Long
Story Short
Long story short
Or short story long,
From the tip of your tung
Deep from your breathing lung,
You are thankful
For what remains in the fistful
And sad of what lost.
You can be grateful
For life of fresh air, the most.
Here is a journey
I did not ask for
Like before.
Outdoors welcome
You as you are –
Quiet, messy, and keeping calm.
Do you know what? –
It does more than enough.
Tomshinsky@2025
Mermaids
Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead. Your teeth are as white as sheep, recently shorn and freshly washed. Your smile is flowless each tooth matched with its twin. Your lips are like scarlet ribbon your mouth is inviting. Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil. Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David jeweled with shields of a thousand heroes. Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies. You are a garden fountain a well of fresh water streaming down from Lebanon's mountains. Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Pamo Beach Florida also in heshbon by the gate of bath-rabbim. Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus. Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel, and the sheen of your hair radiated royalty. The crowns of mermaids, your gentlewomen, like the Nereids. So many beautiful mermaids tended. In your eyes the sunset beneath your feet and made their bends adorning's. At the helm, your glows with touches of those gloomy rose flower-soft hands that yarely frame the office. From the barge a strange invisible perfume hits the sense of peaches. (Song of Solomon 4:1, Mermaids)
Rock-and-Roll: Poem
Let Nature
In
When hope is blooming pink,
My poem says it in ink.
Let the nature in –
You will always win!
Summer brings a spin:
So many flowers with delicate skin:
The petals are bright and thin.
I am very thankful, not mean.
Please, let nature in.
I am not grin,
Just try to survive and win.
You better pin:
“Let nature in!”
If you want to win –
Always stay kith and kin.
I can see your chin
Nodes, and spin
When you say, “Let nature in!”
Tomshinsky@2025
Down and
Dusk
I dreamt the dark into the light
When I cannot sleep, I fight
Until the morning sun takes flight.
Panting at sunset is a treasured time.
Jogging at the sunrise makes my body fine.
Sundown highlights the horizon
On the sun path at my time zone.
Duration between gifted me twilight
Interface with wildlife.
Down and dusk,
And repeat navigation,
Outdoor activities and stargazing.
Down and dusk,
I have walked before.
But now I am alone
With a heart of stone,
I know
Dusk and down,
And me alone in town.
Tomshinsky@2025
Spider’s
Web
When I have lean
Into flow of life,
I am guided to live
The pure truth,
Nature and life both have existence
With very close distance.
Spider’s nets
Copy and imitates
Life in circles and lines.
Golden sunlit shines
On morning leaves bright,
Nice and fine
To satisfy the entire life
Seen through the web’s
Morning lights.
Nature preserves
Unbearable time of down
As nature serves
The moments I met,
One early morning in the woods,
Which I do not want to forget.
Tomshinsky@2025
