When Time is Right
Real beauty never fades
There are no school grades.
Soul makes a person beautiful.
Mind helps to stay powerful.
What gives you energy? –
Birds fly high,
Sun in the sky,
Breese drifting by.
It is a new down
And a new day on the ground.
I am feeling good.
What about your dreams?
They are waying to be harvested
In the morning field
When time is right.
Tomshinsky@2026
Eager
The sun is sleeping in
This morning, as I was keen.
The sun just now is picking,
Over the covers,
To greet the new day.
Breakfast with an ocean view
Is coming, and this is true.
Imagination just found you
Like a true friend helps
To find your wings. –
I write on paper with ink.
I know that I am not a machine.
Human soul needs
Imagination and connection,
Drafter, laughter, and expression.
I try to create soul medicine.
Enjoy the journey,
Trust the process
When keep moving forward.
On this note,
I will introduce you to a version
Of myself, you did not meet yet.
Educated, confident, and stubborn –
Made and born
In twentieth century,
Look on life with joy of the journey
And keep moving forward.
Eager to keep the promised word.
Tomshinsky@2026
Birds of the Wetland
In the wet grasslands
The battle to eat and feed never ends.
The are stunning feathered birds on the
trees –
They have to feed the hungry chicks.
Classic side view –
A bird has his way with an apple snail.
An apple snail a day
Or couple hundred keep the munchies at bay.
Summer pounds rich with seafoods.
Birds do not need any boots.
Here is a juvenile night Heron
That entertains like an adult baron.
Sky got traffic
As Osprey on the hunt
Got a fish from the mud.
Bold Eagle spotted a fat catch.
Smart Egret finds shade
On a very hot afternoon.
The tall grass is very cool.
Slender, elegant blue Heron
Isolated to fly
In the pure blue sky.
The Wood Duck in colorful feathers
Has the vibrant breeding look eclipses.
Fantastic capture
Of my adventure
Left stunning water reflection
And my deep appreciation.
Rosie, the spoonbill, is a special bird
With a flat, spoon-shaped bill
To feed the meal.
The delicate pink with bright reds
Come with aerodynamic legs,
Unmistakable fabulous
And monogamous.
Spoonbill showing the impressive wingspan
Marching by in the swamp.
Tomshinsky@2026
Crazy Woman
He said, I met a woman
Absolutely crazy.
I met a woman
Very careful and kind.
She is busy and jazzy.
She is cheesy and crazy
Like a blue daisy.
The reader thought
That being both crazy and self-aware
Is wild and insane.
People say every crazy girl
Is a sweet woman,
With flame in vain.
Softness and kindness
Are promises
That steers imagination
Of deepest part of the soul inspiration.
Where is life, there is hope.
Crazy means intense,
Entertaining, lucid, or not.
Crazy woman thinks she can fly.
She writes poetry to try.
From woman like that,
It is difficult to come back.
She is soft like a kitten,
Passioned and fit like a mitten.
Tomshinsky@2026
Silver Fox
Occasionally,
Once for the file,
O’ mine, what a while!
Nature puts something special.
Silver Fox, as a fact,
Is a rare sight to react.
Silver Fox is a darker variation
Of the Red Fox domination.
Two different looks –
One species in the same woods.
Stay curious. Stay wild for a while.
Once for the file,
Encounters with nature feel special.
Metallic colors morphs
Into dramatic coats
Of smoky blacks
And silver-tipped grays.
Tomshinsky@2026
Blessed
I.
Bless this and that.
Blessed to live another day.
Blessed to celebrate life.
Blessed to recognize and trust.
Is it a testament, or a little quest?
Could the rain be a blessed relief
From the summertime heat?
I see a colorful rainbow at the end.
Blessed in quite peace
And freedom last weekend.
Blessed of memory of love
Like a free fly of mourning dove
In few hours in good shape
Perhaps from reality to escape.
Bless to shine in own light
Trying to survive the fight.
II.
Blessed to have a peaceful heart,
A grateful soul,
And someone who makes life
Feel a litter warmer.
There are moments that pass
In tenderness,
Longing for happiness.
What is a heart-warming story? –
Friendship, kindness,
And the biggest adventures
Matters
Like life lessons.
Tomshinsky@2026
Home Is Where the Heart Remembers
Home is more than walls and doors;
It’s the memories living in our hearts.
It’s laughter shared, the quiet moments,
And the people who leave lasting marks.
Sometimes home feels empty and still,
When someone we love is no longer there.
But love doesn’t disappear with distance
It remains in every room we once shared.
A new chapter may feel unfamiliar,
Yet every beginning carries a chance.
To rebuild with hope, peace, and courage,
And let the heart learn a different dance.
So may your home always hold warmth,
May your memories bring gentle smiles,
And may tomorrow bring you reasons
To believe the journey is worthwhile.
Because sometimes “home” is not a place
It’s the feeling of being understood,
And finding someone who listens with care
Horizon
There are no two of the same horizons
A calm healing space
Brings emotional wellness
And emotional selfcare
To forget the fear.
The tree stands where stood before.
Therefore,
The fog was an illusion
And the wind offered a solution.
Single flock of birds
Was on the way to a destination
To rest and eat,
And beat the daily heat
At a cool, safe place.
I looked at the horizon
To face the sundown
And beautiful clouds’ zone,
Inhaling ozone.
Tomshinsky@2026
Invincible
Invincible smile
Better than hate.
Invincible calm
Better than chaos.
Invincible summer
Better than cold winter.
Never defeated –
Always overcome and conquered!
Physical integrity
Better than competitive superiority –
A winner would say.
Tomshinsky@2026
Surgeon
Moon
Surgeon Moon appears this week.
Consider it a love letter from universe.
Nature creates the verse.
It takes two to know one.
Surgeon Moon is fun.
Ancient rhythm moves tides.
Modern times teach careful rides.
Something bigger overseas
Brings gratitude and respect
For nature’s gift that comes next.
August is strange, in between.
Summer holds on to transit and win.
Surgeon Moon this week coexists,
And I feel soil beneath my feet.
Tomshinsky@2026
Forest
Forest grounds and balances,
Connects and stabilizes.
Forest heals and is warm.
It illuminates worries and stress.
Also, it always clears the path.
Nature knows a way
To bring us to normal ourselves.
I walk among the trees
As my mind and soul asked to be free.
I listened to inner self
And became nature’s elf.
Romantic encounters
With roadside flowers
Made my heart soft and kind.
Nature gives the truly magical
Of lost and found
In the forest, in summertime,
Which is my primetime.
Tomshinsky@2026
A Smile for You
If smiles could travel through the air,
I’d send you one with extra care.
A little sunshine, soft and bright,
To make your morning feel just right.
You write with passion, dream, and grace,
And leave a little sparkle in each place.
Your poems may wander, twist, and play,
But somehow, they brighten someone’s day.
So, keep your coffee warm and sweet,
Keep dancing to your favorite beat.
Keep writing stories from your heart,
Because your imagination is a work of art.
And if today feels quiet or blue,
Remember there’s a smile meant for you.
Not wrapped in ribbons, not dressed in gold
Just a simple smile from a friend who’s glad you told.
RS, 2026
I am a Dragon
I.
I am a Dragon
Who does not care about Gold.
It never gets old.
I hoard beautiful memories
To comfort the understanding glories.
II.
I am a Dragon
With a little time,
An honest heart,
And loyalty that won’t depart.
Tomshinsky@2026
What Truly Matters
No riches can compare
To a heart that truly cares.
Not diamonds, cars, or things,
But understanding the comfort brings.
A little time, an honest heart,
Loyalty that won’t depart.
To listen, respect, and simply be
That’s what makes love feel truly free.
The greatest gift we ever find
Is someone genuine, patient, and kind.
RS, 2026
Beautifully Different
If weird means seeing what others miss,
Then perhaps there’s beauty hidden in this.
An empty bench beneath the moon,
Can hold a thousand memories too soon.
Some call it lonely, some call it strange,
But hearts like yours see life in a different range.
You notice the silence, the spaces, the light,
And turn quiet moments into something bright.
Maybe being different isn’t a flaw,
It’s simply seeing what others never saw.
Every memory, every tear, every place,
Becomes another chapter written with grace.
So, keep your benches, your poems, your dreams,
Keep listening closely to life’s quiet streams.
Because what seems strange to someone passing through
May be a beautiful part of what makes you, you.
(RS, 2026)
Weird Side Effect!
My kind of weird
When weird means awesome.
Just a side effect!
Unpredictable is strange
In variety of range.
Side effects could be dangerous
When situations various.
What do you call weird? –
From odd to fantastic.
Is it an insult?
Is it a compliment
Like a side effect?
They are bizarre, uncanny,
And even eerie
The weird side effects.
Is an unusual hobby
Eerie enough to be weird?
I collect images of empty benches.
It is my kind of weird stretches.
This a true testimony of the poetess
And the symbol of loneliness. –
I sit alone beneath the moon.
Just memories and silent room.
Tomshinsky@2026
Fearless
I.
The entire world
Is like a narrow bridge
When we walk on it
Important to remember
Not to do it with fear.
Faith is stronger than fear.
Love is stronger than hate.
Dark was loud
But love remains to remember.
II.
Storms arrive without warning.
Experienced driver
Leaves extra space
For less predictable race
To feel less intimidating
And changing weather respecting.
Do not text and race!
Keep a calm pace!
III.
I’m glad, I’m not a fish!
I am on a leash…
Afternoon storms are daily events
Fishing is the main activity
At the open wetland.
Superpower is stronger than fear.
Are you ready to dive? –
Are you ready to arrive? –
The dark is loud
But love remains to remember.
Tomshinsky@2026
Florida Crane
Florida Crane is stretched out tall,
Long-legged beautiful bird.
It lives in Florida’s wetlands
Where is abundance of seafoods.
Gray feathers and reddish patch
On its head
Stands out at open grassland.
Granes are known for graceful necks
Their loud calls,
And strong family bonds.
On the menu are seeds and plants,
Insects and small animals’ meats.
I heard the whispered cultural myth
For storks and cranes.
They deliver babies too.
Not fumble but humble
Like ample sweet pie.
Never say bye
To storks and cranes. – They will be back
To announce arrival
Of new revival.
Tomshinsky@2026
Environmental Voices
I.
The most beautiful music
Is the kind nature has been playing.
There is summer rain on leaves,
And a creek over stones.
Laugh of two Rosie Spoonbills
At sunset telling funny jokes.
Music of playful wind,
Dancing through tall grass,
And the distance owl that oohs for us.
Crickets’ songs on dark nights
Are the best voices at twilights.
Let’s celebrate Earth sounds
That does not come from speakers
But birds before sunrise.
Our Earth is blessed by songs
That nature always echoes.
II.
Nature full of hidden voices.
A river flowing over stones.
Birds greeting the forest with gentle
songs.
Rain falling softly during storms.
Ocean waves meeting the store
Beneath the playful wind,
And leaves rustling high in the woodland
canopy.
Each sound tells a different story.
Some soothe the heart,
Others clear the tired mind.
Environmental sound wakes up and keeps
The feeling we forgot was there to exist.
Let nature lead
Throughout its changing music rhymes.
Follow the creeks,
Wander green forests
For a few joyful moments.
Stay and listen to buzzing bees
And rest beneath the trees.
III.
Notice how noise of the world
Soften your heart.
With nature’s musical art.
Let the Earth bring a little more peace
Into your summer Sunday day breeze.
Tomshinsky@2026
Summer Rain
I.
Can you smell the rain? –
Yes. Also, I can feel the clouds at times.
Rain hits dry soils
And it releases plant oils.
The odor spreads faster
When the rain is moving.
My arthritis sure feels it observing.
I can tell you that it is going to rain
By the sound of the cloudy train.
I can smell the rain before it starts
At environmental health times.
II.
You smell the Earth and rain.
You smell what clouds are cooking.
Splits of O2 into O3 have musty smell,
A form of nature’s warning.
Birds fly low,
Crickets feel air pressure to go.
Summer rain brings freshness and purity.
Smell brings a vision and memory.
Smell vibes the emotional brain
When the clouds are dark and puffy,
There is no detour for the summer rain.
I can tell you that it is going to rain
By the sound of the cloudy train.
Tomshinsky@2026
Cherry
and Mary
The cherries have ripened.
My love for Mary deepens.
Red cherry for my sweet Mary. –
Why are you carry? –
I love my sweet Mary.
My love has ripened
My heart opened.
Sometimes, life gives you
A split second of beauty
The heart and eyes can hold onto.
Yabbadabbadoo!
You know what a poem can do
Because there is no end.
The single heart keeps open.
Tomshinsky@2026
A Little Gossip
Her lips always move
When music and lyrics groove.
This woman can write and talk
Even after clock.
She believes her heart can see,
And there is no charge or fee.
Usually, it is difficult to believe the eyes.
Only this woman can emphasize
And recognize,
If you trust anyone with your guts.
It is absolutely nuts!
Some people have natural smarts.
Others are good with Psychology arts,
Haughty in manners
That irritates colleagues.
Tomshinsky@2026
Enthusiastic Kid
God bless, save, and protect
The enthusiastic baby
In antique body.
C’mon, sweet baby!
Keep on with your childish curiosity.
You are amazing with your generosity.
You always are optimistic,
Energetic and enthusiastic.
My baby is supportive
And always adaptive.
Love is a burning thing
And requires a ring.
Cling, cling, cling
To the enthusiastic kid!
Tomshinsky@2026
