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On Hearing The First Cuckoo.
Contributed by
cashfan1
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Saturday, 23rd April 2011 @ 01:35:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Somewhere amongst the sun struck trees,
Shrouded in a cloak of secrecy,
A Cuckoo trembles,
His sly glance imagined only
In the dark cloying dormitory of the wood.
And somewhere amongst the leafy branches
He goes about his dishonesty.
And with a rich mellow voice
He recites his ode to springtime,
Repetitive, monotonous, without rhyme or reason.
So, as the day floats slowly by,
The hills saunter across the horizon
And every blackbird, sparrow, thrush,
Every branch, leaf and twig is hushed
On hearing the first Cuckoo.
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Re: On Hearing The First Cuckoo.
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by shanat on
Saturday, 23rd April 2011 @ 03:29:42 AM AEST
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hi there thanks for the great comment:)
i loved this, i love to read anything about nature and the description is beautiful!!
5/5 from me.
take care, shanat:) |
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Re: On Hearing The First Cuckoo.
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by huwbeauty on
Friday, 29th April 2011 @ 02:26:41 PM AEST
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Hi Dennis,
I always approach any new post of yours with a sense of great anticipaction and I'm never disappointed,
thanks for another great write Mat. |
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Re: On Hearing The First Cuckoo.
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by spud on
Wednesday, 11th May 2011 @ 05:28:39 AM AEST
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Hi Dennis,
If ever one of our feathered friends was
guilty of plagiarism, theft, and downright
deceit, then it's this little devil. You've
captured his wily trends precisely, and, I
suspect, with a touch of admiration.
Tommy
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