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.

Marriage Rites

Marriage is a Union, Man.
Man means you. A Human can
Woo - Sue for the affection of
another Man. So Woo, Man. Love
simply shows Man knows and cares,
no matter who, man or woman, stares
queerly, clearly understanding
Equality. What's so demanding?
No one here will ask or tell,
'cause we know Cowards, like Noel.