Some Selfish Ends

I don't publicly recite... not wanting to tie a personal image, to the spirit of my poetry – taking credit away from the true author~who I strive to inspire my every write; a poor plagiarizer I am, even more when in sight.... but, the lesser of me, admits to some selfish ends~for how my poetry leans, entwines, ruffles and bends – though greatly admiring Shakespeare, Keats and their like; could my soul, their lyric beauty, entirely feed... I would not write and only read....