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Every few weeks we feature the best poems sent
to us that answer
the POETRY CHALLENGE.
Will YOU take up the challenge? A
new challenge starts soon... The
Best Christmas and Winter Poems 2011 Visions
of Orange by Tabitha Lay Autumn
leaves, whispering on puddles,
the cold winter nights
with crackling fire
cuddles,
the crunching of nuts shells
under welly boot feet,
Collecting
russet conkers,
with old friends we meet.
Visions of orange,
of yellow,
of red,
the nights grow older,
dusty books are read.
The first snowflake,
melting before touch,
hello to the winter,
we have missed so much.
Bounding
on ice,
we slip, we fall,
the ones who laugh,
who can't speak at all.
Feelings
of winter, of autumn, of spring,
Listen out back to the carollers that sing.
Nana-knitted scarves
that itch our necks,
but we say nothing,
as
she gives us pecks.
Red rum noses,
with cheeks to match,
the snow covered
garden vegetable patch.
Listen to the dry cold night,
the full moon giving
out its reflecting light.
A vision of white, of black, of grey,
the cold
night turns into day.
Frozen dew, on frosted grounds,
The small distant,
morning sounds.
Whispering cars on the road far away,
listening to
playing children in the day.
A cold night brings
joy into young ones hearts,
as the small sound of bells,
play their parts.
They sleep in beds,
but with eyes wide,
so much excitement that they cannot hide.
I remember
when I had that feeling,
staying up,
until eventually dreaming.
Then
waking up,
to the sound of day,
the pulling, ripping,
tearing of paper
as they play.
But that feeling is lost,
to what we have all lost it,
And
now we will go, watch, sit,
Sit with our own children,
and get joy from
their happiness.
We are given hugs,
along with a kiss,
and for when
night comes,
we say goodnight to winter,
and our yellow fire,
turns
to cinder. 
Christmas
is Special by Lily and Ella (aged 9)
Christmas is
special, Christmas is great.
It's a perfect time to celebrate.
Christmas
Eve is the time to wait
For Santa Claus to come really late.
On Christmas
Eve we watch movies,
The Christmas Carol and drink smoothies.
We go to bed
early, for Santa's journey.
Lily and Ella will be best friends forever,
A
wonderful time for our life. Christmas,
Christmas, Christmas by Regor Snevets (aged 10)
Christmas,
Christmas, Christmas
Is never every boring
In the morning the sound of opening
presents
In the evening Grandad snoring!
Winter
Days by Waddia S. (aged 12)
How
sweet and calm are winter days!
So cool and so snowy,
So enchanting and
yet you will just die off in your cozy bedding
Watch the birds flying firmly
with their clamor so high
Diving individually In the big blue bowl of the sky
And
the shiny Sun is dancing
Like a big golden disco ball
On the long line of
the never-ending ocean like sky
On the winter days
The kids are playing
in the ground
Wearing blazers and jackets
Feeling so tired and exhausted
And
sighing the calmness and blessing
Their hands and toes are shivering
Like
tingling steel on shivery, cold, lonely winter days
The flower and plants in
the garden beside
Giving a sweet passionate scent
Rolling in the garden
like school bells
Revitalizing the world with their sweet glam
Love the
way they are, on winter days
While it is night time
The moon gazes on the
sky high
Strewing its silver, shiny light
Among the whole mankind
The
birds are going back to their homes, relaxing and planning
On the cool, invigorating
winter night
The friends are chatting and playing, energetically and full of
life
Ratting and tempting, making noise
Loving the charm and charisma of
charismatic winter days
Seem to make it feel
The howling and thronging cold
breeze
Going to make me
Love these lonely winter days
Something
Scary This Way Comes
The
best of your Halloween Poems!
Happy
Halloween! by Frannie (aged 9)
Once
two kids had a party at Halloween
So they both went to a…
…Local
Tower!
When they got there
There was blood dripping from the ceiling!
They
opened a cupboard and inside was a…
SKELETON! The
Scary Halloween Shack by Aiyana Urja Minocha
(aged 6)
It was Halloween and I met a fairy who was
quite contrary,
She took me to a place which was very, very scary.
She left
me in a dense forest with ghosts everywhere,
They gave me a really big scare.
Suddenly there came a witch who gave me an ear twitch.
We had a dreadful
feast which I couldn't stand the least.
She gave me an epic to read so that
her magic spell could succeed.
For the witch, things were going well.
She almost had me in her spell.
By chance I saw a feather lying by,
I
tickled her nose so she started to cry.
I told the broomstick to make her
fly high.
I was free!! And shouted with glee!
The witch screeched, "Why,
oh why, oh why?!?!?!?!?!?!"
From then I kept a track never to come
back!
To that scary creepy Halloween shack. Halloween
Night by Megan Evans (aged 10) (After
Pie Corbett's A Poem To Be Spoken Silently) It
was so spooky, that I felt
The
leaves dance around me
As
they fell of the trees It
was so ghostly, that I saw
The
moon glowing as brightly
As
the sun It
was so chilling, that I heard
The
creaking and complaining
Of
a rusty hinge It
was so frightening, that I smelt
The
fear of the person
Passing
by It
was so alarming, that I tasted
The
burnings and fire
Of
long ago It
was so eerie that I knew
I
was not alone
In
the night A
Scary Poem by Hanneli A
witch
what an itch.
I wish I was
a scary leach.
A dog can talk,
a
snake can walk,
I can run on a big slippery bun
but when I fall
I become
a scary ghost
and I cost 50p
all in my dream. Or
Worse by Megan Evans (aged 10) It's
the middle of the night
Without
any noises
The
place is quite deserted
This
always happens on Halloween! I
hear the wind blowing... blowing… blowing
Hey,
that can't be the WIND!
Maybe
it's a dragon!
Or
worse. No,
wait a minute! The house isn't on FIRE!
Maybe
it's Medusa, who reeks of the Greeks!
With
her snakes coiling, hanging down like rope!
Or
worse. Hmm,
the house isn't stone yet! Hold on!
Maybe
it's a skeleton, with its rattling bones
As
white and bright as the moon!
Or
worse. Hold
on, I hear footsteps!
Maybe
it's the Yeti, with feet like tombstones!
I
wonder if it's the type that eats people?
Or
worse? Oh
no! A blonde-haired figure is entering the room!
It
is as white as the moon, only whiter,
It
is as bad as that memory of forgetting the keys
Or
worse! Hold
on! It is all of those things! I get a good look!
It
is blowing, It has snaky hair, big feet and it is black!
It
smells of my mum's perfume! Maybe it ate her
Or
worse! It
turns on the light! It is my cousin Zoe!
Making
shush gestures
With
untamed hair and her mum's wedding dress
Her
dad's shoes and Mum's perfume! I
say, rather relieved,
"Zoe,
go back to sleep!"
She
looks at the clock on the wall and says
"Aren't
you going to have lunch!"
Once Upon a Night
by Sneha Chatterjee
Accepting
my exacerbated insomnia
I went up straight
Into the ground of fear test
When moon sang her post midnight lullabies
And I found another insomniac.
"Oh you're just like me!"
I sat beside him asking
"What
troubles you from getting any sleep?"
(And without breathing he said)
"Oh,
iIt was too warm inside my grave
So I came out for some frosty air he he he
he he..."
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