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.

Oh My, Mike

Mike Hannon, my friend, met his 'End of the Line'.

This writing invites you to see his design.

Mike Hannon got fired, then retired. Life's a beach.  
Mike Hannon on hand meant words were out of reach.

Mike Hannon could go with the flow, that I like.
But he's not the only guy I know named Mike.

The difference between could be seen from the front.
Mike Hannon stood out a bit more than Mike Hunt.