Bandit's Mask: Poem

 

Bandit’s Mask

You can research and ask

About ringed tail

And bandit’s mask –

To find out that little animal did not fail.

The charismatic raccoons from the pathway

Have human hands.

The are grabbing and holding the pray:

Mice, birds, and insects.

 

Have you ever worn

A mask on Halloween?

Then you win!

I will share my story of little coons.

The wooly raccoon

Has black fur

Around the eyes.

They do not cry.

Do they get involved in domestic crimes?

Yes, they do, they use sharp claws of five.

They are bandits and thieves,

When it comes to the trashcan’s ruins.

 

The bow

From hollow

Toward the water pool

To wash their food.

Raccoons eat everything,

By grabbing and pulling,

But favored the fruit.

They live in dens and hollow logs,

And play with bugs.

 

In the early morning, at 6:00 a.m.,

When I am

On my own,

All alone –

Jogging and watching,

The nature nurture,

I watched an unbelievable picture –

Raccoons finished the night hunt,

And a very lovely one used front paw

To wash the food at the pond:

Mice, bird, or fruit.

 

In the early mornings, the bushes are in fog,

At the playground that is close to my backyard.

I do not need to go to the zoo.

I watch nature for me, and you.

I met two raccoons who came from African kinkajou.

By making this point and acknowledging

Flora and fauna in southeast Florida

With curiosity of Ida,

In the early morning, jogging and discovering.

Tomshinsky@2024

"Everything Fall:" Poem

 "Everything Fall:" Poem

Fall is a season of harvest.

Doing the best as human and animals 

Do not waist!

No waist here, just a dance,

The dance of abundance.

Pumpkins elevates the Fall

From children to parents, for all.

Sweet apple pies

And birds 'goodbyes,

Cozy cup of coffee and scone,

And every small sip

Renews your soul.

There is magic in every bite,

If I might.

A little progress

Each day adds up

To big results.

Let your irresistible light

Shines absolutely bright

As Autumn's mystic

And make you feel fantastic!

I love Fall for all, 

Because from children to parents' 

We love the natural sweetness of favorite products.

Let 's us celebrate fruit markets

And the hard work that goes in many events!

Let's celebrate, celebrate by all

In Fall!

Tomshinsky@2024

Flower and Bee: Poem

"Flower and Bee:" Poem

Welcome to my world

Of many words

Where the stories come to life

And dreams take flights!

From colorful flowerbed

Some dreams jump from pink to red,

Other dreams run from the beginning to the end.

Bees, bees! Please, my magical bee,

You are humble, kind, and joyful.

Confident, brave, and 

Happy, wild, and hopeful.

Do not bend

At the beautiful flowers' end!

Unseparated pair at any weather,

The bumblebee and lavender, stay so well together.

Both are nature's perfect match

That Mary and Harry try to catch.

Harry said, - "Bizz, Bizz! I am a plane that boom!"

Mary said, - "I am a pretty flower to bloom!"

Bees are crafted garden' makers

And nature's heroes' essential caretakers.

Tomshinsky@2024

In September: Poem

"In September:" Poem

Here we are in September.

The view from the window is bright as amber.

The air is crisp, and the sky is clear.

I enter the country road with care.

Passing by sycamore spinners and cankers,

Hay stooks and fairy tales ringers.

Here some wild sloe berries

And there are cloisters of blackberries.

Trees still have their dresses.

Forests and parks full of messes.

Acorns are for squirrels,

Pickles are in barrels.

Honey from summer meadows

Make full bellies for bears.

Bobby does not have any fear,

Jumping from daycare's stairs.

His pants have some flare,

And the cozy hat keeps neat his hair.

His proud mother was seating in the chair

And rewarded him with a Barlett pear.

Tomshinsky@2024