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Poetry by Tim Windisch
Tim Windisch
301 episodes
1 day ago
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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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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Personal Journals
Society & Culture
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And run
Poetry by Tim Windisch
1 minute 3 seconds
1 month ago
And run

And run

When the moon finds her, lying ‘neath shadows of the thingsshe wants to see

She is motionless; unable to speak held to the bed unable tobreak free

And run

She feels the weight of the thousand nights that have alreadypassed

There is a home glowing in the distance and she wants to rise up fast

And run

But try as she might another day passes and leaves her farbehind

She can’t help but worry that he’ll grow tired of theendless grind

And run

Shit; the moon finds her again and it starts to become socliché

Rather than explain the seemingly pointless delays she’dsooner call it a day

And run

Run where you may

Be it night or day

Run home to me

Tim Windisch

09 23 2025

Poetry by Tim Windisch
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