'Poetry' says the meme that's everywhere....

When you see this, post some poetry in your journal.

Freaking poetry. Guys, if you'd picked modern art I'd have known more, and that's really reaching. It is an area of extreme ignorance for me. Basically, you're down to the stuff that everybody did at school under duress and Teh Gay. So of course you get the latter, with an added dose of anti-censorship, 'cos it's such a good idea - just a snippet of, 'cos long.

I know not in what friendly breast to pour
My swelling rage save, into thine, dear Moore,
For thou, methinks, some sympathy will own,
Since, love, no matter in what guise ’tis shown,
Must ever find an echo from that lyre,
Which erst hath glowed with old Anacreon’s fire.
Death levels all; and, deaf to mortal cries,
At his decree the prince or beggar dies.
So, when I’m gone, as gone I soon may be,
Be thou, dear Tom, an honest, firm trustee;
And, nor for filthy lucre, nor to dine
At Holland House, erase one single line.
To titled critics pay no servile court;
But print my thoughts through good or ill report.
And if these musings serve but to dispense
One little dose of useful common sense,
I fain would hope they greater good had done
Than all the pious tracts of Rivington.

First published 1886, author uncertain.

Full poem  here