
Winter's approach brings a quiet hush,
As a delicate frost decorates the land.
A tapestry of crystals, Jack’s silent brush,
Creates a sight both peaceful and grand.
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Trees stand proud, their limbs aglow,
With icy jewels, pure and bright.
Each leaf and twig, a masterpiece below,
Reflecting the full moon's delicate light.
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The world awakens, crisp and cold,
A symphony of silence fills the air.
Beneath the sky's heavenly fold,
Winter's icy touch, beyond compare.
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Frost-kissed fields, a canvas wide,
Glimmering silver, serene and white.
Nature's secrets softly confide,
Beneath the starry, moonlit night.
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In this temporary moment's grace,
Let us stroll through nature’s showroom
The beauty of Jack Frost’s strokes we trace,
A precious gift, filling our hearts, boom boom


Comments (8)
magically beautiful. That picture as well. good luck in the challenge!
So pretty.
Oh wow, this was so lovely! Such a wonderful poem!
Absolutely wonderful. every line has a detail of Winter that makes me remember the first frost
This is beautiful, MC. Well done.
And this is frosted beauty, I say! Beautiful, Sharon.
Love that last boom, boom. Frosty heart beating its drum. Ah Winter is here. Hello flakes.
Beautiful <3