Parental Advisory

Hear Ye. Hear Ye. Here we propose to posit prose poetry
forming a form of continuous connectivity,
to communicate considerable contemplative reflectivity.

Simply put, we pose this where
prose poetry is what you’ll hear
when wondering where the time went
while reading such rhyme wonderments
as oft are wrought, and revealed thusly,
each whit of wit written Hieronymously.


Quiet, please. Don't be alarmed,
as every word here has been charmed.
I've armed each syllable, and letter,
with what it takes to make one better
understood. It's good for you to read
about that shouted subject, and deed;
the HELP I helped myself to write
right where your staring eyes incite
such feelings deep within your heart,
as if a gift of HELP could start
a heartfelt movement in you too,
like words like HELP are supposed to do.