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

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!
NAR©2025
44 Words
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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Fantastic poem, Nancy!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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I’m glad you think so, Yvette! This was great fun for me. Thanks!
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Haha! Love this, Nancy! Fun, fun, fun!
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Thanks, honey bun! This image of that owl cracks me up!
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It’s the best! So funny 😀 Hoot!
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Absolutely enchanting!
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Thanks, my friend!
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Great poem Nancy, I love owls! This was a new song to me!
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Owls are great, aren’t they! I found this song last year; before that, I’d never heard it before, either. Thanks Tiffany.
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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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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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I enjoyed John Prine and Dylan. Momo was deep into Joani Mitchell, so I had to listen. This would be around 1969-72 when we were a thing.
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A lot of people felt the same way about JM; I never quite got it.
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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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Right on and ditto, Phil!
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You’re a hoot, writer Nancy! Jumping through word hoops and grooving with musical loops! 🦉🎶 🙏🏻
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I love to laugh and to bring laughter to others. Glad to know you enjoyed this hooty verse and tune, Michele! Thank you! 😊
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Laughter is one of life’s greatest joys, yes. Thanks so much for sharing your laughing spirit! 😊
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Haha! This was so cute! I love owls 🦉 they are wonderful wise messengers. Great song! 🎶 🎵
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Thanks so much, Laura! I don’t know how I find these songs! 😂
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You have a gift! Clearly lol 😆
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Or a curse! It’s 50/50! 🤣
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Clever poem for a “Hoots Mon, Nancy!
💓👍🏽🤩
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Glad you liked this one, Cindy. Thanks!
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I like them all!!! 💓
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Aw, now I’m blushing ☺️
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Pink looks awesome on you! 💓
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Love it. I adore owls. And thanks for the “Hoots Mon” info! 🙂
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Thanks so much! I love owls, too. Yes, I figured only a true Scot would know what that meant!
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From the outset, the owls oversee and ordain our originality, but also openly ostracize our outrageous oversights …
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Love your alliterative comment, dear Ivor! 🦉
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A bit of fun like your whimsical poem 😊
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Yes, indeed! It was great fun! 🤗
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I live owls. And I love Lord Rockingham”s XI
(I used to have an album on cassette back in the day. 😀)
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Thanks for your comment, Anon. Wish I knew who you are!
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A very cool poem Nancy 🤗
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Thanks very much Sadje!
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You’re very welcome ☺️
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