Two to Many

Do you love to coddle

Your cotyledons?

Those adorable baby leaves that precede

(From the seed)

Splitting, and stretching up between the halves

Of the whole

From the hole, it emerges

The bountiful flourish of fully fledged leafery

Sunbathing, converting sunbeams into

Sugary sustenance

So much fun! Cotyledons are essentially the embryonic leaf within the seed. There are monocotyledons, that have a single seed leaf, like corn, and dicotyledons that initially have a pair of leaves like beans. I was thinking of dicotyledons for this poem. And, I do love how they grow from a pair of little soft sweet rounded leaves, to the more complicated leaf structure. #plantnerd 💕. Thank you Merril at dVersePoets

Thunder Moon

The sky was shaken

Not stirred, when

She appeared

Draped in

Brilliant whiteness

She preened between thunderheads

Unruffled by the storm

A dash of light here

A beam of light there

Soundlessly making her impact

In the air

I wrote this a while ago watching the moon dance between thunderheads and was struck by her tranquility among crashing and flashing.

Structural Advice

Before we can

Reconcile our past sins

It’s critical to have a

Deep understanding of the pain, a

Genuine desire to acknowledge the history, and

Embrace trust, and each other, by releasing our fears

Here’s a poem for dVersePoets prompt of bridges. Acrostic poem. Been relearning US history, black history is so much worse than they taught in school. A poem of hope.


Give me a hydrogen

Oh, make it two

And then 

Let’s grab an oxygen too

Now we’re really onto something

Big, I bet

Except my friend keeps telling me

I’m all wet

This is offered for prompt #4 at Poetic Asides “Use an element from the periodic table”  

Four feet of love

Plush pet soft and warm

She melts into my arms 

Filling my heart with


This is offered for Poetic Asides day three prompt, (Blank) of love.  Our little white fluffy rescue dog, Lucy. Just picking her up makes you smile. 

Knot today

A bowline, clove hitch

Figure eight

Sheet bend

Cleat hitch, 

And the square

You have to know

Not only


But where

This is offered for Poetic Asides poem a day #2 the prompt is “Not Today” I’ve been trying to learn these boating knots lately… 

The day I forgot how to dance

The beat came

Then went

While my feet


Like my heart 

Too heavy to be lifted

Every song had

No rhyme or melody 

And my soul

Tasted gray

The day

I forgot


To dance
This is offered for day 2 of Poetic Asides at Writer’s Digest, the prompt to write a “Not Today” poem.  I actually wrote this after my dad passed away over a year ago.  


Hey Big Blue

I miss you


Living salt free

Does not

(bathing) suit me

My soul

Needs to


A float

Swaying with

Changeable currents

Not giving in

To gravity

Earth saturated


Submerge me

So I can

Soak and fill

Those sad spaces

Slosh out

This silty sit still


Take me

Make me


In your liquidity

This is offered for the Poem A Day challenge at Poetic Asides, writer’s digest. Day one prompt to reminisce. Thinking about summer in the sea.

Four Hundred Square Miles of Hope

Ships and subs believe they traverse silently

However, Humpback whales would disagree

Whale and Dolphin songs interrupted and overwritten

By mechanical pings, clicks whirs and roars

Dry land feels much the same

Constant clamor of bad news, bad choices, bad attitude

Senses overwhelmed, everything seems senseless

We sail aimlessly, until we hit a patch of ocean

Where monitors, microphones, mouths

Are silenced

Sun rays spear through the crystal blue

The President increased the

Pacific Remote Island National Marine Monument

By four hundred thousand square miles

Hope rises to the surface

And Humpback whales songs

Echo, uninterrupted

This poem is offered for Poetry Pantry at Poets United, a little hope.  Obamacame recently increased an existing oceanic national monument by 400,000 square miles. What a hopeful gift for the future! If you want to read more here is the link