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         kettomezon                      

                     Primavara se intorc pasarile calatoare.

             

Mierla – o mare cantareataMierla :: Blackbird :: Merle :: Amsel

                    

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Scrisoare de la randunele

                                                De Elena Dragos

                        Cocostarcul astazi                                           Iar drumetul spune :

                        S-a  intors acasa.                                             „De la randunele

                        Toata pasarimea                                              V-am adus scrisoare.

                        L-a primit voioasa.                                          Va e dor de ele ?”

                        Vin sa-l vada vrabii,                                        „ S-o citim !” – strigara

                        Bun venit sa-i zica.                                          Vrabiile toate …

                        (Broastele pe balta                                          „ Scumpe surioare,

                        Au murit de frica).                                          Noi suntem departe,

                                                            Dar vaslim spre tara,

                                                            Zilele-s senine,

                                                            Nu e ca acasa

                                                            Nicaieri mai bine”.

                   Primavara                                                                   Curatenie

                             de Ion Pilat                                                                             de Elena Dragos

            Randunele mici                                                                       „Ce faci, graur, in copac?”

            Ciripesc in tara.                                                                       Veverita, ce sa fac,

            Pluguri cu furnici                                                                    Vad ca s-a facut senin

            Au iesit pe-afara.                                                                     Si mai primenesc putin.

            Puisori de puf                                                                          Iarba proaspata-am s-adun

            A clocit gaina.                                                                         Si-nauntru o sa pun.

            Berzei cuib de stuf                                                                  Ca sa-i fie drag sa stea,

            A-ntocmit vecina.                                                                   Primaverii-n casa mea”.

            Zmeie pe uluci,

            Zbarnaind, se-nalta.

            Ratele-n papuci

            Galbeni se incalta

                                                                                   

Rochita randunicii

                                                                        De Victor Tulbure

            Chiar si randunica-mi pare                                          Si mereu rochita-i noua

            Sa-ti dea lectii e in stare.                                             Si-o clateste-n zori pe roua;

            Cu sort alb, mereu se plimba                                       Ca sa fie cum arata:

            Si mereu, mereu si-l schimba;                                        Si frumoasa, si curata !

                                                Chemarea primaverii

                                                          de Elena Podoleanu

            Veniti la noi, dragi calatoare !                         Aici, la noi e cuibul vostru,

            Veniti, va asteptam in prag !                                       Aici, va place sa traiti,

            Veniti la noi, ca-i cald si soare !                                  Aici va cheama glasul nostru,

            Veniti, va asteptam cu drag !                                      Aici am vrea mereu sa fiti !

            Nimic nu sta in calea vremii …                                   Se aude-un duios ciripit !

            Pe camp vezi mielusei zburdand ;                               Vin stoluri, stoluri gramada….

            Podoaba verde si-au pus pomii                                   Din departari au sosit,

            Si va asteapta frematand…                                         Tara noastra s-o revada.         

                                   

                                                          RANDUNICA

                                                de Ioana Tatu                

                   S-a intors acolo-n pridvor

                   Draga randunica.

                   Cred de noi ca i-a fost dor

                   Si de casa-i mica.

                             Paie, fulgi aduna iar

                             Cuibul sa si-l dreaga;                       

                             Mestera-i ca un zidar

                             Ziulica-ntreaga.

                   Si din ouale margici,

                   Puse ca la scoala,

                   Scot trei capusoare mici

                   Ciocul la iveala.

                             Piuie flamanzi toti trei,

                             Bat din aripioare…

                             - Tit-tivit, stati cumintei,

                             Ca v-aduc mancare !

                                                                      

                          

                                                A sosit o „zidarita”

                                                                        De Traian Oancea

                        La fereastra casei noastre

                        A sosit o „zidarita” .

                        Sub barbie-i rosioara,

                        Coada-i pare furculita.

                                    Din pamant, din fir de iarba,

                                    Randunica mea dibace

                                    Pentru puii ce-or sa vina

                                    Cuib pufos si trainic face.

                        Ciripi-vor puisorii

                        De cu zori in faptul serii.

                        Bun venit la casa noastra,

                        Vestitori ai primaverii !

                                                                        Scrisoare de la randunica

                                                                   de Elena Dragos

                                                Dragi copii, mi-e dor de voi

                                                In curand voi fi – inapoi.

                                                Cuibul vechi am sa-l repar

                                                Ca sa-mi fac din nou cuibar.

                                                            Din cinci, sase oua mici,

                                                            Or sa iasa pui voinici.

                                                            Le voi da in cioc mancare,

                                                            Rand pe rand la fiecare:

                                                Gaze, muste, viermisori,

                                                Pana – or  creste marisori.

                                                Si-i voi invata sa zboare

                                                Dimineata pe racoare.

                                                            Eu va spun de pe acum.

                                                            Ca ma pregatesc de drum.

                                                            Dar sa nu afle pisica !

                                                            Va saruta – „ RANDUNICA” .

                                               

Ciocarlie

                                         de Emilia Caldararu

            Lie, lie, ciocarlie                                              Parca trece – un vanticel

            Cand urci tu peste campie                               Cu argint de clopotel.

            Si cand zorilor le canti                                    Parca totul e un tril

            Tot vazduhul il descanti.                                 Sau un raset de copil.

                                                Parca-mi pui in piept si mie

                                                Inima de ciocarlie !

                        ( Tril fermecat = devotament, curaj )

                                                                       

Cocostarcul

                                                            De Valeriu Rusnac     

            In zorii zilei, prin vazduh                                            Il face intr-un vechi salcam,

            Cu aripile mari vasleste,                                              Crescut in tarina strabuna

            Aduna ramuri, paie, stuf                                             Sa-i fie straja si stapan

            Si-un cuib de dragoste cladeste.                                 Pe vreme rea, pe vreme buna.

                                   

                                                Pe-ospete intr-o zi s-a dus

                                                Un graure:  -  Noroc,  vecine !

                                                De ce-ti faci casa – asa de sus ?

                                                - Sa vad pamantul cat mai bine !                                

                                                           

allo

                                                                                  Barza

                                                      de Passionaria Stoicescu 

1.         Barza-i mare strengarita                                  2.         Si se plimba si se schimba

            Peste balta – tipa, salta,                                               Pe-un picior, pe alt picior

            Scormoneste, rascoleste                                              Vezi, de-aceea nici n-o dor !

            Dupa broaste, dupa peste.                                                      

 

3.         Cuib isi face sus pe case                                  4.         Cum nu sunt ai nimanui

            Din rachitele pletoase.                                     Cu picioare de fuioare

            Si cand scoate si ea pui,                                              Si cu ciocul de piron

            Ii hraneste si ii creste.                                                  Barza-i mare strengarita,

                                                                                                Parca e o scolarita

                                                                                             Care joaca la sotron !

           

                                       

Ciocanitoarea

                                                            De Florin Iordachescu

            Ai vazut-o catarata ?                                       Da copacului tarcol

            Sta in coada catarata.                                      Si atunci cand suna a gol.

            Prin copaci, peste tot locul                              Se opreste,

            Ciocanind mereu cu ciocul.                             Ca acolo isi gaseste

            Cioca – toc, si cioc – boc , iara,                      Cea mai buna hrana a ei:

            De cu zori si pana-n seara.                              Gaze, larve, gandacei,

                                               

                                                Care, mici asa cum sunt

                                                Fac doar rele pe pamant.

                                                Mult ne e folositoare

                                                Mestera ciocanitoare !

                                                                        (Ciocanitoarea = doctorul copacilor )

                                                            Probleme ilustrate

            Intr-un cuib de randunici                                         Closca are in ograda

            Sunt vreo noua oua mici.                                          Sapte puisori pestriti.

            Mata a furat azi doua                                               Si vreo doi mai galbiori

            Si-au ramas…                                                            Ghemotoace de beteala.

            Stiti cate oua ?                                                           Acum socotiti  indata

                                                                                                Cati pui are closca noastra ?

                                                                                                Gainusa cea motata

                                                                                                Facu opt oua-n poiata.

            Dintr-un stol de randunici                                        In opt zile sa se stie !

            Sapte mari si doua mici,                                            In a noua,inc-un ou.

            Una s-a oprit din zbor.                                              Cine socoteste-ndata

            Cate sunt acum in stol ?                                            Cate oua s-a ouat

                                                                                                Gainusa cea motata ?

            Iepurasul – Iepurici                                                   Cumetrita cea vicleana

            Se plimba printre urzici                                            A pornit-o dupa hrana.

            Sa gaseasca negresit                                                  Ca o hoata a furat

            Floricele de vopsit                                                      Cinci cocosi impintenati

            Oua pentru copilasi                                                   Vreo trei gaste dolofane

            Cumintei si dragalasi.                                               Si un pui cu pana moale.

            In prima zi vopsi sase.                                               Cate pasari din poiata

            In a doua vopsi trei.                                                  A furat hoata roscata ?

            Ia sa-mi spui tu mai nepoate

            Cate a vopsit – de toate ?     

            La bunica in ograda                                                  Gasca mama, dimineata,

            Opt curcani s-au luat la sfada.                                 S-a vorbit cu mama rata

            Dintr-o gluma, asa, in joaca.                                    Sa se scalde impreuna…

            Altul vine si-i impaca.                                                Deci, bobocii si-i aduna.

            Cati curcani sunt in total                                          Sapte , macaiau in fata,

            La bunica in ograda ?                                               Iar doi trageau de-o rama.

                                                                                                Cati boboci se pregateau

                                                                                                Sa se scalde impreuna ?

Ghicitori   

            „Cine primavara vine                                                „Sa-mi ghiciti o ghicitoare:

            De pe meleaguri straine.                                              Inalta, cu lungi picioare,

            Are coada furculita                                                     Pene negre, pe-aripi are,

            Si-si cladeste odaita                                                    Peste broaste e mai mare !

            Sub o streasina de casa                                                           Cine-i oare? ”(barza)

            Nimeni sa nu o vaza?

                        (Randunica)                                                    „Am o pasarica-n sac

                                                                                                Sotie de pitpalac !

            „Singuratic si hai-hui                                                   Cine poate ca sa-mi spuna

            Isi striga numele lui.                                                    Cine-i aceasta mama buna?”

            Umbla singur prin padure

            Si se tot striga pe nume”                                                                                 (prepelita)       

            Cine stie cum ii spune? (Cucul)                                 

            Lacoma, galagioasa,                                                    Coada-i ca o furculita

            Topaie pe langa casa !                                     Rosie e-a sa barbita.

                        Cine-i oare?                                                     Vine cand se incalzeste

                        (Vrabiuta)                                                        Primavara ea vesteste !

                                                                                                            (randunica)

                                                                                    „Funda roza are-n mot. Iar in coada are-un sort.

            Ia ganditi-va, copii,                                                     Rezemata , stand pe scoarta

            Cine merge printre trestie                                            Salta capul ca de rata.                       

            Si din apa se hraneste                                                  Si cu ciocul , tarnacop,

            Pranzind cate-un pui de peste?                                   Da poc, poc, din loc in loc !

                        (Cocostarcul)                                                   Cine-i oare ?” (ciocanitoarea)

           

                                                                             

            Pe furis, ca un haiduc,                                     Cantaret, micut, vioi,

            Se iveste colo-n nuc.                                                   Sta si iarna pe la noi !

            Vestind primavara-n lume,                                          Si canta: Tirit, Tirit.                   

            Singur numele si-l spune.                                            Gandacii i-am nimicit !

                        Cine-i? Spune :  (cucul)                                   Cine este. L-ati ghicit ?  (Pitigoiul)

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