Ima Ryma


Ima Ryma Poems

41. Last Rites Of Passage 10/23/2007
42. Cellular Pet 10/23/2007
43. Englishish 10/23/2007
44. Done Of A Gun 10/24/2007
45. Singing In Season 10/24/2007
46. Happen By 10/31/2007
47. Whale Of A Tale 10/31/2007
48. Final Cut 11/1/2007
49. Dis A Beard 11/1/2007
50. Lesson Taught 11/2/2007
51. Sayings It's Over 11/2/2007
52. Leaf Grief 11/3/2007
53. Lost For Good 11/3/2007
54. Squirrel Talk 11/4/2007
55. Fire In The Hole 11/4/2007
56. Old West Fest 11/5/2007
57. On Impact 11/6/2007
58. Back To School 11/6/2007
59. Guilt Trip 11/7/2007
60. Mwambura's Choice 11/8/2007
61. Because 11/9/2007
62. Motherly Instinct 11/10/2007
63. Desexes 10/24/2007
64. Dark 10/24/2007
65. Peace Of War 10/24/2007
66. Bodily 10/25/2007
67. Denial 10/26/2007
68. Mind Reset 10/26/2007
69. Pick Of The Litter 10/26/2007
70. Depressed 10/29/2007
71. Anger Resolver 10/29/2007
72. Pairable 11/14/2007
73. His Men In Blue Period 11/16/2007
74. Insight 11/17/2007
75. Befall 11/19/2007
76. Uncommon Sense 11/21/2007
77. Rug Sweeper 11/23/2007
78. Power Source 11/28/2007
79. Beyond The Art 11/30/2007
80. Make Known 12/2/2007

Comments about Ima Ryma

  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (8/16/2015 5:00:00 AM)

    Ima Ryma writes heart touching poems. She is always impressive.

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  • Andrew hubert Figrade (10/23/2007 9:39:00 AM)

    Ima
    you've entered this forum like a breath of fresh air. like your poems immensely.look forward to more of your pearls.
    thanks
    andrew

Best Poem of Ima Ryma

A Dog Of Few Words

A clerk said, 'Next in line - this way.'
A dog spoke up, 'I guess I am.'
'What can we do for you today? '
'I want to send a telegram.'
The clerk handed the dog a note.
'You'll have to write it out somehow.'
The dog took pen in teeth and wrote,
'Bow wow wow, bow wow wow, bow wow.'
The clerk read what the dog had penned.
'One to ten words have the same fees.'
'There's eight words now, so you can send'
'Another 'bow wow' if you please.'

'No, ' the dog said, 'Just between us, '
'One more would sound ridiculous.'

Read the full of A Dog Of Few Words

Mystery Tree

The old dead tree stood on a hill,
An ugliness of jagged rot,
In looming form so dark and still
Against the sun - a lonely blot.
My folks had told me not to play
Around that tree; and so of course
I headed for it right away,
Drawn by its mysterious force.
There was an urge I would not stop.

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