Ima Ryma


Ima Ryma Poems

1481. Stick It To Me 10/27/2016
1482. Sticktoitiveness 7/16/2016
1483. Stillness 12/7/2013
1484. Stilt Chick - Lincoln Park Zoo 9/12/2015
1485. Stone Of Ages 4/3/2013
1486. Stonehenge 1/31/2009
1487. Stories To Heal 2/7/2013
1488. Stork Story 12/13/2014
1489. Storkdotcom 11/17/2011
1490. Storm Chaser 10/25/2013
1491. Stripes For The Asking 2/16/2015
1492. Strix The Crooner 1/4/2014
1493. Stuart Sutcliffe 2/22/2014
1494. Sugar Sham 3/7/2013
1495. Suing In The Wind 11/3/2013
1496. Summer Home - Lincoln Park Zoo 6/28/2014
1497. Summer Of Love And Haight 7/7/2017
1498. Summer Snow - Lincoln Park Zoo 6/26/2016
1499. Sunami 5/19/2011
1500. Sunbittern - Lincoln Park Zoo 10/5/2014
1501. Sunday Sin 3/1/2013
1502. Sun-Nus 11/14/2013
1503. Super Moon 12/4/2016
1504. Super Pen 4/13/2013
1505. Super Tongue - Lincoln Park Zoo 7/27/2015
1506. Sure Cure 12/25/2007
1507. Surrogate - Lincoln Park Zoo 6/23/2015
1508. Swan Family - Lincoln Park Zoo 7/7/2014
1509. Swan Song - Lincoln Park Zoo 4/16/2015
1510. Symmetry Sags 11/30/2013
1511. Synonymous With Evil 7/13/2013
1512. Ta 6/5/2013
1513. Tail Of A Butterfly 11/4/2013
1514. Tail Order 8/11/2011
1515. Taj Mahal 8/23/2015
1516. Take Theirs 2/2/2013
1517. Taken For Granted 10/23/2007
1518. Tale Of A Snow Leopard - Lincoln Park Zoo 3/28/2015
1519. Tale Of Nail - Lincoln Park Zoo 12/18/2014
1520. Tale Of The Neck 10/31/2014
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.'

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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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