Cosmos Flower
Friday, June 26, 2026
Cosmos Flower: Poem
Wednesday, June 24, 2026
Solstice: Poem
Solstice
Look Into the Eyes: Poem
Look Into
the Eyes
Look into the eyes
Long enough,
And you stop seeing a woman.
You start seeing life,
Maybe even read her mind.
Eyes are reflection
On years in the past,
And the heart that did not rust.
Look into the eyes.
There is enough space for two.
When a man loves a woman,
Look in the eyes
That never, never lies.
Tomshinsky@2026
Saturday, June 20, 2026
June: Poem
June: Poem
Saturday, June 13, 2026
Aphrodite and Her Babies: Poem
Aphrodite
and Her Babies
Aphrodite is a swan bird.
Her cygnets are stronger
Every day, every day.
The babies always stay closer
To their mother as explore the water.
Little ones are doing well and growing
Every day, every day.
I take time as my is thriving.
The peaceful nature scene
Shows anything than love,
Protection, and a strong bond.
Mother bird and her babies’ blend
Perfectly into the grassland.
Spike. Splash. Success.
The chase ends with breakfast.
Tomshinsky@2026
Wednesday, June 10, 2026
Spoonbill: Poem
Spoonbill
Spoonbill is a large birdie.
As we know, it lives in fresh water.
The bird is an ancestor of the spoonbill
species.
Do not mistake it with Ibises!
Roseatte spoonbills are monogamous
Nest on the tree,
Pink and white, with spatulate bills.
Distinctive flat bills, long necks, and legs
Brighten up by red plumage
That reflects on diets of ages.
Do not disturb food resources!
Roseatte eats small aquatic reserves –
Fish, frogs, and insects
When marching swamps
And stirring the water
To flesh out the prey.
Historically, spoonbills were hunted
For their feathers in millinery trades.
Today, enjoy their unique silhouette.
Today, we focus on protecting,
And restoring our wetlands
That all birds can fly!
Tomshinsky@2026
Wednesday, June 3, 2026
Wonder to Maintain: Poem
Wonder to
Maintain
May I always remain
The kind person to sustain
Who sees wonder
Where others see nothing
Like a ladybug on the leaf,
A cricket singing in the dark,
A frog beside the sunrise down
Because of a gentle heart
That never outgrows
Respect for nature’s life
When the little legs
Are on the flower. –
Nature’s call
Never get old.
May I always remain
The kind person to sustain
To see every wonder to maintain.
Tomshinsky@2026