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 Promiseā€¦ 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

My Bald Head

I can show it, I can hide it the choices abound
it is my head, my own little crown.
It shines in the sun and glows in the night
I could even paint it, oh what a fright.
My baldhead shows age, wisdom and might.
A lifetime of living written above
my bald head is mine to have and to love.

4/7/2007

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