Short Ida Poems

There is a new best seller book you really ought to try:
“10 Steps to Living Endlessly” by Ida Wanda Dye....

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Don Ho was always in trouble
For blowing a tiny bubble
When Ida was born
His cheeks went unshorn
The egg on his face was stubble...

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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?...

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New York pollywogs are all wet
Each of them need to see a vet
Now Ida has gone
They're stuck on the lawn
And no one wants a slimy pet...

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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...

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warm moonlight 
puzzles mind
but it is what it is
flowing through Ida nadi

concepts demolished
scriptures are passe
as a new path appears
magically within...

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Potatoes can be baked
    potatoes can be boiled
  Potatoes can be mashed
    even fried in oil

  But do not eat potatoes raw
    unless you have an iron jaw...

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(of)
whales and windmills
i've chased in haste
seeking Mt. Ida
i've razed and raced
i've sought and longed
to meet Flammonde
and talk and tell duende
but dreams are dry
and often hushed
from rashes to ashes
from rust to dust...

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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 of truth upon them

...

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Ida was Idaho's Pertater Queen.

   Her knowledge of taters was really keen!

      Tho' to many she a-'peeled',

         'Neath her gown was concealed,

            Alas, billows of blubber unforeseen!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved...

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jugglers balls


oh watch them fall
he was a she before
it
all
not sure 
...
these dots
help at all
ima dumb
ida can read
whosa
written
to
me
just turn to figure
learning to breath
just wanna feel
her
breath
on
me
hope she swallows
jugglers balls
we will be
waiting
when
her
curtain falls
on jugglers balls
?...

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The air hung heavily
depressed by the golden fall
of the sugar maples leaves
ripe with the sweet smell of Ida Red apples.

Rain-washed the breeze blew
through the clapboard’s chinks
into the closeted rooms of man.

Rabbits, raccoons and deer forage
amongst the autumn crops of chard and kale.

All of creation
prepares
for the long night....

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As Ida and Pingala collaborate,
kundalini rises along both pathways,
passing through our eyeballs, with intent to mate
at our third eye, wherein entwined our soul prays
to God at crown, so we must not make Him wait,
that His grace ignites within, all rainbow rays.
Behold oh hermit, play of bliss magnetism,
illumining fully our mind-body prism....

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Sushumna luminous central funnel ~
Receives God’s blessings through the fontanel 

30-August-2022

Notes: Sushumna is the central triple layered energy conduit (nadi) from the Muladhara (root) to Sahasrara (crown or fontanel). It is flanked by the Ida (cool) and Pingala (hot) nadis. For further reading ~ https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nadi_(yoga)...

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Imaginative idealists, Inez, Ian and Inkwell Ida
Illustrious industrious iguanas from Fiji Fida
Invited intelligent Ivan to invest in indigo ink in coveted China
Industries in Indiana, Iowa, Illinois and Idaho
Indicated to Inez, Ian and Ida this was the way to go
Informing ideal initial investors from Froffits
To imagine their insane ideas initiating profits...

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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
          I'm the tiny fragments on the mist
    that settle into a form
trying then to fathom what it is to exist at all
              wash me away, to ebb and flow
     always to end up
back here
    the arch, back...

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Energy path of the kundalini,
has the Ida, Pingala and Sushumna,
channels three for the divine energy
to align self with Self, free of stigma.
Path direct; for many an enigma,
like Ardhnarishwar, fusion of genders,
culmination of triadic wonder!
Love magnetism binding duality,
unifying, with no hearts asunder,
getting us thus to singularity.

10-February-2021...

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I felt like Freddy in My Fair Lady today
Said the young lad who had a glorious day
In the window was his crush, Miss Ida Mae.
She batted her eyes, and he decided to stay

Look at this trick he said, climbing the post.
She giggled at him, not caring that this was a boast.
You are such a Freddy! He thought to himself.
Big deal said her daddy, a mushroom-loving elf....

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Darkness of a cave transmutes into light,
no sooner lamp of love is ignited.
Inner luminosity our delight,
oblivious to ego short sighted.
Hermit, wait not! Bliss is self anointed!
Go in, within, into the heart centre,
in playful dalliance let joy enter,
electrifying and vivifying,
Pingala warm summer, Ida cool winter,
union within by melting and merging.

26-October-2020...

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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 legs make her seem completely….
marvelous, wonderful, well done.

The creator sits back and smiles.
Glad he does not listen to naysayers....

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Fifty- six years of togetherness; some think it is strange.
For Ida and Frank it is normal
They have been best friends since their teenage years
They cuddle on their swing looking over their lake

Reflecting on the successes of their business and children
Two snoring dogs lie contentedly next to them
The orange and pink sunset looks gorgeous tonight
They sit in comfortable silence, united in their happy thoughts....

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(Dedicated to Ida Greene who died July 5, 2008.)

Ida was her name and she was my mom's former stepmother.
For eighteen months she helped take care of Mom, her sister and her brothers.
She taught my mom how to milk a cow.
I hate to say that she is dead now.
She's being buried today and her family is feeling remorse.
She kept my Granddad's last name after they got a divorce.
She passed away yesterday at the age of ninety-five.
She was a kind and good person while she was alive....

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