This week we had a snowball fight! Well, it was more of metaphorical, poetic one. After answering a few writing prompts inspired by winter, the poets crumpled up their pieces of paper into snowballs and threw them at their fellow poets. After collecting a handful of snowballs, students used each other’s words to write poems about winter. Here are a few pieces about this chilliest of seasons.
I Hate Winter
I hate winter
My feet can’t stand winter
I hate being outside
My red hands hurt when it hits the cold
I really hate getting stuck in the snow
I always end up getting sick,
I am really lazy when it comes to winter
My ears are too cold to hear
My nose is too cold to smell
I always need to carry Vaseline during this nightmare
Kai Ying B.
As the heaters are blasting and no
sun is out, it’s just white.
Why just white? It’s winter
Winter, so powerful
cold and snow.
I sip hot cocoa inside, I warm up
my chocolatey goodness in a cup
that’s steamy, with some fresh soft cookies
that are out of the oven.
I watch warm Christmas movies that warm your heart
with my loved ones.
I rub my hands and feet together,
To keep warm and comfortable
In this cold, cold snowy weather.
My love for winter
the cool frosty breeze giving me
chills down my back
I will go get a hot cup of coffee
makes me feel warm inside.
A freezing blizzard outside,
I go to the fireplace
As I’m sitting I hear a snap, crackle, pop
The fire wood is burning while I’m twisting and turning
in my bed, I feel like a marshmallow in a
cup of hot cocoa
I feel like a snowflake, perfect in every way
the snow is glistening, the fire is popping as the
shutter creaks, I fall in a deep sleep.
Winter is hot foamy cocoa at the crack of dawn
In the living room, just you
and the decorated tree lit with lights
Winter is the amazing activities planned
previously, that we will oh so enjoy.
Sled going down snow slopes, snow angels
flying their way into a winter wonderland,
packed up snow in your palm
freezing it instantly
Winter is a harsh painful monster
roads and steps frozen with black ice,
cars and people slipping and sliding
walking with the winter breeze.
Feels like tiny little icicles
stabbing your body
Falling in the snow numbs the body
and stabs you like a million needles.