Your winter poems are wintry, windy, wonderful delights– here are some favourites

What a bonanza bunch of winter poems arrived in my email box. Thank you young poets. You made my day with your poetry magnificence. I loved the poems that used great detail to make winter come alive on the page. As I read your poems, it felt like I could not only see winter but also taste it and hear it too. And I loved the ripple of winter activities.


I have picked a few to share with you which means lots of magnificent poems didn’t get posted. They were all so good to read! I have also picked a few children to send a book. I picked children who have not yet received a book from Poetry Box. So some books that I love go to: Jesse (Bravo!), Gina (Reflections of a Solitary Hamster), Charlotte (The Reluctant Little Flower Girl, kindly donated by the author, Melanie Koster), Katy (The Loblolly Boy and the Sorcerer by fabulous Christchurch author, James Norcliffe) and Lottie (a beautiful Beatrix Potter notebook to fill with poems).  I got carried away! I will have to restock my book box.

BTW If you spot a mistake in your poem I can change it for you.

First up a wonderful poem from Poetry Box regular, Daniel.
I love the short lines for this poem and the pictures that grew in my head.


On a cold day

I put on my snow boots

I am a scary yeti

I leave a trail of giant footprints


I walk to school

I am dragon

I have dragon breath

I leave a trail of steamy clouds


In the evening

I curl up snuggly beside the fire

I am a cat

Pretending there is no snow

By Daniel, Year 1, age 5, Adventure School, Porirua


Second up another Poetry Box regular, Ewen, This fabulous poem reminded me of a skinny wintry tree.  This poem has terrific movement!


Soaking up

the atmosphere

of winter,

the icy road,

the bare trees,

icy fingers,

icy toes,

the rain

on the road,

the cosy fire,

the sneezes,

the breezes,

the snow.

Ewen W, aged 11, Year 7, Cobham Intermediate School, Christchurch


Phoebe’s poem has real atmosphere and you will discover there is something special about it!

As Winter Comes  2010

The days are wet, and cold, and windy.

The nights grow longer and longer.

When the night falls the wind howls

and rain splatters on your window sill.

You know that Winter has come.


All snuggled up in bed with hot chocolates,

blankets and hot water bottles.

You know that you are warm and safe

for this night, and another, to come.

Phoebe wrote this poem when she was about 7. But now she is in Year 7 and 11 years old. She goes to Saint Mary’s College in Ponsonby.


Benjamin shows acrostic poems can be fun. I love the lines he has chosen– juicy images and juicy words!


W         Wet and windy Winter

I         In the morning there is icy ice on the grass left by Jack Frost.

N         Nudy trees on the side of the road and in the park.

T         Toasty, warm fire in the lounge at nighttime when it’s cold.

E         Extra blankets on your bed to keep you cosy.

R         Rain making puddles on the ground.

By Benjamin M, Age 8 ½, Year 4, Homeschooled


Fendalton School in Christchurch has been busy writing fabulous winter poems with all kinds of moods and detail. I have picked a couple to post but I loved the winteriness of them all!

Winter is everywhere

Leaves are falling,

trees are sleeping

through the long cold winter months.

Frozen lands everywhere.

The sky is grey and sad.

Lottie Mortlock Age 8


Winter morning

Snowflakes falling like little stars

Loving families cuddling by the fireplace

Mum’s cooking up little storms

Frozen lakes sparkle in the sunlight

Little ice crystals hanging from trees.

Lily Greenwood Age 8


Keeping warm

Squishy snow freezes my bitter feet.

Icy land covers my view of the mountain.

Inside fire flaming

hot cocoa spills over my winter gloves.

I feel it burning through my tingling fingers.

Marshmallows melt in my mouth

hot cocoa hmm… delicious.

Emily Smith Age 8


Winter poem

I awake to frost

tingling on the brim of my roof.

Crisp, crunchy ice everywhere.

I dress warmly

to play in the winter snow.

Outside I shake the icy trees

crispy snowflakes fall.

I catch them on my tongue.

They melt in my mouth.

Arnika D Age 8



Year 5/6 students from Maungatapu Primary in Tauranga have been exploring winter in poetry. They hunted for great words and great detail. All the poems stood out for me (they crackled with winter energy) but here are couple to share.


Winter Wonderland

I love winter

All day, funny movies

Sipping hot creamy milky cocoa

in my onezie

slurping up steaming chicken noodles next to the heater

my face a pink glow

Out the misty foggy window white peppermint grass

A howling wind moaning, groaning


That’s why I love winter

Kaley G




Winter has come again

as the light dies in the freeze

Furious rain drives in

My nights spent sipping

creamy hot chocolate

Watching golden embers

Aroma of hot buns

and pumpkin soup from the kitchen

My mouth waters

The cat sleeps in a ball of fur

purring like an idling car motor

Looking forward to soccer season again

And the game tomorrow

Michael D




Snuggled up alongside the fire

Cradling a cup of soup while

Rain pounds against the window

like it wants to grab me

And toss me out into the raging storm

The fire crackling

as the logs tumble down

with a shower of sparks

I take a sip of the warm delicious soup

With the comfort of the fire

feeling secure from the fierce storm outside

Samuel C



Year 3 and 4 students at Golden Sands School in Papamoa sent in a fabulous bunch of poems that were very wintry and also had little stories running through them. This was a favourite.


The wind was howling through the croaky rusty windows

The wind scattered into my bed like a ghost

The wind slowly crept all around the house to make it freezing

The wind quickly dashed upstairs

and that was the storm.

Jesse O Year 3



Wind struck

Massive drops fell from the sky

Smashing against the windows

Rain smashed the concrete

All the dogs in the neighbourhood barked

Wind whacked the tramp over


The kennel fell apart

Cooper B Year 3


The Stormy Night

The wind whirls around outside

Boom! Boom! the trapdoor banged open and shut.


The wind howls like a wolf

in the chilly night.


The wind smashes me over with its strength

and doesn’t let me go

Outside the trees brush against the fence.

Max K Year 4


Wind War


The wind factory is making cloud ghosts

They’re shooting water bombs at the ripped earth.


The flat grass walls shoot trees that wiggle around the grass walls

Like spears protecting Mother Earth.


In a school is where war begun

In the school there is a boy who wrote this poem

That boy is me!

Kaleb E Year 4



From Mangatangi School (near Miranda/ Mangatawhiri)wherethe students shared my poem, ‘White sheep, white sheep,’ and Wordsworth’s cloud poem to inspire them. I loved all the different directions these poems took with clouds. Such a joy to read them all. I have picked two to post that I especially liked.


The Cloud

I see a cloud

Looking like a wild horse

Galloping through

The wild wind

Leading a pack of airborne horses

I’m thinking of the freedom

They get, one day I’ll be

Part of that same pack

Of wild horses

Flying and gliding through the

Gina, Aged 10, Year 6


Teddy Bear Cloud

I jump in the rainy

From the stormy cloud above,

thunder, booming

wind, howling.

I’m shivering.

I want to go inside.

Thunder’s stopped booming,

wind no longer howling.

I think I’ll stay


under this teddy bear shaped

Tamara, Aged 10, Year 6


 Charlotte has used the senses beautifully to sparkle in her poem.

Senses of Winter

Winter looks like grey clouds, lightening flashing, brown leaves, muddy ground and bare trees.

Winter sounds like rain pattering on the roof, strong winds howling and thunder crashing making our dog bark.

Winter smells like my woolly blanket and clothes all clean after they get washed in Softly.

Winter feels like freezing ice and with the fire lit it feels cosy warm with my blanket too.

Winter tastes like my Mummy’s Chicken Pie with hot Apple Pie and ice cream for dessert.

By Charlotte M Age 5 1/ 2, Year 1 Home-schooled


From Ohaupo School some poems that showed how a handful of words can make so much happen in a poem when the words are as carefully chose as these.


Thunder, lightning

Raining, pouring, freezing

Grey sky,

Deep freezer.

Bodie, Year 7



Winter blows in,

macpac jackets being worn, and umbrellas opening

on a rainy , cold day

with dogs wearing coats, and wood burning.

Sophie, Year 6



4 thoughts on “Your winter poems are wintry, windy, wonderful delights– here are some favourites

  1. Lynley Skiffington

    Thanks so much Paula, Jesse will be so proud! I might ‘borrow’ some of these poems to move my students forward…and choose a specific structure to follow. There are some amazing writers out there, very neat to read. Kindest Regards, Lynley


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