Parental Advisory

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

Simply put, we pose this where
prose-like 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.

When Queens Speak

Conspicuous absences, lapses, and doubt bring 
certainty, curtain calls, and fat ladies shouting 
with voices enjoined, coining phrases designed 
to send happy endings, when thusly combined. 



Sing thee, and bring me Spring, Summer, through Fall 
to enter my Winter when I hear your call 
each passing time, and designed for the season,
to reveal the fact that your words give me reason. 

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