Loud Silence
I traveled the distance
And I discovered some silence.
Silence that you can hear.
I learned that that silence
Speaks volumes.
Silence has colors
When I am yellow
And feel blue and mellow.
When I am in the pink,
Silence is in golden ink,
Silence is a great teacher.
The quiet mind
Learn more and gain wisdom.
Let’s listen and learn,
Silence could be loud
When it has a beautiful sound.
When I am in the pink,
Silence is in golden ink.
Tomshinsky@2026
Bridge Light Poetry
I opened the window
And let the light in.
The first day of spring proof
Those brighter days are ahead.
The trees are taller than roof.
As a reader,
I trust in the next chapter.
I am the author
And the main character.
Why? – When flowers bloom,
So does hope.
My hope was wrapped in music
And artistic lyrics.
It was listened by ears
But went straight to the heart.
Music and dancing therapy
Bridge light my poetry.
Tomshinsky@2026
Instant
Life
Live in the sunshine.
Swim in the ocean.
Drink the clean air.
Each ordinary moment
Could be treasured
When life is instant.
There’s no refund
For the life well-lived.
Tomshinsky@2026
Wilted
Roses
The roses have wilted
But I cannot throw them away.
Memories wrapped around the pathway. –
Who gave them to you?
What happened?
Why can’t you throw them away? –
They remind me of life.
Everything has a beginning and the end
Like the roses that wilted,
Sweet and sorrowful like life.
I just cannot throw them away.
There are memories on the pathway.
It takes the origins to recollection
In tranquility,
Overflow personal emotions
Of the life well-lived
When roses wilted.
Tomshinsky@2026
Environmental
Health
After the cold blizzard,
The rain came down to soak us.
Now, my eyes can focus
On the growing crocus.
The eagles fly to dominate space,
And the nightingale sings
To conquer the soul.
The falling rain
Give me environmental pain.
I do not have tears.
Rain cries before my eyes and ears.
What do I do with my fairs?
Eagles fly to dominate space
Nightingale sings to conquer the soul.
I am still standing before the fall.
Tomshinsky@2026
I Write
and Rhyme
I am writing to survive. –
It keeps me alive.
The effort I made today
Shapes the path for tomorrow.
I show what I know.
I invest in time.
This is my best resource
When I am on the writing course.
You cannot refund time
If you want to enter the paradigm. –
I write and rhyme
To create something sublime.
Tomshinsky@2026
Earth
Knows
The Earth knows
When to bloom again.
So does your growth
Learned from lessons
Followed by spring rain
When to bloom again
To stimulate your growth.
The Earth knows both
As people and trees
Take the Environmental course.
Tomshinsky@2026
