Wolf
and Squirrel
People say
If I may,
Life does not grow
From power
To flow.
It grows from care,
Which is fair.
Here is a sight:
Wolf was crying
The entire night.
Squirrel thought
Wolf wants an acorn.
Squirrel was not adorned.
Wolf said, “I am not cry.
I am not hungry.
I am singing.
I am pleasing.”
There is power in acorn.
One day it will be a tree.
It always brings power out in me.
Tomshinsky@2026
Young
at Heart
When you are young at heart
It speaks like realistic art.
Writing a poem about love
That fits like a glove
Is telling a contemporary story
Of the brain that controls
Every muscle of the body,
Except the heart
That pulsing and rolls
Without words of sorry.
When you are young at heart,
It speaks like contemporary art.
Here comes adulthood
With glowing stars
Blessed with colorful arts
Of two lovely hearts.
Grap the opportunity
That comes with responsibility
Of high hopes and a dream,
One early morning,
With coffee and cream.
Tomshinsky@2026
All
About You
Do not let red turn blue,
And make today all about you!
Look in the mirror.
Your soul is vigor
Dancing and smiling,
When drums start rumbling.
Fire in veins calls through the night
And you do not fear daylight.
Right connection is in music
To bring peace of mind
And heart’s trembling and whispers.
Fire in veins calls to find
The power to fulfill any desires.
You can text or call,
I am outside, open the door!
Do not let red turn blue.
The rest is up to you.
Tomshinsky@2026
Bless the Words
Dressed
for Success
I want to put on new clothes
I want to put today
Something different –
Perhaps a reckless joy,
Something bright and big
To fit and do
Something different
Like a dress for success.
Cold cannot touch
What warmth has claimed,
When butterfly kisses
The dandelion wishes.
Tomshinsky@2026
Small Things Strength
Alliance: Poem
