The sun shines on the glazed ice like a mirrored reflection
The cold bears down like a snorlax's body slam
The ice stretches like a never ending stairwell of doom
The tranquil colours of the sunset spray across the vast sky
The wind's firey spirit releases a bitter cold wave across the ice
The sun sinks below the ice where only the distat aura is visible
Winter has come

Even though it's nowhere close to winter this just came to me. it is probably really bad but...

Really good! 9/10, because nothing is perfect. And you obviouly knew that no Pokemon Poetry doesn't have a Pokemon in it! Snorlax was this one...

I have a short one that goes like this....ehchem....

Tou do know I love you so..
Make two hearts one...
Like the heads of a Duduo...


Yea..rather cheesy if you ask me!

Rather cheesy, yes. but very clever none the less.

cool