Jim Milks

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

Jim Milks Poems

81. My Epitaph 9/5/2008
82. Winter Wonderland: A Haiku 1/27/2009
83. Loneliness: A Haiku 1/27/2009
84. The Young Man: A Limerick 1/27/2009
85. Raindrops: A Haiku 1/28/2009
86. River Of Ruin: A Haiku 1/29/2009
87. The Guardian Of Forever 1/29/2009
88. Please Lie To Me Tonight 1/31/2009
89. Love Me Like You Use To 2/1/2009
90. Home 2/2/2009
91. Forty-Three 2/2/2009
92. Souls Of Snow 2/3/2009
93. Fireplace: A Haiku 2/3/2009
94. Sign Of The Times 2/8/2009
95. A Valentine Wish 2/13/2009
96. Home For Christmas 1/3/2009
97. Candy Canes: A Haiku 1/20/2009
98. Football Stole My Man: A Song 1/25/2009
99. Travel In The Woods 3/29/2009
100. On The Rise: A Limerick 4/3/2009
101. Easter In A Cemetery 4/17/2009
102. Searching 4/22/2009
103. To Speedy 5/12/2009
104. He Waits 5/19/2009
105. Lost: A Haiku 6/4/2009
106. I Remember…* 9/6/2009
107. 1984 9/6/2009
108. 1984 Reprise 9/6/2009
109. Sign Of The Times: A Haiku 11/3/2009
110. Wonder 12/28/2009
111. I Wander… 12/29/2009
112. Revelation 12/29/2009
113. Please… 3/26/2009
114. Isolated: A Haiku 12/29/2009
115. Another.... 2/5/2010
116. A Lovers Touch 2/13/2010
117. Me 8/30/2007
118. Hometown 8/30/2007
119. The Meeting 8/30/2007
120. Dad A Life 8/30/2007

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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