When Time is Right
Real beauty never fades
There are no school grades.
Soul makes a person beautiful.
Mind helps to stay powerful.
What gives you energy? –
Birds fly high,
Sun in the sky,
Breese drifting by.
It is a new down
And a new day on the ground.
I am feeling good.
What about your dreams?
They are waying to be harvested
In the morning field
When time is right.
Tomshinsky@2026
Eager
The sun is sleeping in
This morning, as I was keen.
The sun just now is picking,
Over the covers,
To greet the new day.
Breakfast with an ocean view
Is coming, and this is true.
Imagination just found you
Like a true friend helps
To find your wings. –
I write on paper with ink.
I know that I am not a machine.
Human soul needs
Imagination and connection,
Drafter, laughter, and expression.
I try to create soul medicine.
Enjoy the journey,
Trust the process
When keep moving forward.
On this note,
I will introduce you to a version
Of myself, you did not meet yet.
Educated, confident, and stubborn –
Made and born
In twentieth century,
Look on life with joy of the journey
And keep moving forward.
Eager to keep the promised word.
Tomshinsky@2026
Birds of the Wetland
In the wet grasslands
The battle to eat and feed never ends.
The are stunning feathered birds on the
trees –
They have to feed the hungry chicks.
Classic side view –
A bird has his way with an apple snail.
An apple snail a day
Or couple hundred keep the munchies at bay.
Summer pounds rich with seafoods.
Birds do not need any boots.
Here is a juvenile night Heron
That entertains like an adult baron.
Sky got traffic
As Osprey on the hunt
Got a fish from the mud.
Bold Eagle spotted a fat catch.
Smart Egret finds shade
On a very hot afternoon.
The tall grass is very cool.
Slender, elegant blue Heron
Isolated to fly
In the pure blue sky.
The Wood Duck in colorful feathers
Has the vibrant breeding look eclipses.
Fantastic capture
Of my adventure
Left stunning water reflection
And my deep appreciation.
Rosie, the spoonbill, is a special bird
With a flat, spoon-shaped bill
To feed the meal.
The delicate pink with bright reds
Come with aerodynamic legs,
Unmistakable fabulous
And monogamous.
Spoonbill showing the impressive wingspan
Marching by in the swamp.
Tomshinsky@2026
Crazy Woman
He said, I met a woman
Absolutely crazy.
I met a woman
Very careful and kind.
She is busy and jazzy.
She is cheesy and crazy
Like a blue daisy.
The reader thought
That being both crazy and self-aware
Is wild and insane.
People say every crazy girl
Is a sweet woman,
With flame in vain.
Softness and kindness
Are promises
That steers imagination
Of deepest part of the soul inspiration.
Where is life, there is hope.
Crazy means intense,
Entertaining, lucid, or not.
Crazy woman thinks she can fly.
She writes poetry to try.
From woman like that,
It is difficult to come back.
She is soft like a kitten,
Passioned and fit like a mitten.
Tomshinsky@2026
Silver Fox
Occasionally,
Once for the file,
O’ mine, what a while!
Nature puts something special.
Silver Fox, as a fact,
Is a rare sight to react.
Silver Fox is a darker variation
Of the Red Fox domination.
Two different looks –
One species in the same woods.
Stay curious. Stay wild for a while.
Once for the file,
Encounters with nature feel special.
Metallic colors morphs
Into dramatic coats
Of smoky blacks
And silver-tipped grays.
Tomshinsky@2026
Blessed
I.
Bless this and that.
Blessed to live another day.
Blessed to celebrate life.
Blessed to recognize and trust.
Is it a testament, or a little quest?
Could the rain be a blessed relief
From the summertime heat?
I see a colorful rainbow at the end.
Blessed in quite peace
And freedom last weekend.
Blessed of memory of love
Like a free fly of mourning dove
In few hours in good shape
Perhaps from reality to escape.
Bless to shine in own light
Trying to survive the fight.
II.
Blessed to have a peaceful heart,
A grateful soul,
And someone who makes life
Feel a litter warmer.
There are moments that pass
In tenderness,
Longing for happiness.
What is a heart-warming story? –
Friendship, kindness,
And the biggest adventures
Matters
Like life lessons.
Tomshinsky@2026
Home Is Where the Heart Remembers
Home is more than walls and doors;
It’s the memories living in our hearts.
It’s laughter shared, the quiet moments,
And the people who leave lasting marks.
Sometimes home feels empty and still,
When someone we love is no longer there.
But love doesn’t disappear with distance
It remains in every room we once shared.
A new chapter may feel unfamiliar,
Yet every beginning carries a chance.
To rebuild with hope, peace, and courage,
And let the heart learn a different dance.
So may your home always hold warmth,
May your memories bring gentle smiles,
And may tomorrow bring you reasons
To believe the journey is worthwhile.
Because sometimes “home” is not a place
It’s the feeling of being understood,
And finding someone who listens with care
