Poetry by Tim Windisch

Tim Windisch
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Original poems written and recited by Tim Windisch covering a range of topics including past experiences, current events, love, loss, and anything else worth writing poetry about. I have stood firmly upon the shoulders of giants that passed before me, climbed higher into the heads of them and many more, all leading to the words found within. Many thanks to those who touched my life and helped write these selections. Enjoy reading them and your time inside my mind

  1. 2d ago

    What's left

    What’s left I’m working the left trying to do what’s right Left-handed, left brained but left wondering why One nation with liberty, but they just seem to fight Poor huddled masses might as well not try We shoot down boats, ideas, dreams and hope Knock down institutions, build monuments to a false god Fault his logic dumacrat and you’re labeled a dope While the bloviated narcissistic rants, the red hats nod I’m still riding the left lane trying to cope Left handed, left brained still wondering why Yamata no Orochi on the White House lawn Lady Liberty dropped her torch and started to cry Put this administration to bed and greet a new dawn Left handed, left brained left alone but still going strong Yeah I’m still going strong Tim Windisch 6 16 2026

    1 min

  2. 4d ago

    Tearing down my past

    Tearing down my past I almost drove straight into the ditch Uttered a barely audible son-of-a-bitch To no one in particular Another golden page from a better long gone day Dismantled and razed cause they have to make way Tears are falling in my car My whole family was a part of this place Those folks always had a smile on their face Downtown Fussville farm While progress creates many pretty things There’s a heavy sadness in my heart it brings Cause they can’t match the charm My mom and dad were very close friends I pulled my phone and adjusted the lens Not easy to do while you’re driving and crying So many new places, but they all look the same Countless new faces, I’m sad yet happy I came The memories live on, though the buildings are dying Mom always said one day I would miss All of these things, we’re left to reminisce Cherish the days make the memories last Hold on to each other, hold that thought so tight Progress be damned, nothing about it feels right All I see is them tearing down my past Tim Windisch 6  15 2026

    1 min

  3. Jun 8

    Watchin the skyline back at the ranch

    Watchin the skyline back at the ranch   So many moons have revolved Since our friendships evolved Back when silly was funny Thunderstorms were sunny Watchin the skyline back at the ranch Bikes and cars long before the bars In the fields underneath the stars Knew nothing so we had no cares Laughter, dancing while the radio blares Watchin the skyline back at the ranch Ride that raft down the raging stream Tougher than anything joined as a team You strayed hard right and I’m all that’s left Do you drown those days clanging weights you heft Can’t see the skyline from a crooked branch Take me to the river, take me so far back Still water reflecting smiles, not even a crack Stop making waves just listen to your heart Bring it back together don’t keep ripping it apart And we’ll be watchin the skyline back at the ranch Tim Windisch 6 8 2026

    1 min

  4. May 28

    Bedtime banter

    Bedtime banter Another day draws to a close, my tired eyes tell me it’s time The farmer plants, then reaps what he sows; toss on steaks, mix Mules, don’t skip the lime There’s smiles somewhere waiting to turn up my cheek, pull the edges of my mouth towards the sun Might not be tomorrow, might not even be next week, but I have a feeling that on my horizon is a boatload of fun Well we don’t always understand, seldom get it right; it’s just when the moon tickles our mind There can be years of joy sometimes in just one night, so lets ride down the rainbow and see what we find But that’ll have to be something for tomorrow, there’s not much left for me this night We’ll chart a course to sail away from the sorrow, and maybe this time we’ll get it right Goodnight Tim Windisch 05 27 2026

    1 min

  5. May 22

    Sense of direction

    Sense of direction Another too chilly, ugly kind of day Okay for March, but it’s getting late May I’m listening to the sounds, favorites from my old music collection But this cold air and gray skies are messing with my senseof direction Rather than get dejected, I just say okay Put on something to soothe me imagining you rendering someaffection A better day will peak across Lake Michigan one morn And when that new kind of sensation gives rise and is born Warm breezes and sunny skies will enlighten my sense ofdirection And I can clear a place that good times and happiness willadorn But the nights, whether they are steamy hot or bitterly cold Will be just right with the right one there for you to hold Breathing in the same air, moonlight finds you in my senseof direction What transpires between us is magical to watch unfold Two souls happy, bearing nothing but smiles on their complexion What started as a tryst has forever altered my sense ofdirection Tim Windisch 5 22 2026

    2 min

  6. May 8

    Put a shine on that coin

    Put a shine on that coin Walking along, head hanging low Becoming all too familiar you know Supposed to learn and most of all be patient Pick a dirty penny from the ground Parties all over I listen to the sound I can hear the music, and I feel the vibration   Smiles and laughs but I never do join Closed my eyes, wished, and put a shine on that coin Sometimes the road gets bad and you’re stuck Seems no matter how you try you have no luck Stepped on by people who don’t seem to care Siphoning all your love, your life and your money Leaving you for dead in search of more honey Don’t just lie there, rise above and get some clean air Been kicked before, hurt like hell and it left me bruised Face down in the dirt I have to tell you I wasn’t amused Picked a penny from my teeth, wondered where I was going Closed my eyes, wished and put a shine on that coin I looked to the Heavens above, I said give me a break How many more of these heartaches can one man take? I give my all, I don’t act badly, and I never tell a lie I say I love you, but all I hear is laughter and I start to cry So I got this penny, I found it the last time that I fell I need a break, I’m wishing hard for a ride out of this hell Heard people say it’s useless and there really is no point But I closed my eyes, wished and put a shine on that coin See what happens… Tim Windisch 5 08 2026

    2 min

  7. Apr 29

    Still I will not curse her name

    Still I will not curse her name So many days I wrote of hopes and dreams, only to learn itwas all just a charade Upside down where nothings as it seems, until I’m cold Iwill regret everything I paid Were it only money siphoned across our time, one day bygrace of God I could recoup Inside my mind is the scene of the crime, and it plays adnauseum on an endless loop Still I will not curse her name, nor speak it again lest shegain fame, this ends the game I’m editing my mind, rewinding the past and carefully clippingyou out frame by frame Still I will not curse her name Unlike you I will not tell a lie while I grin, I cherishthose memories I’ve yet to make With my grandkids I would not tell a sin, your past regressionsdemand a heavy stake You have made an indelible stain on your soul, whilecrushing the heart that gave you aid For a short term gain you destroyed your goal, on judgementday you’ll atone for the bed you made Still I will not curse her name, nor speak it again lest shegain fame, this ends the game I’m editing my mind, rewinding the past and carefully clippingyou out frame by frame Still I will not curse her name One day my time here will surely close, those coming behindme will read my writing If there’s a lesson to find it’s that I chose, turn theother cheek, it’s not the time for fighting Matters of the heart that flow in one direction, withcunning and deceit lurking in tow Differ little from any other bodily infection, love doesn’tlive where honesty doesn’t go Still I will not curse her name Too much time was spent as it is, money too; time is too preciousto waste on the undeserving Life continues and that chapter is through, just another oneof the pitfalls that keep you swerving Dodge the ones you can, ride out the rest; hope for a happyending that you can share Sort your memories and hang on to the best, keep on hopingfor someone who will care Still I will not curse her name Let it wither Tim Windisch 4 29 2026

    3 min

  8. Apr 26

    Maybe I’m already gone

    Maybe I’m already gone Have I left my body, am I no longer part of this earth I may be broke but money ain’t the way to judge a man’sworth But I feel like I’m invisible in what I thought was mybaby’s eyes Not feeling the love this man just sits alone and cries Maybe I’m already gone Never to know another dawn Cause I’m not wanting to see anymore Not until I see her coming through my door I don’t want to be nobody’s pawn Maybe I’m already gone Tim Windisch 04 25 2026

    1 min
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Original poems written and recited by Tim Windisch covering a range of topics including past experiences, current events, love, loss, and anything else worth writing poetry about. I have stood firmly upon the shoulders of giants that passed before me, climbed higher into the heads of them and many more, all leading to the words found within. Many thanks to those who touched my life and helped write these selections. Enjoy reading them and your time inside my mind

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  • Creator
    Tim Windisch
  • Years Active
    2022 - 2026
  • Episodes
    306
  • Rating
    Explicit
  • Copyright
    © Tim Windisch
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    Poetry by Tim Windisch