Plagiarism Poems - Poems about Plagiarism

In marked territory, I must step with care, For shadows past and present linger to snare. Each step poised, measured, cautious, slow, Falls on ground where furtive few, dare to go. I kiss the bliss of ignorance, I know Cannot dispel the florescent deja vu glow Knowing virgin ground is non-existent, All is done before, done for, insistent. Even when I plow the...

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These days, the most sought out advanced degree In Extreme Higher Education is in Plagiarism. A student can also minor in Overt Racism, Sexism, Misogyny, Stupidity, and Bigotry. Help wanted signs will be posted in January, On every freaking corners in Washington D.C.; Muslims, Mexicans, Syrians and minorities' Applications will not be accepted. Senior citizens Can apply unless they voted in the last...

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I wandered and pondered my bleak isolation As I slowly perused this wide open space That one cloud above me seemed, like me, quite lonely Its passage was slow as it matched my own pace And then I saw poppies so tall, red and bold I wished they were daffies in yellow and gold The lake in its vastness reflected the...

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Would you steal an oil painting from someone’s wall? Would you steal cultivated flowers from someone’s garden? Would you steal an author’s great novel? Would you steal quilts made by someone’s grandmother? Would you steal pottery from a gallery? Would you steal artwork displayed by artists? Why would you steal someone else’s creativity to claim as your own? Plagiarism is stealing someone...

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I know that i've mentioned in past writes regard mine frenetic digits ...

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A Thought stands alone; waiting, cold, and shivering. Yay, succor from a Scribe, who against the slaughter of the innocent, and whose own thoughts are fair, places around the shoulders of the Thought a robe of ermine- this being a robe of magic- the magic and mystery of forefathers, and of footprints of children not yet...

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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...

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There's no need to worry, who wants to steal your work? You think that under every stone, some thieves may lurk; I wish they would - they may have more success than me, perhaps they might get the credit for decent mystery. Someone said they changed websites because of abuse, don't say everything's wonderful, be smart, hang loose; one guy called...

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clandestine cut paste loom laughs at the weak weaver --- stolen yarn sleeps sound 09 October 2022 SIMPLY SENRYU Poetry Contest Sponsored by: John lawless...

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A famous poet once said... Write an idea from a poet is plagiarism, but write borrowed many ideas from several poets, is research...

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Nature has no secrets no doors to be unlocked we are our own mystery hiding keys and denying entrance Einstein created nothing Mozart wrote nothing when at our best we are plagiarist listening and responding when at our worst we are plagiarist birthing physical facsimiles to our world who survives by eating its own young – Answer: the I in the I vs the I in the we...

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There is no plagiarism no one copies nobody's soul... at most imitates the verses, imitate the voice, the style......

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Borrowed Words of a Denizen Soul David J Walker I admit to the Plagiarism of the language I am still learning to use Day by day by day So often the meanings mangled So often the thoughts tangled In the confusion of emotions Seeking the freedom of expression From the lips of a denizen soul At best I am a borrower At worst, I am...

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It was my own thought My own poem with a novel quote I smiled with a poet’s pride I let my pen bleed and slide I wrote it down Framed it for my wall Familiar words caught my eye A strangers name in the byline The poem was many years older than mine Is it an unintended recovery from subconscious mind? I’m distraught It is...

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There are some who defend plagiarism, quite puzzling indeed. What are the TBP thinking, why even plant that seed? Forgiveness I understand, there are many deeds done wrong. But Plagiarism in Poetry? Well it just doesn't belong. You can write your own words, bring them straight from your heart. Now that's good poetry my friends, and it's a damn good start. Quotation marks are wonderful, they will...

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