Are All My Poetries Thus Enwritten: a Query Posed Poetically To My Fellow Poets Hereon

If I may, to my fellow would-be poets, Hereon pose an imperative query (Yet mostly destitute of the greatest urgency), Then I who, in the gross majority of my inditings hereon, Am of quite a Shakespearean and Miltonian bent: Yet in the years succeeding the terminus of my schooling, During the everlasting course thereof, I learned many a thing Indeed an immense preponderancy of such, And among these congeries of learning, there can be accounted Even a myriad of the manifold precepts of poetry And the fiats and decrees, commandments and Ordinances governing it; Yet for all of the sufficiency and yet preponderance of Poetic enlightenment and enrichment, I recall nary a thing Thereof! It may be inborn, inherent, Ingrained, innate... But do I, who is of a Shakespearean ilk, To my fellow aspiring poets, writers, and poet-writers ask: Is this, or aught of my other poems, in anything Remotely likened to the metrical sort that he and Milton were Wont to use? And an it be so, Beteem me to learn its name, And an so, is't truly termed by that sobriquet Known as "iambic pentameter"? Is it in this that I write? Are all my poesies thus enwritten?