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The lost cuckoo song

three line stanzas

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Comment from karenina
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Lovely poem...

When will we realize the earth has finite resources?

Before it's too late?

I'm was lost for a moment, looking for six line stanzas...

Your count is right

8 syllables in lines 1245 and six syllables in lines 3/6...

But it appears as three line stanzas...

Likely a variant I'm not aware of.

Your phrasing is hauntingly beautiful!

Karenina




 Comment Written 30-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    My mistake.I didn't pay attention to the word 'sixains'.I concentrated on tercets.
    I should present it as two stanzas instead of 4. I will do that.
Comment from harmony13
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The author's words are filled with memories. Thank you for the author's
notes - I like so much hearing the history. The poem flows and connects
well. I like how the author told a story through these words. The artwork
is awesome and compliments this poem.

 Comment Written 29-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you very much for stopping by.
Comment from Pearl Edwards
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Unfortunately, it is the case in many countries, Sanku. Where we used to take our dogs for a walk and hold them back from chasing wallabies is now covered roof to roof in housing. We can't go back to those days, just hope we can share the stories, as you have done. A lovely read,
cheers,
valda

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    very true .Thank you very much.The same story here.
Comment from Pam (respa)
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-Very nice, peaceful image and nice presentation, Sanku.
-Your notes are appreciated.
-The bird's song sounds wonderful the way you describe it.
-You wrote a very good poem with effective imagery and rhyme, and
show what used to be, and what is now.
-Everything is so pleasant when the bird would sing as you describe very well, especially in the third verse.
-The concluding verse shows the current situation very well, too.
-Thanks for sharing it and have a good day.

 Comment Written 28-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you very much.
reply by Pam (respa) on 30-Aug-2022
    You are welcome.
Comment from Carolyn Dooley
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There has been a lot of change. When I was seven years old, life was harder for people. My grandfather worked every day for a living. He cut trees and hauled them in a big truck. Grandma handled everything else. Making soap, she worked in the garden. Food canning. She made her own quilts and clothes. She worked as a midwife. She sold candy and picked cotton. And on Sundays, she held prayer meetings and had dinner ready. What a woman. Thank you for sharing.

 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Great lady! My mother and grandmother too were hardworking and i used to wonder how they could do so much in a day.
reply by Carolyn Dooley on 30-Aug-2022
    I know what you mean. They worked hard and finished everything they started. They were amazing.
Comment from Aussie
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And they call it progress. Same here, we are losing our National symbol the Koala Bear. Man is so greedy. Where did all the folk who tended the rice go? Thanks for sharing your story. K XX

 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you for stopping. The rice farmers have sold their land to real estate development becuae the next generation were unwilling to continue Most them have migrated to US,Canada etc...
Comment from Eternal Muse
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This was absolutely beautiful, and I love your descriptive imagery, visuals and a superb presentation.

The last stanza was stunning:

now the trees have gone and fields too
no longer sings the shy cuckoo
siren' shrill wakes us now.

I very much liked your color choices. Thanks so much for sharing.


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 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you very much.
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
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You brought this bird to life here in your sad tuneful poem about the cuckoo. We here the cockerel, you hear the cuckoo, I heard the sound, the artwork is so pleasing too, a fine presentation, love Dolly x

 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you very much.
Comment from royowen
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Things have changed so much where I live, the once uninhabited field where I gambolled with friends, are now overrun with suburbia now, in fact our dwelling place is actually in the midst of them. Beautifully written my friend Sanku, blessings Roy

 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    The same story everywhere .orchards have been converted to housing units....
    Thank you .God bless.
reply by royowen on 30-Aug-2022
    Well done
reply by royowen on 30-Aug-2022
    Sigh!
Comment from GARY MACLEAN
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Oh no, time goes on. We progress and "improve?" along the way. Not every progression is necessarily an improvement. I haven't heard the bird you speak of, but I know I would be very sad if some "progressive" development took my chickadee and even crow songs away.

Nice verse, easily read, good message with a sad ending.

 Comment Written 27-Aug-2022


reply by the author on 30-Aug-2022
    Thank you .The bird Is Indian cuckoo and is very shy It hides among the leaves of tall tree and sings. Now where are the tall trees?