Meet a new addition to my list of The Wonderfuls, Jon the Storyteller, who will be a guest blogger on Glover Gardens.

I’m not on the recommended pace to write a poem each day this month to participate in National Poetry Month, but this one happened in about 30 seconds. There will never be another muse like my Dad. He was a remarkable, wonderful, loving, accepting, listening…

Forced waiting in public is a perfect people-watching opportunity that can turn into poetry or prose. Here’s what arose from my recent visit to the DMV to get my driver’s license renewed, when I waited over an hour for my number to be called.

Reposting a sister poem for my not-sister sister. “Me so pale and you so brown, our real colors – our hearts – match completely.”