[RCL]

As a singer sings, "It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing!" Your octo lines swing.

Here's one, fresh for me:

Moonscape USA

At night I marvel at my stand of trees,
love to watch the moonlight glowing
off their crowns as halos, or with
a breeze strobing and shimmering
rays between leaves and branches.
Always pulling my gaze toward them,
they’re attractive, far more enchanting
than a static and pale naked moon.
So lately, when I learned of trees
Called by NASA Moon Trees,
I was stunned, imagining
trees in moonscape groves!
But a dream, seeded by reality:

In 1971, the astronaut Stuart Roosa,
a lover of trees, akin to my heart,
carried a small canvas bag
of varied seeds as he in Apollo 14
spun around the moon. On earth,
those seeds were parceled out
without fanfare or scientific claims
throughout the United States
and planted. Many took root
as sycamores, redwoods, pines, firs,
sweetgums and maybe more
that now stand tall in various parks
and cities, each tree bearing an ID sign
that claims their kinship with the moon.