Jim Milks

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

Jim Milks Poems

241. Father's Day 9/4/2007
242. A Soldier Didn’t… 10/12/2007
243. Early Morning 4/14/2008
244. Beware 4/25/2008
245. My Bald Head 8/30/2007
246. This Is What Summer Means To Me 5/25/2008
247. The Snowy Day 12/7/2008
248. The Lake 3/19/2009
249. Reggie 8/30/2007
250. Some Things My Dad Taught Me: An Essay 1/3/2009
251. Butter: A Limerick 10/1/2007
252. A Short Poem In The Greek Style 8/30/2007
253. Scenes From A New England Winter 1/20/2009
254. …goodnight Boston, I Love You.. 9/23/2008
255. Jim Morrison: A Haiku 7/8/2008
256. School Days: A Haiku 3/27/2009
257. A Shot Of Whiskey 1/17/2009
258. A Kiss Upon Your Cheek 9/26/2008
259. Respect: A Haiku 9/5/2007
260. A Million Years To Sunday 4/9/2008
261. Advise 9/5/2007
262. Road Really Not Taken 8/30/2007
263. A Short Ode To Edgar Allen Poe 9/11/2007
264. Childhood Is Calling 1/11/2008
265. Wedding: A Haiku 5/14/2008
266. What Is A Grandfather? 1/21/2008
267. Happy Mother's Day 8/30/2007
268. Happy Birthday Dad 8/30/2007
269. Seasons: Haiku 11/13/2008

Comments about Jim Milks

  • Gholamreza Zarban Gholamreza Zarban (12/18/2014 4:39:00 PM)

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

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  • Shelby Hogan (6/3/2011 3:21:00 PM)

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

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

Read the full of Seasons: Haiku

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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