Winter

Inspired by a cold, dreary afternoon that was somehow still beautiful to me.

Critique and advise, please! Hugs will be awarded!

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How wonderful is it to realize
That winter
Is here?
That it has snuck up on you
And sprung its chill surprise,
That the air
Is no longer something to bathe in,
But something to hide from?

It chases at your collar,
Tries to tempt you out.
The skies are dull,
The trees asleep,
The world is sending signals
To slow down,
But the wind ignores the change.

As winter wears on,
Even wild wind grows tired.
There is a moment,
When the great, creeping clouds
Have overtaken the skies,
The wind has stopped,
The trees stand bare.

If you look up in this moment,
And wait
With quiet breaths
And frozen feet,
You will see
The small white cavalry come,
Tiny bombs falling
In slow motion to the ground,
Claiming the land as winter-touched,
And conquered by the cold.

All things that live
Stop and pay respect
To the majesty
Of winter.

I really like the way you described winter in this piece, I could imagine it all. However, I had a bit of a problem with it - it just doesn't seem to flow very well. This, though:

The skies are dull,
The trees asleep,

I liked very much - the idea of sleeping trees, and it sounds great. Also, this:

With quiet breaths
And frozen feet,

Ooh, and the snow being described as tiny bombs! Hehe, very good. Keep writing!

I wrote a sonnet on winter a few months ago.

Anyway, I liked it.

This is really good. I suppose I'm a little biased though - I can find so few people to agree with me that winter is the most beautiful season. I mean sure, summer's great, but winter ... Sorry, I'm getting carried away. Anyway, your poem is great. I'm not sure that you need the last stanza though - but if you want to keep it, extend it because at the moment it seems a little out of place.
Bkwrm

Nice. A few places I found were a bit choppy, but overall I liked it.

That winter weather
Is here?

That's a bit awkward, I'd say scrap the "weather" part. Get to the point.The

whole world is sending signals

again, "world" by itself would be stronger, your qualifier weakens the word "world."
I liked your second last stanza the best. If you want, I think you could definitely condense the first couple of stanzas to make it a stronger, more dramatic poem.