sip at your iced mocha
watch the fog on the windows consume your view
of the outdoors
it’s wintertime
let your breath warm your lovers cheek.
Lace
The air nipped at the skin of his hands, his face, his neck. He shivered and tried to bury further inside his knit sweater, shakily breathing warm air into his hands. He shoved his hands under his armpits, and tucked his nose under the turtleneck collar of his sweater.
cyb
you hate it. oh god, do you hate it. its bleak and drab and ever so cold. your skin peels and your hair is somehow even more unruly than ever.
sicily would never do this to you.
rhey quaza
Wintertime is a glorious time. The snow falling gracefully. Everyone enjoys wintertime somehow.
Cassidy Martinez
Wintertime always begins with that strong gust of wind and the need to carry a spare jacket with me all the time. It starts of boots and hot beverages and thoughts of cuddles indoors. I love wintertime.
The most amazing time of the year. I just love everything about it. Christmas and new year are just great. I love when it snows. Wintertime is perfect for snuggling and drinking hot chocolate.
jeyny
Wintertime is finally here, and thank god it’s not remotely as cold as it was last year. At least, not so far. This is actually pretty decent weather for a winter, and if I could choose whether or not it remains this way, I would. I absolutely can’t stand snow, in fact, I HATE IT! But, nonetheless, I’m prepared for the remainder of the season. I know this decentish weather isn’t going to last.
I’ve always enjoyed wintertime. I’d like to say it was become of the snow: the way the world gets coated in white and the flaws of the earth are made pristine. In truth, it doesn’t snow very often here. I like looking forward to snow: the anticipation, the hope of seeing the world become a postcard right in front of you, and the thrill of seeing that first tiny flake. Plus, it’s great coffee weather.
Brandon Steward
It is sad, and grey all the time. But your memory warms me, it always will. It’s ever-present even when the cold has surrounded even my smile.
Jennifer Madinabeitia
I wrote about wintertime I want a new word….booooboooo
freaking cold.
but
freaking beautiful.
Cuddling and snuggling.
White grounds
Dark sky
Longer nights
shorter days
gloves scarfs hats jackets and boots
sledding skiing no swimming
snow men
snow balls, no gowns
I
Wintertime is a time of snuggling up close to the fireplace, being with friends and family, and the best holidays of the year (in my opinion). It’s all about together-ness. While it may be cold and bitter to some, some of the best Winter memories we have is outside in the cold of the white snow and flurries that fall from the skies.
Alex
I stood in front of my window as the snow fell from the sky, creating a winter wonderland that was irresistible. And when I turned on the news and saw that school had been canceled due to the snow, I knew that it was wintertime because of the most magical perks involved- snow days.
Sarah
Wintertime is meant for hugs and kisses, warm coffee and cuddles. I love wintertime because of the amazingly chilly weather. It makes me feel almost as hopeful as during springtime, but somehow so much better because of the lack of flies
Stephanie
Yes yes the snow is living the plants are dying but what does that really matter? Why can u just see what hidden Horace, it’s not about the obvious you twat. With that I smiled, Horace was really a simpleton. Well we can’t all be like you can we. Well he was right, it’s rather lonely thinking the way I do.
Danielle
I sit in front of the large window, with a hot chocolate and HIM right in front of me. His sweater is way to big and every time I look at him I blush. He smiles at me and my eyes go back to my drink, I couldn’t imagine anything better than sitting here with the guy I like drinking something warm and discussing about god and the world.
Wintertime is always cold. So cold. just imagine the snow and the ice. I think it’s cold. but it’s also beautiful, isn’t it? I think it’s beautiful. just imagine all the snow and the ice. I really like and I hate it the same time.
Maria
I’ve always loved the wintertime. Especially when the snow is covering all the ugly secrets that are lying out there.
christmastime is here and all is lit and all is near. every smile is wide as the starscape fueled by hope that saint nick will bring anything but coal.
It is so cold but I still love to eat ice cream with my loved ones while cuddling under a thick blanket on my bed. I love it when we throw snowballs and run til we slipped on the roads. Hot pot of soup is my bestfriend during winter.
apoll bolong
it’s not like it’s really all that bad i mean it’s nice you know like it’s just that it’s nice it’s what people mean when they say “Gee, that’s really nice” not nice like oh cool story bro but gee. That’s really nice. Just like that. that’s what i mean when it’s nice outside, it’s not spring i know that’s when we usually think it’s nice but i mean it’s just nice when there’s snow
Schau raus-
die Welt so wunderschön!
All das Grau bedeckt mit weiß,
alles häßliche überdeckt
Alles wirkt so schön,
so friedlich –
die weiße Winterlandschaft.
Anuri
Snow in the air, on the ground. Those first few hours of a snow fall are precious. Untouched pure white snow, glittering like diamonds have been sprinkled across the top. Eventually it becomes slush, especially in the city.
Anne
Wintertime brings the old memories of hot chocolate, croissants after the walk along the frozen lake.
chhidru
Warm hot cocoa snuggly sweaters. family Cristmas’s , crazy people crazy games yummy food.
teagan
Wintertime was her way of hiding
with frostbitten toes and frosted lips
she remained silent and frozen
with no one to know who she was
softly being blanketed by a mask of snow
quietly falling, without a sound
sip at your iced mocha
watch the fog on the windows consume your view
of the outdoors
it’s wintertime
let your breath warm your lovers cheek.
The air nipped at the skin of his hands, his face, his neck. He shivered and tried to bury further inside his knit sweater, shakily breathing warm air into his hands. He shoved his hands under his armpits, and tucked his nose under the turtleneck collar of his sweater.
you hate it. oh god, do you hate it. its bleak and drab and ever so cold. your skin peels and your hair is somehow even more unruly than ever.
sicily would never do this to you.
Wintertime is a glorious time. The snow falling gracefully. Everyone enjoys wintertime somehow.
Wintertime always begins with that strong gust of wind and the need to carry a spare jacket with me all the time. It starts of boots and hot beverages and thoughts of cuddles indoors. I love wintertime.
The most amazing time of the year. I just love everything about it. Christmas and new year are just great. I love when it snows. Wintertime is perfect for snuggling and drinking hot chocolate.
Wintertime is finally here, and thank god it’s not remotely as cold as it was last year. At least, not so far. This is actually pretty decent weather for a winter, and if I could choose whether or not it remains this way, I would. I absolutely can’t stand snow, in fact, I HATE IT! But, nonetheless, I’m prepared for the remainder of the season. I know this decentish weather isn’t going to last.
I’ve always enjoyed wintertime. I’d like to say it was become of the snow: the way the world gets coated in white and the flaws of the earth are made pristine. In truth, it doesn’t snow very often here. I like looking forward to snow: the anticipation, the hope of seeing the world become a postcard right in front of you, and the thrill of seeing that first tiny flake. Plus, it’s great coffee weather.
It is sad, and grey all the time. But your memory warms me, it always will. It’s ever-present even when the cold has surrounded even my smile.
I wrote about wintertime I want a new word….booooboooo
freaking cold.
but
freaking beautiful.
Cuddling and snuggling.
White grounds
Dark sky
Longer nights
shorter days
gloves scarfs hats jackets and boots
sledding skiing no swimming
snow men
snow balls, no gowns
Wintertime is a time of snuggling up close to the fireplace, being with friends and family, and the best holidays of the year (in my opinion). It’s all about together-ness. While it may be cold and bitter to some, some of the best Winter memories we have is outside in the cold of the white snow and flurries that fall from the skies.
I stood in front of my window as the snow fell from the sky, creating a winter wonderland that was irresistible. And when I turned on the news and saw that school had been canceled due to the snow, I knew that it was wintertime because of the most magical perks involved- snow days.
Wintertime is meant for hugs and kisses, warm coffee and cuddles. I love wintertime because of the amazingly chilly weather. It makes me feel almost as hopeful as during springtime, but somehow so much better because of the lack of flies
Yes yes the snow is living the plants are dying but what does that really matter? Why can u just see what hidden Horace, it’s not about the obvious you twat. With that I smiled, Horace was really a simpleton. Well we can’t all be like you can we. Well he was right, it’s rather lonely thinking the way I do.
I sit in front of the large window, with a hot chocolate and HIM right in front of me. His sweater is way to big and every time I look at him I blush. He smiles at me and my eyes go back to my drink, I couldn’t imagine anything better than sitting here with the guy I like drinking something warm and discussing about god and the world.
Wintertime is always cold. So cold. just imagine the snow and the ice. I think it’s cold. but it’s also beautiful, isn’t it? I think it’s beautiful. just imagine all the snow and the ice. I really like and I hate it the same time.
I’ve always loved the wintertime. Especially when the snow is covering all the ugly secrets that are lying out there.
christmastime is here and all is lit and all is near. every smile is wide as the starscape fueled by hope that saint nick will bring anything but coal.
skeleton vines reach out to the side
for a short time mingle, intwined
til the prune peels back the bark, where i hide
It is so cold but I still love to eat ice cream with my loved ones while cuddling under a thick blanket on my bed. I love it when we throw snowballs and run til we slipped on the roads. Hot pot of soup is my bestfriend during winter.
it’s not like it’s really all that bad i mean it’s nice you know like it’s just that it’s nice it’s what people mean when they say “Gee, that’s really nice” not nice like oh cool story bro but gee. That’s really nice. Just like that. that’s what i mean when it’s nice outside, it’s not spring i know that’s when we usually think it’s nice but i mean it’s just nice when there’s snow
Schau raus-
die Welt so wunderschön!
All das Grau bedeckt mit weiß,
alles häßliche überdeckt
Alles wirkt so schön,
so friedlich –
die weiße Winterlandschaft.
Snow in the air, on the ground. Those first few hours of a snow fall are precious. Untouched pure white snow, glittering like diamonds have been sprinkled across the top. Eventually it becomes slush, especially in the city.
Wintertime brings the old memories of hot chocolate, croissants after the walk along the frozen lake.
Warm hot cocoa snuggly sweaters. family Cristmas’s , crazy people crazy games yummy food.
Wintertime was her way of hiding
with frostbitten toes and frosted lips
she remained silent and frozen
with no one to know who she was
softly being blanketed by a mask of snow
quietly falling, without a sound