it's all my Ars poetica

I rather like the ten syllable line                      
Not knowing where the stresses fall is fine                      
For me, to be ignorant of such stuff,                      
Knowing prosodists' exists, 'tis enough!                      
                       
For those who will, will find some successes              
Following impulse and ancient senses,                      
I say reach up as high as you can go                      
Then strain, strain, and stand out, on your tiptoe...                      
                   
The way to write is, impulsive,  do it               
Then put trust in instinct when you edit,         
 But ne'er wr'te i' P'ope's tort'rous lines        
A needy truncater to fit in his rhymes.           
               
We were taught rhythm in the mother's womb                      
A million years before language bloomed,                      
And used that rhythm to run down the deer                        
Listen, it's still there when want brings fear.                
                  
And that rhythm brought us twins song and dance                      
Hear, burbling babies, see them jig and prance,                      
Inherent instinct cannot be denied                        
Though age slows down the beats they do not die.                      
                       
Who hasn't heard in seashells and breezes                      
A future tune which tantalizes, teases,                      
And wills itself to be heard, writ, engraved,                      
In our books, or cave walls by ancient braves?                      
                       
And be sure to make art from simple things                        
This fit for all pens, commoner or king's,                      
So all things from under the furthest sun                      
Is your subject nothing barred no, not one.              
                       
And worried to stretch your education                        
Research, Research, like the Bard of Avon,                      
That's stuff's been done since prehistoric times                      
Those cave wall paintings are just, these few lines.