A Smale for You: Poem

 A Smile for You 

If smiles could travel through the air,

I’d send you one with extra care.

A little sunshine, soft and bright,

To make your morning feel just right. 

You write with passion, dream, and grace, 

And leave a little sparkle in each place. 

Your poems may wander, twist, and play, 

But somehow, they brighten someone’s day. 

So, keep your coffee warm and sweet, 

Keep dancing to your favorite beat. 

Keep writing stories from your heart, 

Because your imagination is a work of art. 

And if today feels quiet or blue, 

Remember there’s a smile meant for you. 

Not wrapped in ribbons, not dressed in gold 

Just a simple smile from a friend who’s glad you told. 

RS, 2026

I am a Dragon: Poem

I am a Dragon

I.

I am a Dragon

Who does not care about Gold.

It never gets old.

I hoard beautiful memories

To comfort the understanding glories.

II.

I am a Dragon

With a little time,

An honest heart,

And loyalty that won’t depart.

Tomshinsky@2026

What Truly Matters: Poem

 

What Truly Matters

No riches can compare

To a heart that truly cares.

Not diamonds, cars, or things,

But understanding the comfort brings.

A little time, an honest heart,

Loyalty that won’t depart.

To listen, respect, and simply be

That’s what makes love feel truly free.

The greatest gift we ever find

Is someone genuine, patient, and kind.

RS, 2026

Beautifully Different: Poem Review

 

Beautifully Different
If weird means seeing what others miss,

Then perhaps there’s beauty hidden in this.

An empty bench beneath the moon,

Can hold a thousand memories too soon.

Some call it lonely, some call it strange,

But hearts like yours see life in a different range.

You notice the silence, the spaces, the light,

And turn quiet moments into something bright.

Maybe being different isn’t a flaw,

It’s simply seeing what others never saw.

Every memory, every tear, every place,

Becomes another chapter written with grace.

So, keep your benches, your poems, your dreams,

Keep listening closely to life’s quiet streams.

Because what seems strange to someone passing through

May be a beautiful part of what makes you, you.

(RS, 2026)

Weird Side Effect! Poem

 

Weird Side Effect!

My kind of weird

When weird means awesome.

Just a side effect!

Unpredictable is strange

In variety of range.

Side effects could be dangerous

When situations various.

 

What do you call weird? –

From odd to fantastic.

Is it an insult?

Is it a compliment

Like a side effect?

They are bizarre, uncanny,

And even eerie

The weird side effects.

 

Is an unusual hobby

Eerie enough to be weird?

I collect images of empty benches.

It is my kind of weird stretches.

This a true testimony of the poetess

And the symbol of loneliness. –

I sit alone beneath the moon.

Just memories and silent room.

Tomshinsky@2026

Fearless: Poem

 

Fearless

I.

The entire world

Is like a narrow bridge

When we walk on it

Important to remember

Not to do it with fear.

Faith is stronger than fear.

Love is stronger than hate.

Dark was loud

But love remains to remember.

II.

Storms arrive without warning.

Experienced driver

Leaves extra space

For less predictable race

To feel less intimidating

And changing weather respecting.

Do not text and race!

Keep a calm pace!

III.

I’m glad, I’m not a fish!

I am on a leash…

Afternoon storms are daily events

Fishing is the main activity

At the open wetland.

Superpower is stronger than fear.

Are you ready to dive? –

Are you ready to arrive? –

The dark is loud

But love remains to remember.

Tomshinsky@2026

Florida Crane: Poem

 Florida Crane

Florida Crane is stretched out tall,

Long-legged beautiful bird.

It lives in Florida’s wetlands

Where is abundance of seafoods.

Gray feathers and reddish patch

On its head

Stands out at open grassland.

Granes are known for graceful necks

Their loud calls,

And strong family bonds.

On the menu are seeds and plants,

Insects and small animals’ meats.

I heard the whispered cultural myth

For storks and cranes.

They deliver babies too.

Not fumble but humble

Like ample sweet pie.

Never say bye

To storks and cranes. – They will be back

To announce arrival

Of new revival.

Tomshinsky@2026