Wednesday, April 15, 2015

It a Pleasure to Go Back Once in Awhile...

Spooning the Moon

By Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney ©04

Did you spoon the moon in June?
But only in the afternoon?
I was smitten, sitting under a lyrical tune…
Whose delighted fragrance ended far too soon.
This is why I long to see you spoon the moon in June.

When you spoon the moon in June…
Did you piddle paddle in a canoe…
Upwardly on the blue lagoon?
And with your fingertips you drew the world in air kissed bubbles in June?
As you spoon the moon.

Oh say can you see at noon?
What you did to dispel the gloom?
Your love for me that your lips croon…
And this is what I love to see you soon…
To spoon the moon in June.
All rights reserved JHM 1-24-04©


Man on the String

By Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney©03

"I am the man on the string"…

And he sings a celebration that swept the world.
Flowing with a haunting refrain…
(Will you continue to sing?)
Long after the man on the string…
Stopped long enough…
Only to begin still another celebration unto me.

This man on a string continues to sing.
Oh so doing his thing in the belly of the Neutral Ground.
A sound that vibrated around the world.
And he brings no steel to the space on Daneel (Street)
He is just bringing another celebration song to thee.
All rights reserved JHM 7-13-03©

Jenn Brigham, artist

His Sound

By Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney ©03

His sound was like John Denver with cayenne pepper…

Thrown in for good measure.
And his sound wrapped around my left ear.
Engaging his heart’s life to my soul.
His sound is like John Denver with cayenne thrown in for good measure.
(Fly away….Fly away…. Flay a-waaaay!)

All rights reserved JHM 7-13-03©

Diane "Mimi" Baquet, artist

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