Guided
Heart
There is a good deal of smoke flowing
The coal is smoldering
From the blackened embers.
Clarity instead of chaos
Because the great gust wind
Acts today as a catalyst.
The flame ignites.
I willingly provide fuel for the heat
Where the journey takes the guided heart.
Tomshinsky@2026
Hurry Up
Let the world hurry
Because you belong
To the rhythm
Of roots, rivers, and creeks
When quiet things
Have a voice to speak.
You made me feel like dancing.
You
made me feel like parting.
Let the world hurry,
You will be late for the party.
Whispers in rhythms
Make me shine in gold and blue.
Hurry up to see
The radiant light
Over the mirrored rivers and creeks,
Glowing with smiles
Along the surface of miles.
Tomshinsky@2026
Power of
Words
Words are to speak.
We choose words carefully.
Words have power.
Words could be anything
You want naturally:
Charming, passionate,
And hard to ignore
Because you want more.
The line is a living force
Because a simple line move
By the power of words.
The figure transforms.
The memory remains.
Words have power.
Some stories have superpowers:
Charming and passionate,
Independent and pleasant
That hard to ignore
Because you want more.
Tomshinsky@2026
Lessons
of Education
Some people learn about biology,
Add added the logic on sociology.
They turned the leads to a foundation
To understand association
Of unity to embrace humanity
Through closeness of special touch
That means very much
To understand human biology
And the logic of sociology.
October Night
Here comes October night.
Clouds are tired and sleeping,
Only stars brighten up the sky
For my restless heart
When I am thinking and dreaming
Every October night,
Land and sky
Are very far,
And my home is very small
When October this Fall
Deals with sweet dreams.
October leads the favorites.
These are sweet deliveries:
Flaky and delicious,
Sweet dreams are irresistible.
Choices of dreams throughout the night
Are optional and reflect on the happenings
Of the daylight.
Tomshinsky@2026
Flying Sticks
Flying sticks are possible.
Do not laugh. –
Sticks cannot fly.
Do nor joke. –
Do not tell a lie.
Some roads are crossable.
Drones fly high
But do not carry any big sticks.
I never saw flying bricks. –
Do not tell a lie.
Sticks cannot fly. –
Eagles and Ospreys
Have their ways.
Birds never cease these days
To amaze the size of sticks
Birds bring to their nests.
Flying sticks are possible.
They make nests stable and viable.
Tomshinsky@2026
Cozy Vibe
Future journey
Maybe in the works
Right now.
Daily energy,
Cozy vibe excitement
Do not need entertainment
And makes restless
To sit still.
Future journey
Come with a ticket to dreams.
It takes two sides
To build a bridge structure.
Right now,
My daily energy
Creates the future.
The cozy vibe
Like the red wine,
Just bloody brilliant
And energy radiant.
Tomshinsky@2026
