Well is a Shakespearean example of both. Proverbially, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Only palindromists would call such stuff intelligible prose. I had to try. My first production, mercifully short, was slight in every respect.
Poetry surpasses prose in syntactic plasticity, but regular meter and rhyme are still encumb-rances.
In quest of something more substantive, I returned to Shakespeare for ideas. The description of the seven ages of man became the focus for my second attempt. Emphatically, this poem is not intended as a simple word conversion of the cited text. No one should experience an Avon calling type of d j vu. Commonality is confined to rudimentary structural similarity, with not a trace of neo-Tudor tour de force.