Poetry by Tim Windisch

Sense of direction


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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

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