If I described
a rose’s bloom
or the beauty
of the rising sun
Then I’d be writing
another’s verse
conscripted words
respun
If I then waxed
of love on high
and hearts that
break anew
Then falsely would
I pen the lines
a plagiarist
— in view
(Dreamsleep: January, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt another fave. It has always been a thought that we all steal from past memories, some deliberate and others buried in an unconscious stimulated by something unnoticed. I tend to agree with Ecclesiastes that there is nothin new under the sun and as long It is not deliberate it is not plagiarism.
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