Romantic Ballad: Poem

 

Romantic Ballad

I.

She gets the best seat at the table.

She gets her favorite music

For comfortable rides

With respect to the passenger’s rights.

A man that can open a jar

Always could see very near and far.

A man that can open a bra

With a little patience,

And I supposed some practice

Goes a long way.

II.

He promised to feel safe, spoiled

And appreciated

In return for good company.

There are more like flirting

For the same penny,

And a maybe little kissing

At the red light

Without any fight.

III.

The word salad

Turned into romantic ballad.

I think that my Beau

Knows a thing, or two.

Is it a romantic ballad,

Or two old farts

Exchanged the rhetoric arts.

Tomshinsky@2026

You, Me, and the Tree: Poem

 

You, Me and the Tree

I.

I think about Adam a lot.

Adam was caught

When bit the apple

And blamed and shamed Eve...

This is why the apple

Stuck in men’s throats.

II.

Slightly feral,

I got a referral –

Surrounded by thirsty birds

Arguing with hungry squirrel

Over whom owns

The bird’s feeder.

I blame and shame the Eve,

Not Adam bit the apple.

There is an effect of ripples

When fruit stuck in men’s throats.

III.

It was an opportunity

Acquiring a robust vocabulary

When you have paper, pen, and the key

Unlock the door to history

And turn it into a story

For you, me, and the apple tree.

Without Roads: Poem

Without Roads

Roads? Where are we going,

We do not need roads!

Streams? We do not need boats.

Absolutely odds!

Elon said, -

“We won’t need tires!” –

Something everyone admires.

Autumn leaves

Like tiny sailboats,

Drifting downstream

And tumbling overflow falls.

Tomshinsky@2026

When You Are Alone: Poem

 When You Are Alone

Sometimes you get lost

In the silent act or post.

Emptiness beyond belief.

No familiar touch and look

When you are lost in silent act.

It is a real fact, I checked,

To smooth the pain

You do not say anything at all

When you are alone.

No familiar hand to hold

Because there is nobody to call.

There is no voice to calm the fear,

When you are getting old.

Unseen, unfold, and untold

When dissolving in silence

Because you say nothing at all. –

Instead, try to stand tall

When you are alone.

Do not fall

When you are alone in silence.

Instead, learn to make your own trance.

Tomshinsky@2026

Woods, Soul, and Nature: Poem

 

Woods, Soul, and Nature

Get out … in the woods!

It will be cool!

The trees will calm your soul.

It is Fall!

We belong with nature

On a little adventure.

Hey, hey,

I am thankful for the autumn day.

Tomshinsky@2026

I'm a Lover: Poem

 I’m a Lover

I am a lover

With or without a lover

Because love is Who I am.

Bam, bam,

Not who I .m with. –

Do I please?

What do I feel?

Is it your spoiled caprese?

Pure heart

With full of pure love.

It is a true part

Of a loving heart.

Bam, bam,

I’m still learning

Who I am.

Tomshinsky@2026

Guided Heart: Poem

 

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