Debora Soramaki Poems
|121.||Stepped In What?||10/21/2006|
|122.||Iron Ore Territory||4/24/2010|
|125.||Who Are You, Really?||6/30/2007|
|127.||There's An Idiot Behind Me||11/22/2006|
|128.||Cut My Heart Out||8/6/2006|
|129.||Easy For You To Say||10/21/2006|
|130.||Whenyou'Re 30,000 Feet, More Or Less||7/5/2007|
|131.||A Canadian Goose||8/6/2006|
|132.||My Coffee Cup||11/10/2008|
Comments about Debora Soramaki
A Canadian Goose
A Canadian goose was on the loose.
Every day he would say as he'd fly
High in the sky, ' Look at me, look at me,
I'm free, I'm free! '
He was a silly ole goose,
His best friend was a moose.
Around the big water
They would tease the young otter,
And when the black bear stood there,
To stare, the goose and the moose
Gave him a scare.
But I like that silly goose
Who was always on the loose.
He'd be honking for a mile
Just to make me smile.
I Saw You Talkin
I saw you talkin in your bed,
I saw you talkin on the bus,
The many words inside your head
Were not between the two of us.
I saw you talkin in the Park,
I saw you talkin late at night,
Your talkin made the dog bark.
Your talkin doesn't make it right.