Jim Milks

Rookie - 12 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

Jim Milks Poems

41. The Rich Man: A Limerick 5/19/2008
42. Reality: A Limerick 5/19/2008
43. Contentment: A Haiku 5/19/2008
44. Drive Home: A Limerick 5/19/2008
45. Power Plant: A Limerick 5/19/2008
46. Surprise: A Limerick 5/19/2008
47. Silly Boy: A Limerick 5/19/2008
48. Dei Falsi 4/16/2008
49. Liverpool: A Limerick 5/16/2008
50. The Coffee Shop: A Limerick 5/20/2008
51. Tears: A Haiku 5/20/2008
52. Immigration: A Limerick 5/21/2008
53. Springtime: A Haiku 5/21/2008
54. The World: A Haiku 6/4/2008
55. Just Because: A Limerick 6/12/2008
56. Summer’s Last Gasp 6/12/2008
57. Time A Master: A Haiku 6/17/2008
58. The Phoenix 6/23/2008
59. I Never Knew Love Before 6/25/2008
60. Today I Sat… 7/2/2008
61. Circuitry Man 7/10/2008
62. At The Gathering Of The Flowers 7/18/2008
63. Requiem For A Friend 8/6/2008
64. Highway Marker 9/29/2008
65. Little Angel… 9/30/2008
66. Her 10/1/2008
67. To The Sea 10/8/2008
68. The Dance Of The Leaves 10/19/2008
69. The Children Of The Jar* 10/22/2008
70. South Cemetery 11/2/2008
71. Thanksgiving Minus One 11/3/2008
72. On The Road… Sorry Jack 11/6/2008
73. The Archaic Man 11/7/2008
74. Summer: Haiku 11/13/2008
75. Fall: Haiku 11/13/2008
76. Snow: A Haiku 11/13/2008
77. If I Could… 11/22/2008
78. A Christmas Present For Mom 11/25/2008
79. My Epitaph 9/5/2008
80. Winter Wonderland: A Haiku 1/27/2009

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

The Weary Solider

Upon the ancient battlefield the weary soldier stands
bowed of head and beaten of frame.
He stands a vigil to guard what remains
His weary eyes, his timeworn face, his spirit is broken
his uniform a disgrace. Yet still he stands and never falters
this is his fate he dare not alter.
He guards the dead, protects the fallen,
his comrades are gone they are not forgotten
alone he stands and this he dreads

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