Milton Poems - Poems about Milton

Giant balls of tumbleweed were blowing down the main street And off the Sierra Nevada mountains there blew a fine sleet It was late December in the old Western town of Milton Creek Preparations were under way for the start of Christmas week. Mayor Tom had called a council meeting for that afternoon To be held in the mayor's office...

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On December 5th, 2022, Milton Hankins wrote he'd turned eighty-one. It was to be the last he would celebrate, but we continue to honor him, a fine gentleman, poet, and friend. December 22 will mark two years ago that he left us. In remembering Milt today, I would like to share some of the words from his...

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Menacing winds howl through the fragile trees, In shadows, rain slashes windows like a whip, Lightning cracks—each flash a brief, jagged tease, Thunder roars, shaking the earth with its grip. Outside, the storm batters everything in sight, Nerves stretch thin as we brace through the night....

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They kneel in water that once was their streets, hands, like small boats, lifting the broken pieces of each other—what is left of their homes sway in the wind’s aftermath. But in the hollows of their ribs, compassion flows, fingers reaching out, the strangers have come as if drawn by some invisible thread of the heart. A woman holds a child not her...

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crisp october morn energizing my cellphone rejuvenating totally thankful I dont live in florida hurricane hank reigns peace in my meadow as others lose their housing second hurricane no power no food we watch on our tv sets fathoming it not only its not hank it is hurricane milton floridas second blast...

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The wind speaks softly through the trees, Whispering warnings none can hear. Beneath the sky, a world at ease, Yet shadows swell with silent fear. The air is thick with waiting now, The scent of rain, of earth’s dismay. The branches tremble at the bough, Unsure if they should bend or stay. Sideways rain will lash the night, But in this pause, we find...

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The winds came down hard, smashing through St. Pete and Tampa like they owned the place. Hurricane Milton, what a bastard. Storm surge rolled in, drowning streets, homes, lives. Power's out, stores shuttered. The air reeks of desperation. People of color, as always, bear the brunt—forgotten and left to fend in the debris. Looters crawl...

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Sheriff Koplin was woken up by a loud trumpeting sound Grabbed his Winchester and prepared to stand his ground A huge elephant was walking by it took him by surprise He'd never seen one in his life and couldn't believe his eyes. A band followed the procession along the main street Along with clowns with red noses and big shoes...

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Which speaks: or yo whom is in concern competion among contenders to be champion one must wait his turn ranked among the best one must chore and labor to stand head tall above the rest one must toil and labor The Guild Heritage and influential figures steeped in the majesty...

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A storm had rolled in off the Sierra Nevada and hit Milton Creek Townsfolk were dashing all about town for shelter they did seek Freak storms like this were a rarity and puddles were everywhere Some folks had never seen the like and all they could do was stare. Most of the men took shelter and headed for Jan's Manx...

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The sun had just risen over town, it was a beautiful morning And outside Baker's new Bakery, a long queue was forming The aroma of fresh baking was lingering in the morning air Words alone cannot describe it; you just have to be there. Bill, Sara, and Tania had been working throughout the night There was no margin for error,...

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Sheriff Koplin has ridden East to gather a few other folks who decided to leave the city and head West, hoping to settle in Milton Creek. I'm sure whoever they are will be good people and will be made as welcome as the Bakers were. I hear tell there's going to be a school...

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The sun was rising over Milton Creek, heralding the start of a new day Two new residents were due in town, on the noon train from Santa Fe William (Bill) and Sara Baker, both renowned as skilled bakers by trade There was talk that their breads and cakes were the best ones ever made. The train ground to a...

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NOTE: To those who will soon be joining us in Milton Creek: Please allow our Mayor to make the announcement. Thanks! Lots of things are going on in the town of Milton Creek now that the posse has returned after putting under arrest the villain guilty of murder; but who pretended to be meek. It's a lesson to...

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It was still quite dark in Milton Creek, and it had just gone four When Tom arrived at the sheriff's office, and knocked on his door The Sheriff quickly opened up and beckoned Tom, to come inside They picked up three Winchesters and ammo and got ready to ride. Deputy Terry was waiting patiently at the livery stable door Seems...

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