world a better placeSo white, and all so pureThey bring the world a cureFrom...

A fresh dusting of snow as I awake this morning.I hate winter, really I do, let this be your warning. Seeing the ground covered with white purity.Me now full, filled, brimming with security. Knowing that nature is cleansing the earth.Never leaves my thoughts lacking dearth. Green of the grass poking through the white.Warms my heart, though the coldness I spite. She has a plan and she makes it very clear.Always doing what...

Have you ever seen a "Snowy White Christmas”? I did one time and I did not like it at all. It was so very cold, my nose and ears almost froze! I honestly do not care, about the Christmas season. No one seems to remember, the original most magical reason All has been focused, on shopping and spending. When in fact they really should be sharing and praying The world is not a cruel, or self-centered place. It is those that a...

I don't deserve youYou are far too graciousTo gift me with your loveA warm embraceOn a chilly February morningWhen I least expected itThree years ago, now almost fourWe started off as friendsI arrived as frigid as a winter's dayWith a coat of painted iceIt took long to dry the coatThough I remained frozenFor quite a while afterwardsMy mind was elsewhereDreaming up tales of adventureOf having seen the unseen a world awayTh...

The thoughts in my head Snowflakes falling from the sky Swirling randomly