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Circuvico
09-27-2007, 06:46 AM
This is one of my poetry

Deepdrillest Dreaflos
By Circuvico ©2007 All rights reserved to Circuvico

Inwhole ofda deepdrillest dreaflos
Thouwull discower neothings
Datwull surpribooand frigannform
Uvery mucso datou wullgowish
Ona Solargasproducer

Yonasa wullgrowin ifou leistevrytymo
Cosoutoounchw tobothas
Bettoffsewkniteth sweetrouspocketers

Giasstomps allova terrameas
Beeasrung a flouuer
Adamseve goioffenstheo witheir diguestiof fruofadendrointhecento ofgardedeus forbundentabi
Eternusully Bialighy

Theo isane falsitydan eusturrabit whshoid weabelievas?
Floating butterflies of nature
Oras gibbyesh ofa yesheh?

Virgil
09-27-2007, 06:52 AM
Oh, what happened to the other poem that was just there, the one in english? I liked that.

Circuvico
09-27-2007, 06:54 AM
Virgil

Everything Universe
By Circuvico © 2007 All rights reserved to Circuvico

Don't you feel microsquashed in the macrogoogleplexed universe?
We are earthly Narcissists
Failing to have notions beyond our superstitions
Believing "We Alone Are Blest of God's Heave'"
When there are glorious stars staring our silly beliefs
In the eyes

That this universe is no paradise nor it is hell
Doesn't praise, doesn't condemn
No favourites for real

Observe the glory of it
It simply is
Stare at the grandness of it

The Ultimate Beauty
It simply is
The Ultimate Reality

Be and All
All will envelop our lives
There and here all

It has outlasted Dinosaurity
It will outlast humanity
It will outlast transhumanity
It will outlast theohumanity
It won't outlast everythiny

Crumbling planets
Disappearing stars
Vaporising pulsars
Deluminating quasars
Weakening blackholes

Gone for eeeeeeeeverrrrrrrrr!

Virgil
09-27-2007, 07:06 AM
Thanks, yes, i really like this one. I like the word play and language. What a good stanza this is:

Don't you feel microsquashed in the macrogoogleplexed universe?
We are earthly Narcissists
Failing to have notions beyond our superstitions
Believing "We Alone Are Blest of God's Heave'"
When there are glorious stars staring our silly beliefs
In the eyes
"blest of God's heave" is notable.

And I liked this one too:

It has outlasted Dinosaurity
It will outlast humanity
It will outlast transhumanity
It will outlast theohumanity
It won't outlast everythiny

Haha, "Dinosaurity," a sense of wit and humor too. :)

I'm not sure the way you spell "ever" in the last line adds anything. But a witty and enjoyable poem. Thanks. :)

Circuvico
09-27-2007, 07:13 AM
Thanks- I think humour is extremely important in my writing and others. If the most serious writing didn't have a flash of humour, I probably wouldn't have coped with reading it and finished it.

I had to make the ending a villanelle also my grandad loved to spell it everything an 'everythiny'. :)

Loved my grandad I did. :D I probably coined a couple new uses of word prefixes there in that poem.

Virgil
09-27-2007, 07:15 AM
Thanks- I think humour is extremely important in my writing and others. If the most serious writing didn't have a flash of humour, I probably wouldn't have coped with reading it and finished it.

I had to make the ending a villanelle also my grandad loved to spell it everything an 'everythiny'. :)

Loved my grandad I did. :D I probably coined a couple of word prefixes there in that poem.
Did you say you were 18 years old? You seem very skilled in writing for your age. :thumbs_up I look forward to seeing more. :)

Circuvico
09-27-2007, 07:17 AM
Virgil,

Ooops, I thought you meant the way I spelt everything. Never mind. The reason that I added everrrrr was to sneak a reference to South Islanders's old habit of rolling their r. Hi Cantabrians and Christchurchers!

Yes. What's more, if you saw my fav 20th Century writers post in this forum, you'd suffer from an aneurysm.

Virgil
09-27-2007, 07:23 AM
Virgil,

Ooops, I thought you meant the way I spelt everything. Never mind. The reason that I added everrrrr was to sneak a reference to South Islanders's old habit of rolling their r. Hi Cantabrians and Christchurchers!


Oh OK, if you have a reason like that.



Yes. What's more, if you saw my fav 20th Century writers post in this forum, you'd suffer from an aneurysm.
I'll have to go look.

Circuvico
09-27-2007, 07:33 AM
Nevermind

ampoule
09-27-2007, 08:53 AM
Welcome Circuvico. I am going to enjoy this little nook.

Circuvico
09-27-2007, 10:51 PM
Prophecies Follies Fools Geniuses
By Circuvico © 2007 all rights reserved to Circuvico

Every genius is both an eccentric and outcasts of today's thought later a seer and sibyl of tomorrow's mind
They walk around proclaiming there is a better way they are silenced
Beeboos fly free geniuses doesn't not ever never will till their confirmed time
The time come they are accepted a long a way a time a stream constructed of important moments

Yes indeed; You must learn and think you could be a genius like these magnificellent people of
Which I proclaim of this message for I live before the greatest of fools and geniuses’ time
I am a lone seer among many of this much tolled upon future time with my writings
I am hoping that I will be right wrong about what I said
Prophets are consmen Seers are bull****ters sibyls are fibbers

They will muddle the waters of dialogues with wild speculations and even wilder facts
Sadnesses and happinesses will be both thrown around as the next fads roll around
Wisdom will sigh teach sigh sticking till the conflagration of fools and geniuses

Now I will tell you about what a fool is
A fool is who decides to follow hollow promises
To hell with his ruinous neglected wiseness
Like the Old Tragedies he is blind to what is happening
O can I choke this fool into reason?

Longsuffering patience will be the grand virtue indeed in these futures
Prophecies are often self fulfilled
Like loonies will think nothing to fulfill such silly prophecies
Like vanity of vainests

I tell thee I hope you fools are pleased when you see your world in pain all cause you read these dusty tomes literall and says “This is the holies of holys”
The reason I write like a seer looney because the world is a prophecy junkie
Aryyyh! One truck of sand is not enough for this world… It wants two now

Heralding of cries wailing the illreason sadness of it all but there is hope
CAN Hope TRULY
Ease of hope universally wired into men’s minds

It will sort it outself
All the fools gone and wisdom reigns and it will deign to stamp poor ideas out
I won’t be so scathing in my writing if you fools will learn your lessons
About your tripe, stupidness and assholish words