Poetry by Tim Windisch

Gumball I remember getting loaded into the bright glass machine Sitting on top, looking at the world everything was so clean Little by little it sucked me further down till I finally dropped Chewed up and blown into a pretty big bubble that popped Spit out on the sidewalk, no longer useful to anyone But for a minute I was the pinnacle of childhood fun But I’m a gumball you know No potential for a...

Wishing and wondering After my texts went unanswered for a few days, I made some more excuses in my head Searched myself to find the reason for her silence, tried to remember every word she said Did I miss my exit once again? Did I miss the warning lights atop the sign saying “Bridge Out” It’s another one of those times I guess; I want to scream but I’m never quite sure what about Was a ride that...

Things to do Daddy called up the stairs, at least a half a dozen times, Billy never heard a word Air pods, in his own world, jamming playing Switch online until his body was stirred A push on his shoulder made him jump pulled out a pod and caught “What’s wrong with you?” “You can go join your buddies later on after you’re done with your chores, you got things to do” First, he had to take out recyc...

The Final Curtain “Hey Mr. President! Thanks, but I need ammunition not a ride!” Zelensky stood tall and firm, vowing to defend Ukrainian pride Like Patton’s cardboard army, NATO troops watching were stiff imitations There not to act, but to hopefully give the Russians cause for reservations Crimea was a mistake; this is sheer lunacy to allow this overthrow Innocent blood shed is a horrifying imag...

Players Players in their mansions using people as stantions Pawns to move about on their cryptocurrency chessboard Blocking bridges in the land of maples, hold up all the needed staples While the insolence slowly ruptures from us all as we are gored Wasn’t my crazy machination, but I sat down and got the vaccination Much the same as when I lined up with my classmates to knock out polio No clue wha...

Drawing near I think the needle must be stuck in the groove Seems once again the Russian bear is on the move Whether it’s Uzbekistan, Poland, Belarus or the Ukraine Places change but the evil empire continues to inflict pain Putin claims with a purposeful smirk to be pulling back the troops Those garnering news from Tass are the only ones that he dupes While here at home the defeated regime uses t...

A picture of you in my mind Looking back at a younger man, who’s shoes I used to wear Few less pounds, and no gray streaks running through my hair Wandered for years trying to paint a picture of what I’d hoped to find Someone to hold in the morning and kiss goodnight, I got a picture of you in my mind But those pounds showed up along with more than enough gray So many times, I thought I’d found it...

As only you know how Long after the pretty red roses have withered and dropped all of their petals to the floor As the empty heart-shaped chocolate boxes hit the trash cause they ain’t got no more And the ink fades from the Valentine’s Day card saying “please be mine” many years from now My dreams will be fulfilled, my fears vanquished, made to feel complete as only you know how Every February, sw...