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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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Time Marches On
Poetry by Tim Windisch
2 minutes 50 seconds
10 months ago
Time Marches On

Time marches on

Those used to be’s are flying again, mentions of how it was better way back when

Unlocked doors without any fear, waving to strangers just to spread some cheer

Bolt those doors, keep your gaze fixed ahead catch no eyes, wonder why you ain’t got a friend

Governments and department stores, got more to hide behind smiles and shiny floors

Come and go, with the tide of fashion, what matters most you hide inside, your true passion

Ease and relaxation unlocks the desires, the key to open your mind and unlock the doors

Time marches on and history always looks, peanut farmer, business man, it sorts out the crooks

Posturing does you no good from the grave, not about how much you had, rather what you gave

Making humanity habitable, dodging your flaws with lawyers, you write your own books

Used to be a time… oh I am certain there was, but tomorrow is the time creating all the buzz

Smiling at those memories, taking the facts; merged with what’s there now to fill in the cracks

Some of this is okay, but you’ve just got to try some of this, blending together like it does

Time marches on and we make ours, play outside when it’s sunny, come inside if it showers

How we play changes but our friends should remain, ransoming love over politics should refrain

Leave Caesar to have what’s his, he can fear the ides of March counting money up in his towers

I’m going to live life with family and friends, do my best to stay on the road and mind the bends`

The shit storms I encounter I’ll plow through, cause stopping in the middle of one will never do

Time marches on, and the pace picks up,  I just want to enjoy the rest of mine before it ends

I’m not chasing used to be’s, rather making new, trying to create more time to spend with you

Championing integrity, sharing time; help a friend find a laugh, compassion doesn’t cost a dime

Time marches on, administrations and policies come and go, and one day yours is through

So make the best of it

Tim Windisch 01/09/2025

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