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.

Christian Existentialist

I am the very essence of a Christian Existentialist. 
I really like chrysanthemums. My favorite stone's an amethyst. 
I won't be quoting Kierkegaard, but Dr. Seuss I can't resist. 
I am the very essence of a Christian Existentialist.

Although I wouldn't know a fraction from a polynomial,
I tarry not to marry those who want their matrimonial
relation celebrations rendered by an Existential
Christian, since that's what I am, at my most essential.