She waters the flowers

She waters the flowers

I could watch her for hours

Seems I’m perpetually under her powers

She breathes out a loving sigh

So many rainbows across my sky

Tells me that forever I will be her guy

I’m so high I can touch the moon

Cause my woman makes my heart swoon

In dreams we’re drifting into the sunset in a hot air balloon

She waters the flowers

I could hold her for hours

Finally, together sharing the life that’s ours

Tim Windisch

8 30 2026

Who’ll be the first of us

Who’ll be the first of us to crack

Harsh words a struggle to walk back

 “I seen ya!” caught red-handed at the fest

Memories from so long ago but I love them best

Brothers from different mothers, a motley crew

Harley mini-bikes in the fields just me and you

Who’ll be the first of us to break down

Tossing arms, hugging no matter who’s around

Too many evenings racing the street lights

Got get back, don’t need another of the fights

Old man, didn’t understand, drive you up the walls

We got wheels, spun the miles back to cruise the Falls

Who’ll be the first of us to smile and shed a tear

Too long my friend since we’ve had each other near

Beds in a loft, T-top flying away going down the road

This time it’s your old man who got to explode

Oh! Man we were a handful, damn I miss C-Guy!

Too many days, too many friends have gone by

Who’ll be the first of us, damn you know it’s me

Family can’t be complete without the whole tree

Apples fallen to the ground, grandma would grin

Takes good and bad to make it whole, toss ‘em in

Football flattened on the road, Mickey’s Caddy catching a ball

Her yard, her laugh, I feel such love remembering it all

Who’ll be the first of us to shed a tear

I cried a river writing this poem here

Who’ll be the first of us…

Tim Windisch

8 11 2026

Vibin’ on life

Stretched out and cracked open my eyes

Light bleeding through darkened skies

Not the way to start out with a big smile on my face

But I made a new acquaintance so it’s not the case

Lights up my phone with a lovely hello

Vibin’ on life, laughing, but it’s early you know

You have to have somewhere to fit your feet in the blocks

Run the race, clear the hurdles to find someone who rocks

Brewed a pot, toked and exchanged pleasantries some more

Wave lengths that follow the same path make you want to explore

She lights up my phone with a lovely hello

Vibin’ on life, laughing, but it’s early you know

But you have to have somewhere to fit your feet in the blocks

Run the race, clear the hurdles to find someone who rocks

There’s not much more to this story, but this is where it starts

Curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back, two hearts

Looking for smiles amid chaos and a gentle shoulder to lie their heavy head

Mind wandering watching minutes fall off of the day remembering what was said

She lights up my phone with a lovely hello

Vibin’ on life, laughing, but it’s early you know

But you have to have somewhere to fit your feet in the blocks

Run the race, clear the hurdles to find someone who rocks

I think you rock

Tim Windisch

8 11 2026

How

How can I draw another breath?

Imagine anything better than death

Beaten down and barely able to lift my head

In so many ways I feel  I’m already dead

You say you love me, yet the pain grows stronger

Cause every time you say it, the time’s grown longer

Since you laid your head upon my bare chest

Lips pressed to my face, “Bear I love you best”

So many months have ran by since that day

My head, my heart, my mind- I can’t find the way

How can I take another step? How can I walk?

A jumble of unintelligible words, I can’t talk

My mind is mixed up like things in a blender

I curse and cry harder with every text I send her

Nothing helps, nothing gives me a glimmer of hope

Just an old man losing his grip unable to cope

How do I find peace of mind, heal my heart?

My life spilled like the soda, right from the start

Wiped away and made to look ready to go

Just smile through the pain, don’t let it show

How?

Tim Windisch

8 10 2026

Just forget her

Trippin’ on a time that brought a smile

Fit like a glove but I guess they went out of style

Or you found a better fit out on your own

Either way I spend too much time all alone

When the good times rolled wasn’t anything better

Now it seems it’s high time to just forget her

Eyes that used to melt me have eroded all my trust

The gears of the engine driving the love turned to rust

Blown away and long abandoned and forgotten

A once fruitful romance, left to spoil and turn rotten

When the good times rolled wasn’t anything better

Now it seems it’s high time to just forget her

Tim Windisch

8 8 2026

Broken promises

Too many days, and far too many nights

Haunted by images that gave me the frights

Stand before me with your fresh wounds on display

Obscure the truth leave me with nothing to say

I’m not convinced and you’re no God and I’m not one of the doubting Thomas’s

I’m just the man who’s been here choking on all your plastic promises

Year after year you flashed me your smiles

I sat alone while you ran loose out on the tiles

One after one, on to the next without any care

When your funds ran low you knew I’d be there

I’m sure you’ll be shocked at what a bomb this is

But I’m not going to choke down any more of your broken promises

You can keep on running

Lie about love like you’re funning

Go from one home to another

Live off stories bout your aunt and your mother

I no longer care just what your new dramas is

I’m all done living my life choking on your broken promises

Tim Windisch

8 6 2026

Let’s

Let’s watch the flames, we can listen to the game

Sit with me tonight under the stars and gaze

Torch and smile at things, favorite songs we both sing

Everything’s better together laughin’ as we blaze

Let’s head back to the couch, I got the blanket grab the pouch

Get rollin’ and smoochin’ and all kinds of close

I step back in moonlight by the window, taken by the way your eyes glow

A wondrous feeling inside me perpetually grows

Let’s keep on spending time, when you’re gone it’s really a crime

Together is a sentiment I could never feel too much

Sunrises and sunsets each day, no more work now it’s our time to play

Forever near your smile, forever feel your touch

Yeah let’s

Tim Windisch

7 22 2026

There once burned a fire

Back at the very beginning, when it seemed that they were winning

Long before he knew her only devotion was pledged to sinning

A hunger she passed as passion, took them so high till it went crashing

Her need for love was a veiled ruse for cash to keep her in fashion

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

It went out with all her lies, a broken shell huddles alone and cries

Beat up, shunned and defecated, love suffocated, still he tries

Fixated on a memory of a glance, used with cunning to induce romance

Lying there gasping for air, his love begged one last chance

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

His cries fell upon her deaf ears, like they had been doing for years

She kept the gaslight burning brightly to allay all of his fears

And when she grew tired of her game, with a tap of herfinger erased his name

Time for another to tickle her fancy, and then she will again do the same

Where once sat a cauldron filled with love

One he used to believe came from above

Just a cracked broken pot in a funeral pyre

Cold and lonely, but there once burned a fire

So sad to see it like this, cause there once burned a fire…

Tim Windisch

7 18 2026

Back on 175

Most of us could see the steeple from our yards

Our parents bowled together, or maybe played cards

St. Anthony’s in Fussville, though names and buildings changed

And the fields we roamed have been plowed over and rearranged

I remember us looking out in awe,  watching the big earth movers drive

Widening Appleton Ave when we were growing up going to school back on 175

We skinned knees playing on the blacktop, laughing through the pain

Sat and looked out the window, lamenting recess inside due to rain

Had fish fries, smorgasbords, chili dinners; gemütlichkeit created a vibe

Everyone pitched in, worked and laughed together back on 175

Time seems to drag on as you are a kid in grade school

Can’t wait to be older, wear jeans and band tees and look cool

Then we got there, heard the line how we may never pass this way again

Didn’t really sink in for years, but now it stings every time I lose a friend

I know we can’t go back, yet there are times in my mind I strive

To take myself back to good old SA, and the days back on 175

Tim Windisch

Dreaming out loud

How’d you sleep last night?

Did you have any dreams?

I’d love to see you smile in the morning light

Watch your lips turn up in the suns beams

I’m just daydreaming about you

Imagining things we could do

Walking in the rain, laughing at a cloud

I should keep it inside but I’m dreaming out loud

Did you awake to the sun or was it a bark?

I hope it wasn’t a silly text that came from me!

Always painting dreams, searching for a spark

Trying to be patient, but you know it’s so hard to be

I’m just daydreaming about you

Imagining things we could do

Walking in the rain, laughing at a cloud

I should keep it inside but I’m dreaming out loud

Yeah, you think I’d learn to keep it inside

Bouncing off the walls with anticipation

Life can be so fickle, sometimes a bumpy ride

I’m keeping an image that ends in elation

I’m just daydreaming about you

Imagining things we could do

Walking in the rain, laughing at a cloud

I should keep it inside but I’m dreaming out loud

Yeah, I’m dreaming out loud

Tim Windisch

7 8 2026