Here I have not taken the sense of 'Cry', but the cry as 'Singing'.
Cuckoo coos tunes
Sweet and cute,
Spring rubs eyes, wakes
Aha! Flowers smile.
Lays egg in crow's
nest
Idle Cuckoo,poor Crow hatches.
Brood cries for
mother.
Sings Cuckoo, on drum
Woodpecker, a cute concert.
Crows, sparrows enjoy.
Spring’s advent, Cuckoo
The black beauty gaily coos.
Blooms open eyes wide.
sarala
For http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.in/
The first and last show a light, very nice touch, delighting in nature - very warm! I like the 2nd and 3rd oo. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteThank you,Managua.
ReplyDeletecrwos sparrows enjoy beautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you,sm.
DeleteThat was sweet Nature
ReplyDeleteThank you,Anil.
DeleteVery fragile images you have painted here with your words Rudra ...
ReplyDeleteThank you,Krist.
DeleteJust one word Sarala. Super.
ReplyDeleteThank you,SG.
DeleteI'm really loving the joy in the third poem :D
ReplyDeleteI'm really loving the joy in the 3rd poem -- this is wonderful! :)
ReplyDeleteA serene warmth flowing in your haiku ... lovely :-)
ReplyDeleteLoved reading the story of cuckoo, it was like hearing a cuckoo's song :)
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