Acrostic poetry about winter

I like the rules of acrostics. They seem to be freeing me somehow to come up with creative imagery.

Like flower petals falling from skies

Edged with knife-cold

The flakes congregate

In silent assemblies.

They

Settle into mounds of

New, bleached quilt

Over hills of slumbering ground.

Whispers of wintertime.

What do you think? Feel free to share your own winter acrostic poetry in your comment!

About jaredgarrett

Jared Garrett is the author of Beat, a YA scifi thriller, and its forthcoming sequel, both published by Future House Publishing. A new series, debuting in January 2016 and also published by Future House, kicks off with Lakhoni, a fast-paced rescue adventure in a world reminiscent of Aztec culture, to be released in January 2016. He self-published Beyond the Cabin, a novelization of his childhood in a cult, in December 2014. Both Beat and Beyond the Cabin were Whitney Award nominees, and his story Song of the Wind, received honorable mention in the Writers of the Future contest. In addition to writing, he's spent fifteen years in adult education and is an accomplished public speaker and workshop leader.
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