Ida Poems - Poems about Ida

dizzy distractions make for invisible whirl centre of attention is this invisible girl sky leopard spotted by his moon eye all seeing a sweep of flower songbirds startled and fleeing the peacock observes as she swishes into view no longer...Read the rest...

it matters to not be able to tell where you end and comfort begins seamlessly held by another with nature to rest within we're...Read the rest...

Today's Juneteenth blessing comes from Ida B. Wells and is meant to correct the lies being told about slavery and all the ones who continue spawn them… ‘The way to right wrongs…she said is to turn the light...Read the rest...

there's commonality with a pencil line it could be anything just as the sea could swallow me up the pencil could place me back in the scene ...Read the rest...

I follow the curve of the land forging a way that was already dictated falling whilst shackled to endlessness becoming as I rush blindly forward looking to...Read the rest...

Potatoes can be baked potatoes can be boiled Potatoes can be mashed even fried in oil But do not eat potatoes raw unless you...Read the rest...

A sexy spider? It cannot be done they said. While Kirk Reinert did it. Without their approval. Without their suggestions. Without worrying about their naysaying at all. A spider named Ida? Ida the spide-ah? Oh, that does fall off the tongue neatly. Her...Read the rest...

New Orleans is living the blues As water soaks into their shoes Will FEMA refuse To fund his beer cruise Or choose to use subterfuge?...Read the rest...

My very best friend Ida Fipps Has simply enormous hips When she goes to dances The men she entrances She brings a big smile to their lips...Read the rest...

Although she was my grandmama, We all called her Miss Ida. Children and grandchildren alike did succumb To this quaint, obscure, southern custom. In the days of gold and lavender, Mother was "Miss," and father was "Mister." When buttercups danced in...Read the rest...

Ida Oaks 1827-1919 John gave me a good home. Not one with plumbing and power, But one with a solid slab, and a full well. And while living in this Quaker homestead, We found that life was precise and persistent. But it...Read the rest...

I have a fear of drowning in deep waters, dark and cold; I dream the waves are parted revealing Death's threshold. I wonder, trembling in my bed, if another life I've known; is there a body beneath the...Read the rest...

Ida Kincaid 1866 - 1903 I was Ida Kincaid Wife of Charles And mother of a pernicious brood of five sinister sons. My first born required eighteen hours of excruciating labor, And I should’ve known then! After Charles, our son, finally...Read the rest...

Dedicated to a wonderful friend of mine - a song written on my Sophmore year of highschool. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Chorus] Hurricane Ida, she come rollin’ along Hurricane Ida, she be singin’ this song She lives in our hearts and souls It’s where...Read the rest...

I spoke with an elderly woman today . . . Ida was her name. She was a most interesting lady, though not known for fortune or fame. She told me a bit about her life ....Read the rest...