Inevitable: Poem

  

Inevitable: Poem

I love flowers.

Flowers are poetry

Without words.

Five senses of flowers

Have real powers.

You read, you see, and feel

Like po-e-try.

O’ flower, o’ flower,

You bloom every hour.

Let’s go and outer

And we will counter

Every vision to empower.

I need a rain shower

That brings me rhyming words

With superpowers.

Every story has basic velour’s

And great devours

Of hunger for words.

You send me flowers

And signed the marvelous words

That is not odd.

Every flower

Gives me the brainpower

To write poetry.

I am a follower

Of salutary delivery,

Passionately and earthy.

Wildflowers, paradise flower

Simple, exotic, bright

Like sunflower,

Golden like dandelion,

Proud like a rose

To put my nose

Close, very close.

Flowering plants and bushes

In beautiful flowerbeds and vases

Having strong side effects

Of the rhyming words

And it is not at odds

At the little windows to the soul

Are free gifts that you are waiting for.

Raw, real, and from my guts

On the way to the listening hearts.

Flowers and words are inevitable

And always impossible to avoid

By feminine intuition

And universe’s symbols

Of earth’s pretties at nature’s best

Of flowers and poetry.

Flowers grow,

Poetry rhymes and glow,

Setting the brainpower

Of spring storms and showers

To take high flights free.

Tomshinsky@2025

Sit Down and Talk: Poem

 

Sit Down and Talk: Poem

Come, sit down

And have some tea

With me.

Bread and butter,

Little cream and sugar.

Now is the time –

Tell me about your troubles! –

No worries! –

Everything is fine.

I am not in a position

To talk about self

And my decisions in grief.

I guess it is my dispassion.

I do not have a mission.

Bread and milk,

Paper and ink –

Both are the life choice.

Raw, real, and me,

Without any fee.

They settle in my chest

And soak in my skin.

Words do not always speak.

Sometimes, they move or feel.

Are you impressed,

And I mean, not my chest,

But the ability to talk

And deeply soak every word?

Also, my ability to walk

Ahead and forward? –

Come, sit down

And have some tea,

Feel lucky

To see me –

My poems are truly

And almost free.

Tomshinsky@2025

Trees: Poem

  

Trees

Being challenged in life

Is inevitable and predictable.

Trees are unexpectable

And not apologetic.

Trees are not for decorations.

Trees are our teachers and protectors.

Trees are warriors.

They battle weather and storms,

And continue to grow

Under and over

Concrete, dirt, and soil.

Trees teach tremendous resilience,

Even connection

As each branch supports

And embraces amazing energy

At any emergency.

Do not worship the trees,

Trees are just trees,

No more, or less.

Trees are not decorations

They need human protection

And even preservation,

Conservation,

All the salvation.

Being challenged

In life inevitable,

Being defeated

Is optional.

Tomshinsky@2025

Salt: Poem

 

Salt

Salt is strangely scared

Because of taste and tears

Of salt sea

And the public perception to see.

You cannot live without it.

Salt in big quantity

Not recommended,

Should be watched

As good thing comes

In small packages

For people of all ages.

Salt, years, and tears

Are numbers who bears

Everything that fears.

Salt and wounds

Both hurt and sore.

Let’s kiss the boo-boo

Before you get yoo-hoo!

Tomshinsky@2025

Silver Line: Poem

 

Silver Line

I.

Every cloud has a silver line. –

Please be careful online!

Salt and sugar look the same.

Watch who you trust.

You text, if you must…

Between said and meant

Most of the story is lost

Because of the trust.

It is a difficult craft!

II.

My arms are reaching out

For a hand and sensitive heart.

I laugh, I laugh and have fun.

I wait for what you say,

If I may, this May.

I know, I will smile

Since Monday, every day.

What I say,

Every sunlight is brighter.

Every bird chirps louder

And the grass looks green

Like it has never been seen.

I passed the silver line

To feel divine.

Tomshinsky@2025

Painful Chapter: Poem

 

Painful Chapter

Sometimes, my heart

Is walking through fire.

I can take the refiner

If only I would know

How to play cards.

Instead, I am flow

Above and below.

My God, please help,

Keep safe, and protect

With your strong hand.

Amen to it

And the right man,

Amen, amen

That will be soul-fit

And sweetheart feel.

Sometimes, waiting for the holding hand,

The offered shoulder to cry

Before the last flight.

Dear God, please bless

For more, or less!

Every further chapter is better

Like an unwritten letter

With coffee and friends.

Life is bitter-sweeter

Until the very ends.

Tomshinsky@2025

Let's Make Noise: Poem

 Let’s Make Noise: Poem

Let’s leave people in awe!

Do not slow down

And keep on the night of power,

Passion, destruction, and admission.

Proof that you are still a force

Of nature and adventure,

A very cute feminine creature

Of modern culture,

Tradition and body structure:

Whispering, murmuring,

Or rustling, without any sense

Very tense, and nonsense.

Let’s make noise

With my toy-boy choice.

Let’s make noise!

Tomshinsky@2025