Jim Milks

Jim Milks Poems

Spring: Haiku
Life awakening
Flower opens in the sun
A world is reborn
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Happy Birthday to my Dad
There is no ice cream, no cake, no presents to be had
just a silent birthday wish for my Dad
Happy Birthday to my Father
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Happy Mother's Day
to my dear wife.
Wonderful was the day
you entered my life
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OH Edgar my friend,
my morose brother
Thine rhyme doth touch the heart like no other
with your quick and wily pen;
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Two fluttering hearts
Sunlight gleams on a gold band
A Springtime wedding
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Come on people move
For childhood is calling
time to get up and groove
there is no time for stalling
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A golden God of rock
In loneliness on the stage
A brief candle burned
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What is a Grandfather?
A Friend, a confidant, and a mentor
That is what a Grandfather is.
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“Two Roads diverged in a yellow wood,
and sorry I could not travel both
and I be one traveler, long I stood1”
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10.

“Never make your Hobby your job”
My father once did advise
For if you do what stirs your soul
And rules your passions dies
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I hold you close and lay your head upon my chest
I kiss your soft and pale cheek and whisper
“shhh little Dove, rest”
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Demanded by Some

Cherished as a treasured gift
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Two hearts bound by a single ring
Two souls grow as one
About this, the angels shall sing
And in this way love has truly begun
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As the sun is shinning on my empty home
I pour a shot of whiskey
To help kill the misery
of you leaving me here all alone
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School bells are ringing
Hurried feet, birds make escape
Childhood memories
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Can’t you see all that I have done for you?
The countless tears I have cried.
I have given all I have
There is nothing left inside
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Streams of black winding there way from here to there
cutting through a field of white
trees struggling with all their might against the soft white invader
as people stop and stare
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From the valley of Venus
to the mountains of Aphrodite
To my lovers embrace I travel this day,
From my lovers embrace I shall not stray
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My father taught me a lot about life. Practical things like how to sharpen a knife and how to hammer a nail. Things of character like how to win and even how to fail. He taught with his words and his deeds with these tools he planted the seeds. Even to this day I often think about all that he had to say. Whether it was about driving or how you behave as a human being there was always a much deeper meaning.

“A Poor Craftsmen blames his tools” The first time I heard this little jewel I had been a little project together that didn’t come out quite the way I had planned. When I started to complain to my dad that I could have done better had I had better tools all he had to say to me was “A poor craftsmen blames his tools”. Not an admonition about tools but to tell me to never accept less then your best. A lesson that applies to so many things in live be it building or taking a test.
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20.

The mighty hunter in the corner lies
A purebred from his father to his mother
chasing sunspots and hunting butterflies
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Jim Milks Biography

I was born and still reside in Massachusetts; In fact, I live less then a mile from where I grew up. I am an engineer by trade. First, let me say that I am not a poet. Much as Julia Child said 'I am not a chef, I am just a person that likes to cook.' I am not a poet, I am just someone that likes to write poetry (as it were) . Some of the poems are really good (at least I think so) and some are not as good. Some are short while others are long. It is my believe that poetry should come from the soul, not from the head I tried to write what I was feeling at the time. Sometimes I felt silly and other times morose and that is reflected in the poems. I hope that you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. I have thought long and hard about writing an explanation of each poem and sometimes I did though not often. The reason is that to me a poem should stand on its own merit. If I explain to you what I was thinking and what I was feeling then the point of reading the poem and discovering that for yourself is lost. Just because I am the person that wrote the poem does not mean that mine is the only opinion, or the only valid opinion. If at anytime you read something and the meaning is lost (sometimes I am to sneaky and clever and nobody gets what I meant) . Please feel free to contact me and I will do my best to fill you in. JM 8/30/2007)

The 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

Jim Milks Comments

Gholamreza Zarban 18 December 2014

You have beautiful poems. Since I'm interested in Haiku, I'll try to read your haiku s.

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Shelby Hogan 03 June 2011

I love your poems but do you have a biography on here anywhere?

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Doing the right thing is easy, once you know what the right thing is you can't help but do it. The trick is knowing what the right thing is.

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