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

I’m out of words to say

I’m out of words to say

They go unanswered

Pain spreads like a cancer

What made it turn this way

I’m out of rants to rave

It’s all just more of the sad noise

Lamenting absence of the joys

I thought we’d perpetually crave

I’m out of meaningful explanations

Cause I never seem to know the score

I’m telling you I can’t take much more

Got to end the machinations

I’m out of words to say

Tim Windisch

09 28 2025

Silence ain’t golden

Silence ain’t golden, it’s just rusted steel

Not worth a dime, especially when all you feel

Is cold lonely heartaches, another part of you breaks

Doing the right thing it seems was the first of yourmistakes

Hanging tight and being patient, one I can’t comprehend

Sit still and be quiet, no matter no one hears you screamingat the end

You and your thoughts sit alone, staring at that goddamnedtelephone

Be a good dog, go shit in the yard and maybe I’ll throw youa bone

Silence ain’t golden, in fact it has no color at all

Like a tree in the woods, you never even hear it fall

Unless it’s coming down on top of you, isn’t that just richyou clown

Lying underneath the branches, you can’t tell up from down

Silence ain’t golden, when it sucks you in like a vacuumcleaner

What a horrible end could you even imagine anything meaner

Tim Windisch

09 29 2025

Snap my fingers

Not the day it was supposed to be

See you were nowhere close to me

Panic left the disco, he lives upstairs

When I seem out of whack I’m under repairs

Snap my fingers let me put a better spin

Anywhere, anytime I choose we can begin

How about that lovely summer day

When two yearning souls joined the fray

Snap my fingers and we’re back at Alma’s sippin’

Dew splatters, soft chatters a pair of souls trippin’

Sit and watch the lake, feel the love in the air

There, oh babe that’s the place, take me there

Not the years we were destined to share

Not even a single cream puff from the Fair

Broken glass and too many six foot weeds

Not tub and dreams seems he never succeeds

Snap my fingers let me put a better spin

Anywhere, anytime I choose we can begin

Yeah let me just snap my fingers

Tim Windisch

08 09 2025

Soul Mates Gaze

Here we are again, standing alone waiting to be whole

Yet another pitfall has fallen in the way of our goal

I feel like Charley racing Algernon through a maddening maze

But one day soon we’ll open our eyes to our soul mates gaze

Plans of grandeur and extravaganza’s cast aside

We’ve only dreams of being by each other’s side

But every time we try, it seems that old familiar tune plays

Along comes something to keep us from our soul mates gaze

I see you when I close my eyes

Tears falling remembering goodbyes

I feel you when I close my eyes

Hug a pillow shed a tear where he lies

I need you when I close my eyes

Please God soon a lonely man cries

Let me open my eyes to my soul mates gaze

Tim Windisch

09 19 2025

I don’t know why

I’d like to say I understood, believe me baby I would

It’s just that I have this terrible pain and I don’t feeltoo good

Seems every time I stand up tall, somebody pulls the rug andI fall

Maybe we could talk about it the next time that you decideto call

I’d like to be the king of the hill, I bet calling the shotswould be such a thrill

But I’m not much for politics; my thing is giving true love,babe that’s my skill

Only I end up without any left for even me, so I am sendingyou this heartfelt plea

Babe bury me in love, don’t ever stop; over my head justpile it on till I can’t see

But Lord I don’t hear a sound

No reply can ever be found

So I hang my head and cry

Oh! Babe, I don’t know why

I’d like to wake to your face, brings a soft warm glow allover the place

But it’s only when I’m dreaming that it happens, causesunrise gives chase

Those images fade from view, it hurts me deep cause there’snothing I can do

There’s nothing that makes me feel like that king; no babenothing except for you

I’d like to ride the wave of love, I could ride itperpetually cause I just can’t get enough

God sent me an angel; there’s no other way to describe, youwere sent from above

But He can be fickle and funny, sometimes you think it willrain but it’s sunny

So all I can say for sure is this bear is hungry, and youknow he only wants his honey

Still I don’t hear a sound

Let your reply be found

Say you’re on your way and I’m your guy

Perfect end to my fairy tale; oh! Babe I don’t know why

Tim Windisch

09 23 2025

Is there room for just one more

Tell me what you see in there

Are there rainbows, do you wear ribbons in your hair

Flying behind you in colorful displays

What completes the space you occupy these days

Is there room for just one more

Or would you turn me away at the door

An exclusive place you can only ever find

While you're day trippin all alone in your mind

Do the worries of tomorrow make it over thethreshold 

Do you shiver without me laying naked is your fleshcold

Is there room for just one more

Or would you turn me away at the door

An exclusive place you can only ever find

While you're day trippin alone in your mind

Open your eyes, open the door

Make a little room for just one more

Climb on my back there's so much to explore

Let me take you to heaven far away from this grind

Stone me, hold me love me keep our souls aligned

Make a little room for just one more

Tim Windisch

07 13 2025

Holding Tightly

Melancholy moments your silence can always expose

Holding tightly to the dreams with you Christina Rose

While my heart aches my mind replays your pretty eyes

Drawn as I was from the first look launched perpetual tries

To sidle up close and meld warmly into one heartbeat

Is the thing that keeps me going, without you I’m incomplete

Pain is a companion I long to give the slip once and for all

And I know that beside you I will be standing proud and tall

Melancholy moments your touch and every one of them goes

Holding tightly to the dreams with you Christina Rose

Tim Windisch

04 27 2025

I feel you in my heart

The future has always been so appeasing,

we knew right from the start

Now pillows in place of my love, so tightly squeezing,

I feel you in my heart

Wondering, questioning no one but my own darkening thoughts and fears

But my love is not lessening, a vibe from a click of oureyes, now full of tears

Desperation, sitting alongside exhaustion,

having lunch with hopelessness

Resisting urges to charge ahead without caution,

never could, nope unless

Everything we said and did was pretend,

and we were simply playing our part

If so, drop the curtain, show can end,

I’m still holding on, I feel you in my  heart

A Valentine of roses dreamt, growing here;

your smile beside me let the day start

The tomorrows that we talked about can appear,

oh! Babe I swear I feel you in my heart

Tim Windisch

02 13 2025

No

No decorum, not even a forum

Skip the back story don’t bore ‘em!

Days passed; to too many, too fast!

Where’s the feeling was s’posed to last?

Green soon, remember late ’21 June?

Stumbling in the dark like a buffoon

No sounds, all alone dumping coffee grounds

Time passes; no communication, hopelessness abounds

No fills, not a word and my spine chills

Don’t need much to get my cheap thrills

Too many days, ending badly in the same ways

Like one of those depressing one-man plays

No thought, too many battles I’ve fought

Looking high and low for the happiness brought

Not here, no joyful starts, happy hearts, no cheer

Left to choose between the lesser of my darkest fear

Hiding doubt, acting like I know what it’s all about

Silence fills the room but inside I scream and shout

No regrets, choice made, stands firm yet frets

Tough weather; he focuses on how good it gets

Riding solo, waiting to join her hand you know

Tough sledding when the cover gets too thin though

Falling off the sled, wishing they were home in bed

Apart too long , get back together again instead

No way to pretend, can’t mimic that feeling my friend

Do what we have to, to end up back together again

Tim Windisch

02 07 2025

57 is 19 x 3

Pressed between the pages, filled with love across the ages

Sweeter words expressing your grace were not written by sages

The thoughts of the joy, the twinkle in your eye caught this boy

I meant every single word babe, loving you I would never toy And I’ve been banging my head, nights with no you I’d sooner be dead

But I sit again and add more to the realms of poems instead

Another year passes by alone, I sit and I stare at that goddamn phone

The love we share touches me more than anything I’ve ever known

In my head I commit acts of violence, I curse the world in silence

Then I calm myself, hearing my grandma and smelling her violets

Dasn’t get so upset kid, end up like your pa, talk silly and blow your lid

Close your eyes and say a prayer that it gets better, so I did

But it’s the mere thought, it guides me to the place that I sought

And I finally chill, actually chuckle at the resolve that it brought

Mother chimes in about care, I hear her daily even though she’s not there

Promises made are meant to be kept she said as she twirled my hair

Those eyes were not lying, follow through boy, you have to keep trying

No battle was ever won by sitting there yelling and crying

So I just figured I would say, I give my right arm to find a way

To look you in the eyes,

kiss you and wish you a Happy Birthday

But if it doesn’t come to fruition, I will do my best not to bemoan our position

Only to picture the joy we will share when we finally improve our condition

I love you Christina Rose!

Tim Windisch

01 24 2025

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

Alright

Sipping on my coffee, trying to see through the heavy fog

Reaching for my love, but my arm is wrapped around a dog

I know there’s always something, with an underlying desire

To circumvent this situation, only embers remain from our fire

I’d love to rekindle the flame, but babe I ain’t even got a log

Chilly on the sofa, my feet feel so cold on the bare wood floor

It could eighty-five in here, but we both know it won’t heat me no more

I don’t need external flames to generate the heat my poor heart needs

It’s the bowels of my soul, and honey you know your love is all it feeds

On your touch, your warmth, I sit here praying you’ll walk through that door

The days seem to be getting so much shorter, the along comes the dreaded night

Dreams that used to excite me, days where everything just looked so bright

Alone they’re just dark and empty, sadness and hopelessness freely abound

I squeeze my eyes shut and try to hide, motionless laying there not making a sound

Praying you’ll be the first thing I see when I open them, and everything will be alright

Yeah, everything will be alright

Tim Windisch

12/19/2024

You feel

You feel rundown, body’s infected

I sit alone ignorant, lost and neglected

Can’t get it right but you go at it all wrong

Kept to yourself even though I came along

Said you never had somebody who’d care

Promised to share a life but you’re never there

Sometimes I bang my head against the wall

Sometimes I fall asleep waiting on your call

You feel scared, but keep watching tv

Violence and mayhem all you ever see

Need a chest to drop your head onto

Stroke your blonde hair and caress you

Said you never had anybody who’d long

To tend your wounds and sing you a song

So I warble out the words to a love tune

Singing babe I miss you, got to see you soon

You feel you’re slipping, too steep of a slope

I scream I understand babe I can barely cope

Apart from the dream that holds it all together

Tore your lace and got whipped by your leather

Put the rubber to the asphalt steer your way clear

Wrap your blues around me when you bring it here

The distance needs to be eliminated for us to score

We’ve only had a taste and babe we both need more

You feel, I feel too

I feel it’s time for me and you

Tim Windisch

12/05/2024

Ode to Christmas Carol

A legend left the building, the sad news came

And we will all move on but it won’t be the same

If you called her a legend she’d probably laugh

Maybe fawn for the camera offer an autograph

She wasn’t searching for a spotlight for her face

Rather for the earth, pay attention to what we can’t replace

Or the poor who have no money for shelter or a meal

Causes caught Christmas Carol, sincerity you could feel

From my home in Milwaukee, to London, Africa and abroad

She shared tears for suffering, and every triumph she’d applaud

Shared a story and it made you laugh, she was such a gas

Memories that I love to bring back, I know they’ll always last

I’m proud to say I was a friend of hers, and her show I’ll always save

Every Tuesday when I start I remember “Just Do It, Hit It Dave!”

Rest In Peace Carol

Nah, Raise a little hell girlfriend!

Tim Windisch

12/03/2024

Time can

Time can be my friend, or time can run away

Hold me for a slow minute, promise me you’ll stay

Words can help me explain, words can leave me blank

I’ve so many of them to find the right way to thank

To thank you for the dreams, those dreams I long to see

In daylight, against an autumn sky under our maple tree

Time can be my friend, this time the clocks won’t mean a thing

And words can be breathed by lovers hear the song they sing

Dreams were the plans we cried about after myriad false starts

Time after time, words failed but the fire kept burning in our hearts

Oh baby, feel the cure to your ills, God knows it’s more than pills

Ain’t nothing fancy, you don’t need fancy just true love, no frills

Oh baby, zip your coat and grab your keys, drive past the houses and the trees

To our home in the city where your man is waiting here patiently to please

Honey don’t you know time can be our friend; we can laugh as it ticks away

Words won’t be hard to find, how many will we need to be happy every day?

Dreams will be between us, tomorrows of laughter and love

Blessed to finally be sharing the grace of our God above

Tim Windisch

10 08 2024

Cry

Staring at my last text, worrying cause we seem vexed

Like our plans were cursed by a demon and we’re hexed

Complex, confounded and confusing, how much more abusing

I try to wear a smile of hope but it’s hard be coy while I’mbruising

Choosing to do all that I can, stick to the course andfollow the plan

Babe I’m trying my best, but after all, honey I’m no godjust a man

And have I told you how much I care? Always closing my eyes picturing you’re there

Imagining the smell of your perfume, feeling my fingersrunning through your hair

Spare me this pain Lord! Bring my baby back! My panorama hasdeveloped a crack

And try as I might my fuse is burning quickly, and I feellike I’m going to blow my stack

Lack of patience mom would say, relax son; stay focused.Tomorrow’s another day

Losing your temper and jabbering like a fool is just nevergoing to be the right way

Okay I understand mom, I’ll try. I know we have to stay thecourse, I just don’t know why

So hard to just roll with the punches, when really all youwant to do is sit down and cry

So hard to just roll with the punches, when really all youwant to do is sit down and cry

Tim Windisch

08 06 2024