Pearcemelville 兎敏

THEPLAGIARIST

 

A SILENCING of Poets
.          by 
the   PLAGIARIST

I steal rhyme from Honest folk   make them my own
A poem no worse than mine
I render into versions which satisfy my personal sense of worth

Inspired by a Silencing of poets  a loose society of possibilties who stifle each other,\'s  sensibility
My poems are unlike those of other,\'s I said to him I said He asked me who I had read
 Tennyson    when rendered into Chinese takes on different hues, Takes on different Hues 🙂

So what?

A silencing of poets

This my first verse of plunder
A river spoke to Me

amber tendon
A surge of CrVelTy and kindness
snaking silkstrand
Holding then releasing
EncasinG UNVEILing

Mumma had a house snug amongst the river grasses

Puppa gazed down to see the river waters rising from his perch beside an open upper window

It traced a gentle voice weaving through each life
Harbouring the silence of these river dwellers,\'s Souls
THEPLAGIARIST