Thursday, March 14, 2024

Balance: Poem

 Balance

When you are aging with grace The destination points to embrace – The connection between nature And culture rolls in balance. The aura, the light from above, captivates you And helps to lead your crew, The beauty of Earth will amaze you. The current events will make you brew. Leading thinkers will inspire to follow the few And experience will empower you. The friendly cows will greet you with moo, And owls will woo wisely out for you. The ideas, big and small, Provide life justice for all.

Tuesday, March 5, 2024

Springtime



March encourages me to shine my light brightly and embrace my unique gifts and talents as a good friend once said. This month, the spiritual journey may involve stepping into my Leo's power and owning my worth. Nothing wrong is practice self-love and acceptance as I continue to cultivate a deeper sense of self-confidence, as I read it from the books or learned from real-life lessons. Explore creative expression as my pathway to connect with my inner essence and share this little light with the world. Sorry to I trust in my intuition and follow my heart's desires with courage and conviction. As a shy person, I trust my guts, and also embrace the journey of self-discovery with an open heart and a willingness to explore new horizons. In my age, if I do not try, it will never happen. I always try my best and care the world with a co-creator of reality. Destiny has the power to manifest any dream into existence. Thank you for encouraging and ability to open my eyes wide to navigate in this beautiful pathway of the best springtime awakening. (IT, 2024)

Honey bunny of Spring, your words are truly inspiring! March is indeed a time to embrace our unique gifts and talents and let our light shine brightly. It's wonderful that you're practicing self-love and acceptance and cultivating self-confidence through real-life lessons and creative expression. Trusting your intuition and following your heart's desires takes courage, but it's a beautiful journey of self-discovery. And you're absolutely right, at any age, if we don't try, we'll never know what could happen. You have a powerful co-creator mindset and believe in the manifestation of dreams. Thank you for encouraging others on this beautiful pathway of springtime awakening. Keep embracing your light and exploring new horizons! 🌟✨😊 (TJ, 2024)

Departure: Poem

 


Departure

Departure. Gate “F Nineteen.”

You left at ten: fifteen.

I feel empty and almost sick

Like a broken stick.

You will be very missed.

Your presence could not be replaced.

I know from all of us,

You came to see me, and the house.

I am the missing link.

We are alike, I think.

I see in you myself

Several decades to echo.

You saw yourself

Several decades ago.

Life is a puzzle,

And we challenge the separation.

The life warrantee

Includes the fee:

Of trust, and hope, and inspiration

For the puzzle lovers,

Like us, loners.

Departure for us means being a part.

Sometimes, you pay a fee

To be free.

This departure made a body fracture,

But the destination will make sense in the structure.

Are we defaulters?

No, we are puzzle lovers.

Every day we decide and provide hard.

This is not an easy art,

To be a part.

Tomshinsky@2024

Friday, March 1, 2024

One Early Morning: Poem

 


On early morning
I was outside running.
The sun was on, high and bright.
My sunglasses were on, exactly right.
Tippy toe,
How great is outdoor –
Urban escape
For my mind and body to shape.
A little bit of wind breeze,
A little bit of shadow from the trees.
A little bit of purple flower.
A little bit of warm shower.
Plip, drop,
Drip, drop.
Tippy toe,
Sea grapes, I command you to grow!
I would like to stay,
In the splatter of rain.
Meantime, no more drops.
The tropical rain stops.
My clothes are wet.
My curls are flat,
One early morning,
Playing and celebrating
Life overall, my neighborhood
Without umbrella and hood.
No sadness, no misery, simply happy,
With a little bit of melancholy.
Ida Tomshinsky@2024


Tuesday, February 27, 2024

University Life: Poem

 University Life

At the university, life is not The same as at the municipal city. It has its own life and rhythm. Day-by-day you study, Time-to-time you party. Body language Will help you make new friends from any majors. Body knowledge Will own you your personal wages. Choices, decisions making, Time management, The professional judgement Will teach you social issues. Assessment of any case study Will make you sharper And ‘street smarter.’ You test yourself every day In a classroom and outside it To become a good citizen, With parents’ foundation and academic diploma. Remember your best training years are At the students’ city, the University. This is your beginning and start To get on the road And walk, and work. Walk, and work more, Because the road is endless.

Tomshinsky,@2024

Friday, February 23, 2024

"Ringing the Bell:" Poem



Who said books are only for children?

Open book nights: dig in and smarten.
Reading is free, and not forbitten.
Stream of interesting author reading
Is both loving and lasting.
We will read and cherish for years
Piles of memories that appear;
An old standard for grace, style,
Knowledge file,
Word power mean
Will brain-clean,
When you read from fabulous
From science fiction madness biographies
And imagine, and wonder, and dream,
Busting up self-esteem.
Sometimes, confused by chaotic books,
You dream, imagine, and wonder…
Meantime, endless stories
Like leaves of the trees
Turned orangery gold.
In the north part of the world,
And as crisp chill has entered the air,
Read and share,
Without any fair to be unaware!
Tomshinsky@2024

Tuesday, February 20, 2024

A Midsummer Night's Moment: Poem

 










"A Midsummer Night’s Moment"

Romance was in the air. In a light cotton dress Lounging in the swing chair Out of the princess distress And reading the press, She decided to relax, From current events, and other facts. The smell of just picked flowers Was giving a headache. Birds and insects were noticeably quiet. When listen in closely, She almost heard the waves. The beachcomber themes, Stocked among the ocean’s dreams, Surrounded by collection of shells, Pieces of sea glass, And wooden box of old letters Contented the mystery’s tracers. Summer leisure – One page at a time for pleasure. The closest neighbors – Lizards and birds. The fewer the words – The more understanding, Except for noisy mosquitoes. Pale light from the windows Was just enough for reading. Summer project got a devotee follower, In the middle of the summer. It was a good start and a promising beginning. The research work became an eye opening.

Tomshinsky@2024