Some Find Love (poem 30)
11/07/15 23:13
Some find love in high school.
Some find love in college.
Some find love in university.
Some find love.
I don’t want to die alone.
I don’t want to die without knowing love.
Some find love at their place of work.
Some find love at their favourite coffee shop.
Some find love.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of two hearts beating as one.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of the warmth of a loving embrace.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of happiness as I stand in that little white church.
Some find love in the most unlikely places, let me be one of them.
Some find love.
Copyright © 2015, William Cody Winter.
Some find love in college.
Some find love in university.
Some find love.
I don’t want to die alone.
I don’t want to die without knowing love.
Some find love at their place of work.
Some find love at their favourite coffee shop.
Some find love.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of two hearts beating as one.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of the warmth of a loving embrace.
I don’t want to die not knowing the feeling of happiness as I stand in that little white church.
Some find love in the most unlikely places, let me be one of them.
Some find love.
Copyright © 2015, William Cody Winter.
Love's Purple Rose (poem 29)
06/04/15 22:50
(Not one of my best, but its been a while)
Love’s purple rose can be caught by a gaze from a far.
Love’s purple rose is not earned through time spent.
A lingering smile, a heart that skips a beat.
A smile that holds in memory, that can be recalled at moments notice.
Love’s purple rose is not earned nor won, but given by nature and a souls desire.
Love’s purple rose cannot be found, forced nor hindered.
A knowing that is heart deep.
A knowing that radiates through the body and mind.
Love’s purple rose comes but once.
Love’s purple rose is destinies desire.
Wait for Love’s purple rose.
Copyright © 2015, William Cody Winter.
Love’s purple rose can be caught by a gaze from a far.
Love’s purple rose is not earned through time spent.
A lingering smile, a heart that skips a beat.
A smile that holds in memory, that can be recalled at moments notice.
Love’s purple rose is not earned nor won, but given by nature and a souls desire.
Love’s purple rose cannot be found, forced nor hindered.
A knowing that is heart deep.
A knowing that radiates through the body and mind.
Love’s purple rose comes but once.
Love’s purple rose is destinies desire.
Wait for Love’s purple rose.
Copyright © 2015, William Cody Winter.
Don’t fall in love as the clock stops ticking (poem 17)
05/06/11 22:17
The clock is winding down.
Its ticking is slowing down.
We were born in a time of indecision.
We were born in a time where we follow our eyes not our hearts.
We were born in a time where we wait for others to act.
But
The clock is winding down.
Its ticking is slowing down.
People are impatient, they wont even wait for love.
So
Dont fall in love as the clock stops ticking.
The clock is winding down.
Its ticking is slowing down.
So
Don't fall in love as the clock stops ticking.
Copyright © 2011, William Cody Winter.
Its ticking is slowing down.
We were born in a time of indecision.
We were born in a time where we follow our eyes not our hearts.
We were born in a time where we wait for others to act.
But
The clock is winding down.
Its ticking is slowing down.
People are impatient, they wont even wait for love.
So
Dont fall in love as the clock stops ticking.
The clock is winding down.
Its ticking is slowing down.
So
Don't fall in love as the clock stops ticking.
Copyright © 2011, William Cody Winter.
Too Good (Poem 13)
07/05/11 22:12
You were too good for me.
You saw it.
I denied it.
My eyes dilated.
My heart pounded.
My mind drifted.
You were too good for me.
You saw it.
I denied it.
I was in awe of you.
I saw a chance for happiness with you.
I saw an ever lasting fairy tale.
I dreamt of romance.
I dreamt of roses, diamonds and warm smiles.
I dreamt of a chance with you.
But I was the only one with these thoughts.
I was the only one who had hopes of us.
Now I see it could never have been.
You were too good for me.
You saw it.
I denied it.
Copyright © 2011, William Cody Winter.
You saw it.
I denied it.
My eyes dilated.
My heart pounded.
My mind drifted.
You were too good for me.
You saw it.
I denied it.
I was in awe of you.
I saw a chance for happiness with you.
I saw an ever lasting fairy tale.
I dreamt of romance.
I dreamt of roses, diamonds and warm smiles.
I dreamt of a chance with you.
But I was the only one with these thoughts.
I was the only one who had hopes of us.
Now I see it could never have been.
You were too good for me.
You saw it.
I denied it.
Copyright © 2011, William Cody Winter.
It can’t be love, can it? (poem 11)
11/04/11 21:56
It can’t be love, can it?
It was any other day, just keeping myself to myself.
There from afar she caught my eye in that packed room.
What? Wait? Why?
There must have been a dozen or two women there.
There had to be a reason for the captivation I felt.
What? Wait? Why?
I didn’t even know her, I had never seen her before in my life.
What purpose could there be for this needless enchanting?
What? Wait? Why?
From that moment on there she was.
Around every corner, through every doorway.
That made it oh so much worse.
What? Wait? Why?
I was the perfect gentleman that my heart told me to be.
I held open doors as she passed through.
I always let her pass through them first.
She rewarded me with that bewitching smile, that melted my heart.
What? Wait? Why?
But that didn’t matter, a gentleman she wanted not.
I started to notice her snicker as she passed me.
I started to notice her look the other way as she passed me, pretending she hadn’t seen me.
But that still was not enough to make me quit.
What? Wait? Why?
I keep thinking of her anyway, even though I know she does not like me.
It breaks my heart more each day.
What? Wait? Why?
This is the 21st century a woman never shall want a gentleman again.
Muscles the size of towers and a face of a super model is what’s needed.
Brains and manners need not apply.
What? Wait? Why?
Or perhaps today ‘Gentleman’ is just a nice way of saying ‘Ugly Creep’!
Copyright © 2010, William Cody Winter.
It was any other day, just keeping myself to myself.
There from afar she caught my eye in that packed room.
What? Wait? Why?
There must have been a dozen or two women there.
There had to be a reason for the captivation I felt.
What? Wait? Why?
I didn’t even know her, I had never seen her before in my life.
What purpose could there be for this needless enchanting?
What? Wait? Why?
From that moment on there she was.
Around every corner, through every doorway.
That made it oh so much worse.
What? Wait? Why?
I was the perfect gentleman that my heart told me to be.
I held open doors as she passed through.
I always let her pass through them first.
She rewarded me with that bewitching smile, that melted my heart.
What? Wait? Why?
But that didn’t matter, a gentleman she wanted not.
I started to notice her snicker as she passed me.
I started to notice her look the other way as she passed me, pretending she hadn’t seen me.
But that still was not enough to make me quit.
What? Wait? Why?
I keep thinking of her anyway, even though I know she does not like me.
It breaks my heart more each day.
What? Wait? Why?
This is the 21st century a woman never shall want a gentleman again.
Muscles the size of towers and a face of a super model is what’s needed.
Brains and manners need not apply.
What? Wait? Why?
Or perhaps today ‘Gentleman’ is just a nice way of saying ‘Ugly Creep’!
Copyright © 2010, William Cody Winter.
My Longing Love (poem 3)
11/04/11 21:46
I long to find my true beloved.
I long to hear the beating heart of a dear, sweet heart against my ear.
The beating treating of a fair ladys heart, in the cart that is her rib cage.
I long to look into her deep womanly eyes, the eyes that make my heart melt and mellow, for it is true the eyes are indeed the gateway into the angel within.
Her eyes fry my guises, for no secret can be kept from her.
I long for her arms around me, in an ever lasting embrace of our pure love.
I long for her company in my dull hours, as much as any man longs for a candle in the dark.
Copyright © 2007 William Cody Winter.
I long to hear the beating heart of a dear, sweet heart against my ear.
The beating treating of a fair ladys heart, in the cart that is her rib cage.
I long to look into her deep womanly eyes, the eyes that make my heart melt and mellow, for it is true the eyes are indeed the gateway into the angel within.
Her eyes fry my guises, for no secret can be kept from her.
I long for her arms around me, in an ever lasting embrace of our pure love.
I long for her company in my dull hours, as much as any man longs for a candle in the dark.
Copyright © 2007 William Cody Winter.
The loyal royal diamond wedding anniversary (poem 2)
11/04/11 21:44
(Written in honour of the diamond wedding anniversary of HM Queen Elizabeth II to HRH Prince Philip Duke of Edinburgh - 20th November 2007)
The Queen knew since the prince first burst into the gloom of the room,
that he was the one hun.
The wedding was heading from the start to be an everlasting casting.
The keen Queen was not green awaiting her wedding.
The genes of the Queen were already steady,
but with the prince's blood not dud, the loyal royal's throne's bone was not prone to groan.
It had it's ups and downs with crowns,
but what more could one expect with all there chores at the doors.
But sixty years on they're still not gone.
The Queen being the first monarch to celebrate their diamond cursory anniversary.
They always meant their content.
The kind of loyalty that it shows glows.
Thank the gods or dogs.
Copyright © 2007 William Cody Winter.
The Queen knew since the prince first burst into the gloom of the room,
that he was the one hun.
The wedding was heading from the start to be an everlasting casting.
The keen Queen was not green awaiting her wedding.
The genes of the Queen were already steady,
but with the prince's blood not dud, the loyal royal's throne's bone was not prone to groan.
It had it's ups and downs with crowns,
but what more could one expect with all there chores at the doors.
But sixty years on they're still not gone.
The Queen being the first monarch to celebrate their diamond cursory anniversary.
They always meant their content.
The kind of loyalty that it shows glows.
Thank the gods or dogs.
Copyright © 2007 William Cody Winter.
Love Glove (poem 1)
11/04/11 21:39
Hi,
Here is an old poem I made in 2005.
Love Glove
I am devoid of love throwing down my glove,
and Walking out of the building talking to myself,
looking like an angry elf.
We had talked of it, being the end of it for many a time, which was quite a crime. If only we had not been quite so mad and sad.
For a silly reason in the hunting season, I'm walking away from reason, looking like a mason with out reason. Love shoves those, with weak hearts, with darts like tarts.
The darts are done with smarts. My heart harks with harps, just to get darts.
I have a pain in brain, because you're in my vein like a cane.
If only I had a white dove with new love gloves, I would not mock a lock, to protect with respect, my love glove.
William Cody Winter © 2005.
Here is an old poem I made in 2005.
Love Glove
I am devoid of love throwing down my glove,
and Walking out of the building talking to myself,
looking like an angry elf.
We had talked of it, being the end of it for many a time, which was quite a crime. If only we had not been quite so mad and sad.
For a silly reason in the hunting season, I'm walking away from reason, looking like a mason with out reason. Love shoves those, with weak hearts, with darts like tarts.
The darts are done with smarts. My heart harks with harps, just to get darts.
I have a pain in brain, because you're in my vein like a cane.
If only I had a white dove with new love gloves, I would not mock a lock, to protect with respect, my love glove.
William Cody Winter © 2005.