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.

Grace, On Crutches

Welcome into my mind state, 
as if such a state were great, 
related here to clear the air between 
each word written above. On screen, 

a door before you opens. Grace, 
once upon a time in space, 
is sure to cure your need of those two 
crutches that touch, and support you. 

Climb through the rhymes to peaks, ascending 
stares with care. When knees are bending, 
I pray they play their role, supported 
by that which was previously reported. 

I say I pray when knees are bending. 
So with this brief missive, I'm sending 
out healing feelings, since such is 
now the state of Grace, On Crutches.