PARENTAL ADVISORY

Hear Ye. Hear Ye. Here we
propose to posit prose poetry,
forming forms 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 we've wrought, and revealed thusly;
each whit of wit written Hieronymously.

PTS ... Duh


Take away sorrows, sadnesses, and pains;
  then all you'll have left are just human remains.
 Just humans remain as the bane of insanity;
 plausibly, because of our prayers for humanity.

 So, my humanity seeks to speak out about
stressing,
 and most of this
post is my traumatic addressing
 of what I have now come to terms with because
 of wondrous, thundering claps of applause.



Veterans For Compassionate Care