Jim Milks

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

Jim Milks Poems

161. The Mirror 9/10/2007
162. She 9/10/2007
163. Time: A Haiku 9/10/2007
164. The Wage Slave 9/10/2007
165. Pain: A Haiku 9/10/2007
166. Rain: A Haiku 9/11/2007
167. Lies: A Haiku 9/5/2007
168. The Poet: A Limerick 9/19/2007
169. The Fool: A Limerick 9/19/2007
170. Politics 9/19/2007
171. Fashion: A Limerick 9/19/2007
172. The Vegetarian: A Limerick 9/19/2007
173. Night Vision 9/28/2007
174. Traffic: A Haiku 9/30/2007
175. Christmas: A Haiku 10/1/2007
176. Music: A Haiku 10/1/2007
177. Saturday Night: A Limerick 10/1/2007
178. The Fanatic: A Limerick 10/1/2007
179. Spring Morning: A Haiku 10/6/2007
180. The Foolish Young Man: A Limerick 10/8/2007
181. Morning: A Haiku 10/11/2007
182. Love: A Haiku 10/1/2007
183. For Life… 10/1/2007
184. Hypocrisy 10/11/2007
185. Scenes… 10/19/2007
186. The Rainy Night: A Limerick 11/15/2007
187. Written On Christmas Eve... 12/24/2007
188. Memorial Day Thoughts. 5/19/2011
189. Rockland: Or The Death Of A Small Town 7/19/2011
190. Regrets 5/14/2012
191. Ostrich Tongue In Aspic * 10/12/2007
192. Butter: A Limerick 10/1/2007
193. School Days: A Tanka 10/11/2007
194. Desperation: A Haiku 9/30/2007
195. Sledding 1/13/2010
196. The House 8/30/2007
197. A Flower Grows 8/30/2007
198. Hickory Phil 2/25/2010
199. The Death Of A Small Town 3/8/2010
200. Signs Of Middle Age: A Limerick 12/29/2009

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

My Bald Head

I can show it, I can hide it the choices abound
it is my head, my own little crown.
It shines in the sun and glows in the night
I could even paint it, oh what a fright.
My baldhead shows age, wisdom and might.
A lifetime of living written above
my bald head is mine to have and to love.

4/7/2007

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