Vain Poem by David Harris

Vain



At one time I thought self publishing so vain,
but now I have done it a couple of times
I am not so sure anymore.
In the past, some great writers have done it.

They used to call it vanity publishing,
but they do not call it that anymore.
My first venture was to ensure a copywrite on a poem
some people kept trying to claim as their own.

My second effort was never meant for sale,
but done as a gift for two close friends.
Something that holds a little bit of me
whenever I am not around them.

My third effort has for far too long
lain on my shelf gathering dust.
However, at the time of writing it
everyone said this was going to be the one.

Sadly, at the time Agents and Publishers
would not entertain my humble work.
Now twenty-one years later
we will see who was right or wrong.

Those who enjoyed reading it
or the Agents and Publishers who declined it.
Am I vain or Am, I suffering from belief?
Only time can tell.

5 June 2010

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