Jim Milks

Rookie - 0 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

Jim Milks Poems

161. School Days: A Tanka 10/11/2007
162. Searching 4/22/2009
163. Seasons 9/4/2007
164. Seasons: Haiku 11/13/2008
165. Shadows 8/30/2007
166. Shattered Dreams* 1/20/2009
167. She 9/10/2007
168. She Is My Love 9/4/2007
169. She Walks... 2/11/2008
170. Sign Of The Times 2/8/2009
171. Sign Of The Times: A Haiku 11/3/2009
172. Signs Of Middle Age: A Limerick 12/29/2009
173. Silly Boy: A Limerick 5/19/2008
174. Sitting On The Edge Of Forever: A Song 1/25/2009
175. Sledding 1/13/2010
176. Sleep 8/30/2007
177. Snow: A Haiku 11/13/2008
178. Sold: A Limerick 9/19/2007
179. Some Things My Dad Taught Me: An Essay 1/3/2009
180. Souls Of Snow 2/3/2009
181. South Cemetery 11/2/2008
182. Space Available 8/30/2007
183. Spring Morning: A Haiku 10/6/2007
184. Spring: Haiku 11/13/2008
185. Springtime For Mr. Toad: A Fairy Tale/ Nursery Rhyme 12/10/2008
186. Springtime: A Haiku 5/21/2008
187. Storm: A Haiku 9/6/2007
188. Straw In A Field Of Wheat 8/30/2007
189. Summer Rain 8/30/2007
190. Summer: Haiku 11/13/2008
191. Summer’s Last Gasp 6/12/2008
192. Sunday Morning 8/30/2007
193. Surprise: A Limerick 5/19/2008
194. Tears: A Haiku 5/20/2008
195. Thanksgiving Minus One 11/3/2008
196. The Abington Abolitionist 10/13/2008
197. The Archaic Man 11/7/2008
198. The Battle Of Pilots Knob 8/30/2007
199. The Broken Flower 9/4/2007
200. The Call Of Silence 1/2/2008
Best Poem of Jim Milks

Seasons: Haiku

Spring: Haiku
Life awakening
Flower opens in the sun
A world is reborn

Summer: Haiku
Warm sun on the ground
A flower growing stronger
Life under the sun

Fall: Haiku
Darkening Shadows
Flower drifts to gentle sleep
The world is resting

Winter: Haiku
Blankets of cold white
Flower hidden from the cold
Life waiting for spring

© JPM 11/13/08

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Cold Spring

Staring out my window on a bright spring day,
Seems even the weather knows how I feel dismay.
Dark clouds gather the cold is near.
Spring and rebirth no longer matter, I fear.
White snow is falling, gathering all in its cold embrace.
A flower hides, encased in the coldness.
There is no sunshine only sadness.
No love to be found,
Cold, dark clouds abound.

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