Back in the day whne poetry was a part of the lives of the populace, and not the environs of the elite who refuse to rhyme, Rabbie Burns was drinking, seducing women and writing some of the best verse written in English and his native Lallans tongue.

He for me is an inspiration, for how he thundered his format of morality in difiance of the hypocracy of the Kirk, and told the stories of the little man, of whom no other would write about, as if they were the most important topic in the world.

I hope in a time to come we once again have ploughman poets... and a return to real poetry where we can enjoy our lovelives without placing it on paper, and we use rhyme.