Last Day of January: Poem

 

Last Day of January

I.

Last day of January

Reminds us

On the first day of February,

Nature has a funny pass;

Reminding us to relax, breathe,

And appreciate the moment;

Snowy trees, cool air,

And canceled flights.

Quiet backdrop beats

Any screentime

To see natural trees

In the winter habitat.

II.

The cold of January

Can freeze the February.

Only warmth always

Come after the frost.

The sun will rise

Above the homes and hearts.

Spring never fails us!

The cold blanket is dull and bare

From the dormancy of winter,

So clear.

III.

The best place for today

To enjoy the safe and warm home.

It is wise to slow down

And appreciate challenges,

When huddles and cuddles

Are welcome again.

Spring will be here,

Before you know it.

IV.

Baby, it is cold outside.

Please stay until tomorrow.

Just saying, Valentine’s Day,

Is not cancelled,

As well as blessings,

And joyful surprises

For all of us.

Tomshinsky@2026

Icicles: Poem

 

Icicles

Seeing the forest

Through trees and frost,

I see the most

On the cold morning day,

And I pray

For the birds

And the beauty and odds

On a cold winter day.

If you listen and care,

Music comes from the icicles

As it melts and lives again

As spring water and white crane.

Seeing the forest

Through trees and frost

From the window

Drinking hot tea impost

With cookies from homemade dough.

Tomshinsky@2026

On Tuesday: Poem

 

On Tuesday

Inhale. Exhale.

Tuesday rises anyway.

One day at a time

When life continues to climb.

We couldn’t go back to yesterday.

I am grateful for the new day.

Inhale. Exhale.

Tuesday rises anyway.

Tomshinsky@2026

Walking into the Dreamland: Poem

 

Walking Into the Dreamland

You came to me at night.

I did not fight.

I walked in the dreamland,

Holding your hand.

My dreams belonged to you.

They do, out of the blue.

Quite confidence of intimacy

That did not ask permission

For a nighttime intrusion.

It is about access

And reflects on something deeper

Called recognition,

Reframing ownership, not possession

Of the protective sense,

More like mutual residence –

The way memories are arriving.

A gentle surrounding

As a reminder

And acknowledgement of a bond

Passing the gates

Of the fence

And making new space

To rearranging the place

For the soul and grace.

Tomshinsky@2026

Verbal Compliment: Poem

Verbal Compliment

Verbal sunshine

Does not cost anything

But it warms hearts

And makes up smiles.

Verbal sunshine,

It costs nothing

But it is sublime

And enhance life.

Verbal compliment

Rhymes with confidence

When you praise

Admiring comment.

A sincere compliment

Has power to spread

Joy and brightness.

On the darkest of the days,

Take a compliment

To share praise

And please compliment

Someone you appreciate.

Nobody has an argument,

We are all in agreement.

Tomshinsky@2026

When Love Came: Poem

 

When Love Came

I.

It is very beautiful.

More than spring and summer.

There are not enough

Words for the sweet stuff

To describe the feelings

Of great healings.

II.

It came when it was a difficult life,

According to any file.

The birds were singing for us

In the morning amorous.

III.

Life gave us a miracle,

Very real, and lyrical.

Such a miracle called Love

That is approved even by Mister Dove.

Tomshinsky@2026

We Work the Earth: Poem

 

We Walk the Earth

We fly like birds.

We swim like fish.

Let’s walk the Earth

From day of birth.

We walk and walk.

We talk and talk.

The clock TikTok.

I lost my count to track

When I am on my path for a walk.

I love my framework

At any time I storm-wrack.

Let’s walk the Earth

Until the day of death.

Tomshinsky@2026

Earth Is Home: Poem

 

Earth Is Home

How great to live

Under the sky

That repainted

Every day

By the greatest artist.

Snowflakes are clueless

In the darkness.

Snow did not know

That Earth is home,

Beautiful and clean,

But I can feel it.

Life is definitely

Better with nature

When I am on adventure.

Tomshinsky@2026

Perception: Essay

 

Perception

 

Life is all about perception. The older you get, the easier and more important it is to be present in the moment. Why? Because you realize your future has become limited.

I trace the shape of the past into spaces where the laughter used to linger. Memories create stories. Adding to the story a personal touch creates a unique perception. Every story reflects individual thoughts, emotions, and feelings. It takes courage and bravery to share with others.

Living in a moment means to be present in place and time. I am blessed to be surrounded by truly wonderful places. Time runs too fast; this is my perception. I think that nothing in nature lives for itself. Rivers do not drink their own water. Threes do not eat their own fruit. The sun does not shine for itself. Flowers do not spread beauty and fragrance for themselves. Living and giving comes from nature.

Writing poems delves into how the personal perception sees and interprets the world. Human experience shapes our reality sometimes through symbolism and imagination like adding strokes of paint with words. Telling how to interpret our surroundings and experiences in a powerful medium exploration services the perception to reality.

Tomshinsky@2026

I'm Human: Poem

I’m Human

Balance comes

From calm awareness

In open and changing spaces.

Balance comes

In certain places.

We cannot choose

The music life plays

But we can choose

To dance to it…my ways.

I am neither

A victim or villain.

I’m simple: I’m human.

Tomshinsky@2026

Tactical Laughing: Poem

 Tactical Laughing

We are here to laugh

At various odds.

We should live our lives

The way Death will tremble

And afraid to take us.

I am sourly laughing.

Death trembling 

To take me, not sure.

Also, I look after

The strange and odd situations.

When Death trembles,

I always stumble

And dissemble

The odd situations.

I do not mumble.

The only intelligent

Tactical response

To life’s horrors,

To laugh; definitely.

Years and glasses on wine

We do not count.

We are here to laugh.

Tomshinsky@2026

Inner Strife: Poem

Inner Strife

Sea hath its pearls

High skies hath its stars.

My heart carries my life.

It flights like a kite

Reflecting on human life

Of the inner strife.

It does not look for a fight

To find the inner peace.

This poem here to release

The path of faith.

All the sacred thoughts

Have simple math.

Words like a pocketknife

Leaves the cuts deep in woods.

Bring the light to read the words!

Privat initials carved

Into the trunk.

It reads like a greeting card.

Tomshinsky. 2026. Copyrighted

Winter Trees at Night: Poem

 Winter Trees at Night

Winter trees at night

Meet the Moonlight.

Quiet, tall, and naked,

Without leaves but awakened.

No shoes,

Just naked roots.

Nowhere to go.

The Moonlight sees it all.

A liquid, shine Moon

Moves gently, 

Among long branches.

Do they dream of spring tales,

To come very soon,

With dances and romances?

Winter trees at night

Met the Moonlight.

They do not fight.

They are frozen under the bright

Moonlight.

Tomshinsky@2026

Life: Essay

 Life

Life is what we make of it. Every situation in life is temporary. When life is good, make sure to count your blessings and enjoy and receive them fully.

When life has problems, remember that it will not last forever and better days are on the way. People say we always have problems. We have to enjoy life while still solving them. The joy should not be put on hold until everything is ‘perfect.’

Learning to enjoy life while solving problems is about balance. It’s about acknowledging your struggles, but also allowing yourself moments of peace, joy, and fun along the way. Life isn’t about waiting for all the stars to align – it’s about finding contentment and gratitude in the here and now, even while working through what needs to be fixed. You can make progress and still savor the journey.

Be careful with this idea that ‘everyone is replaceable.’ Some people are one-of-a-kind. If you lose them, life won't hand you another version. You don't meet certain souls twice.

They carry a presence that cannot be duplicated, a light that once gone leaves a space no one else can fill. Treasure those souls while they are still beside you, because once they are gone, the silence they leave behind is louder than words. Some connections are truly once in a lifetime.

The universe weaves certain souls into our lives with threads of such unique brilliance that to speak of replacement is to misunderstand the very nature of connection. These are the luminaries whose light, once shared, forever alters the landscape of our hearts.

They leave an imprint that no other hand can replicate, a melody that, once silenced, leaves an aching resonance in the chambers of our memory. Hold these precious souls close, tend to the gardens of your relationships with them, for their departure leaves a space not merely empty, but sacred – a testament to the irreplaceable beauty of a love that blooms only once in a lifetime. Indeed, some souls, when they pass, change the features of our hearts forever. The light of their presents fills us with warmth, and their departure leaves a void that is irreplaceable. Their memory remains sacred in the heart, like stars in the sky that illuminate our memories even after their absence.

Tomshinsky@2026