Imitations...

Imitations

I know.. I understand your thoughts,
The rendition of your poetic ersatz.
With impressions of spurious tenacity,
Your words hold a haunting familiarity.

Doppelgangers only slightly concealed,
Clandestine thoughts only slightly veiled.
Purloined in such a duplicitous manner,
I'm left perplexed by your audacious candor.

Poetic prose contrived by adroit imaginations,
Reproduced with only subtle variations.
Represented as original compositions,
Without rightfully asking the authors permissions.

Original thought, a moribund hallucination,
In a parasitic world, absent of imagination.
Oblivious to the puissance of their own cerebrations,
Too consumed with multifarious aberrations.


Thanks,
blend57

a reply to: blend57

Very eloquent Blend. Nice Job!


KD

a reply to: blend57

blend, amazing again...

a reply to: blend57


Ummm...caustic...very caustic...

Yet I can't really say that ..."It burns...It burns"...

Not quite the individual I remember...not the same play of word or tone...
I wonder what happened to that person...?
Are they still there...do you think...?





YouSir

Thank you, Darkinsider,Quantum12, and YouSir for reading and commenting on my poem.

Very appreciative of your kind words and thoughts..

blend57