Anybody wonder why we can't just rewrite history to make it suit ourselves? I do. I hope you understand my heart. Many of the greats Byron, Shelley, Keats and Plath and even Dunbar were people reportedly with lots of deficiencies. Try to put yourself in their place. There is often little know about a great man. The market is glut with poets. Read the greats.
Rewrite them. Copy their style. Use their lines in a contest. Ask the neopoet to finish it up and to change the ending.

As soon as I was able to form a word in my mind, I admired the spoken word and the poems that taught me about myself, human nature and life. Literature became cartoons and holiday tales that taught me about character and friendship. I enjoy these stories to this day. They fill me with emotion when friends depart, mothers sacrifice and saviors come in unusual and often little esteemed creatures with big hearts and many,many ruses.