Treasure Island

Jim Milks

(2/7/1966 / Boston)

Poems of Jim Milks

221. The Lovers Lament 8/30/2007
222. The Meeting 8/30/2007
223. The Mirror 9/10/2007
224. The Old Man 8/30/2007
225. The Phoenix 6/23/2008
226. The Poet: A Limerick 9/19/2007
227. The Promise… 8/30/2007
228. The Radio 10/24/2007
229. The Rainy Night: A Limerick 11/15/2007
230. The Rich Man: a Limerick 5/19/2008
231. The Ring 8/30/2007
232. The Sea 8/30/2007
233. The Snowy day 12/7/2008
234. The Statue: A Limerick 10/11/2007
235. The Story of US 2/13/2011
236. The summer day 8/30/2007
237. The thought 8/30/2007
238. The Tin Can Man 8/30/2007
239. The Vegetarian: A Limerick 9/19/2007
240. The Wage Slave 9/10/2007

Dad

With his snow white hair, his steel gray eyes
he lives in my dreams where no one cries.
the frail old man that he had become,
fades away under the noon day sun.
In my dreams he lives, in my memories he resides.
That strong young man so full of pride.
His spirit is with me I talk with him still,
His spirit surrounds me it protects me still.
A story, a smile makes a memory spark,

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