Poem, Quadrille

Hoots Mon

Written for dVerse Poets – Quadrille #219
A Poetic Hootenanny
. Our inspiration this week
is “hoot”. This is my hootenanny quadrille.

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Who’s a-hooting
in my tree?
Who’s that keeping
an eye on me?

Every which way
I go
that owl is sure
to know.

His head turns
so freakily!
He always
keeps an eye
on me!

Hoots Mon!
Come join me
at the hooty
Hootenanny!

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NB – “Hoots mon“ is an interjection meaning “Hey man!”, and is a standard cliché highlighting Scots language pronunciation.

This is “Hoots Mon” by Lord Rockingham’s XI

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38 thoughts on “Hoots Mon”

  1. Got me on that one. A few years back, outside of my bedroom window there was a large Oak tree, maybe 50 feet or more high and even wider in breadth. A great Horned Owl decided it liked that tree, and the limb near our window. Every night, he, or she, would hoot for an hour or more. I came to enjoy it’s song and used it as a sleep aid. Back in the early 70s, I went to a Hootnanny, folk music playing thing, sort of like they did in the 60s in Greenwich Village. I kind of dug Peter Paul and Mary, Donovan, Dylan and maybe at times, Joan B. but hearing folks play those old folk songs on expensive Martin guitars didn’t sound right. I guess I was a bit hard on the folkies, but, ” I dug Rock N Roll music. and loved to get a chance to play and sing it.”

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    1. A newbie to Lord Rockingham?
      That song by PP&M is a favorite; didn’t we all feel that way at some point in our lives? I know I did and still do.
      Enjoyed your story about the owl. I can hear one somewhere nearby; I like its steady cadence and I can see why the sound helped you fall asleep.
      I never could get into Joan Baez; I’m more rock than that. 😎
      Thanks, Phil

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          1. I think Joni is a bit morose, sad and maybe a bit depressed. Like Taylor Swift, she could never keep a relationship on track, and then when it crashed and burned, she would write a dirge about it. David Crosby, Grahm Nash and others were the targets. Carol King, now that was a songwriting machine, beautiful tunes came from her piano.

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