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
Mustard
The woman I know is a humanitarian.
This woman was special.
She learned to hide mustard
From domestic bustard
Like a house librarian.
She practiced magic
And had a concern with human welfare
Against the home barbarian.
Mustard and ketchup are fair
To use in the pantry with care.
Yellow mustard
Is kitchen’s standard.
Tomshinsky@2026
Zeus in
the Odyssey
Zeus in the Odyssey
Does not have judgement.
Zeus is an authority
In the Odyssey,
Practicing arbiter’s artistry
As a judge and guardian of hospitality.
Zeus is balancing divine power
With human responsibility.
Human suffering,
And even death
Is the main intervention,
When acknowledging hardship,
Conflicts, and meditation.
Zeus in the Odyssey
Does not have judgment,
Taking a respite of mental health,
Daily and gracefully.
Tomshinsky@2026
Forecast
Fear cannot exist
When heart is filled with love.
I insist,
If birds are messengers
Of peace and smiles,
Cannot imagine life and love
Without birds and birdsongs.
Showers of smiles are sent today.
May the stress of the day
Washed away
Not be afraid.
Promises of peace and love
Surround.
Trust the prophecy forecast
And believe the writer.
Fear cannot exist
When you are a fighter.
Tomshinsky@2026
Exit
Strategy
Summer contemplates
An exit strategy.
Next time around
Will be another time
At the same places.
Think deeply about
Pros and cons of something cool
Perhaps of some kind tool
Like blood artery,
Arm therapy,
And vision of Fall imagery.
Say bye to the summer heat.
Greetings to the autumn scent.
Summer contemplates.
Autumn keeps full harvest plates.
Tomshinsky@2026
Just a
Leaf
One leaf is so small.
This leaf is yellow in the fall.
One leaf separated from the tree
To be free.
The leaf is on the ground, very low.
The leaf moved me to tears.
The leaf has raindrops
And wet tears pop
Like tender raindrops.
The yellow leaf is my orange
Juice for the ear
To escape fair. –
What am I afraid of? –
To be on the ground, very low
Like this lonely yellow leaf.
Alone, with raindrops
And wet tears pop.
Minimalism is realism,
A visual expression
Of hypersensitive primitivism.
Environmental tenancy
And extraordinary tendency.
The yellow leaf was removed
Of normal auditory cortex.
A new context created.
Just one leaf
Has the high tended power
Of my complex fantasy
And yellow leaf imagery.
Tomshinsky@2026
At the
Feeder
Every forest we bring back
Cools the land
And protects the water
To build tomorrow better.
I watched how birds bow
And throw
A tantrum at the feeder.
Tufted titmouse is sweet and feisty.
The chirping sparrow
Was bold brave,
And full of sparks
With an attitude of the hawks.
Morning dove kept the bill in the water
Like using a straw
With suction-like drinking method.
There are backyard secrets
Kept in floppy feathers –
Because clean water matters.
Tomshinsky@2026
