Welcome to Cerulean Nocturne, an experimental poetry blog. You will find manual writings of invented language here. Delve in and undergo a journey behind the oblique mask of formality. Discover brand new forms of poetry. Associate your own hidden meaning from these Rorschach texts. Dare to plumb the depths. (Awl poured seas sub decked to pain and coffee rights belong exhumed and free circa twenty fifteen to the Scribblenaught.) Winsome tale. Luzum mind.

December 13, 2006

TOMB PORTENT



Howdie spearin thudarken runey
Howdie maked totether
Inwist follies a-braided brethers
orahad taley fourfeathers. Thus

tory was tomb portent. Trawladaddy
lo & hearken toothen so rarities so rine
dragum under scalesry flecting sin king mosaic
squalled out hinter doomladens laid down

by Winslow's slowry winding downel oating
grid pick sills assume bulled trans lou scented
across cores escapement burr heed waywordness
sickle diving lest pursuits wrap up hearth comforts home

wards awayest and awash in dried mists on stone steps
scarseeded in deft winward grazes seized an ink
drealm warded abjunct off a wall of sleep
built stricturely for two sleepercells with

the same brain. auld odditer. curen't count
four serenades. addled the vest offim.
ant hoods, no? Seemly faintered the taught.
Iggorums wide on the wake, sayed themmers.

Bostly missed. Anday couldn't stare.
Stardoms could not unbe. Freighsure wilted.
And his story curdled in the sink




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