There once was a man from Peru

Who dreamed he was eating his shoe

He woke with a fright

In the middle of the night

To find his dream had come true

i love them , there is a lot of type of poems , the one you posted isn't my type of poetry, i like the "Epic" ones like Paradise Lost

"The mind is its own place , and itself can make a heaven of hell or hell of heaven"

"Better to reign in Hell , than serve in heaven" <--- words to live by IMO

i've also wrote a bunch myself when i was younger, they were crap, and some of them were just crappy twilight-like love letters to my ex girlfriend

saying you wanted to drink her blood and tear her limb from limb, but you wont because you respect her too much? sounds... romantic, i guess. if thats your thing.

*shrugs*

I like poems when someone's reading them aloud. Trouble is people rarely seem to be reading aloud anything but their own poems, so I didn't enjoy many of the poetry readings I used to go to a couple of years ago.

And I absolutely hated dissecting them in class. Someone mentioned Faust, and I really liked that one until we started discussing in my German class. Didn't help that we had some sort of feminist teacher that barely paid any attention to anything but Gretchen. And that was only on the story/ideas level. The literary devices level is what kills off whatever pleasure is left from reading the work.

I'm blind said the deaf man

No you're not said the dumb

And the man with no legs kicked them both in the bum...

Actually, I do like poetry, but only in small doses.  But it can be an amazing prose form and I like the need to crystalize concepts, feelings, etc. into a relatively small, and potentially dense, use of wordplay.

I reckon it must be a tough, tough art form to exist on these days though.  I'd love to be wrong in that of course.

Remember, remember

the fifth of November

gunpowder, treason and plot.

I know of no reason why

gunpowder, treason

should ever be forgot.