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.

April 11, 2007

ORBUS





War blessed
these grounds.

Spirit carried
us away in
secrecy.

Sacrificed
children flower
into the universe,
an atom.

Choosing
not to be,
an agnostic
heresy is
invoked.

Flowing
poison
of eggs
laid in
an eye
socket.






1 comment:

  1. poison, yes. sweet as the flower, mean as mother. good good.

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