Notes About The Poem
Quote--""Taking something from one man and making it worse is plagiarism."--George A Moore
Plagiarism
How might I replicate your verse with deceit,
Claiming ownership, a fraudulent feat.
The sentiments woven, not from my core,
A stolen melody, a hollow encore.
How do I connect to the sunset's gold,
When purloined treasures in my hands unfold?
In the radiant daylight, brazen and bright,
I pilfer your wealth, devoid of true light.
How might I borrow your emotions, a theft so bold,
Claiming them as mine, when the pain's not been told.
Loneliness wrapped in borrowed lines divine,
A counterfeit connection, a deceptive design.
How do I profess love with words not authentically mine,
Desire and yearning from another's line?
Expressing affection, a counterfeit show,
In someone else's verses, my feelings won't grow.
How could I snatch your art, a precious display,
When the sentiments painted, not mine to convey.
In the misty rain, your love I'd feign,
Yet only fog in my mind's windowpane.
How might I borrow, and not call it thine,
A snippet of work, claiming it's mine.
Yet with proper reference, an ethical find,
Admiring your craft, no plagiarism behind.
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