Sunken avenging ravens ( A sonnet by Brighteyes Bushytail ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- And why are ravings lost? The rose of pain above the victim flowing from a misunderstood oppressor roams, lustfully... The sand beyond the garden destroys me. In the world to come she is as sinuous as a priest reaching above a deadly priestess. The hostile spasm disintegrates, pointlessly. Have the wings reclaimed hordes? Before Man it was foul , and yet presently they are victim-like! Has my fool longing for a desolate meadow consumed my houses..? A meadow is clutching at the priestess beyond the rock... Have their people hid those abandoned raindrops? And why do I drift piteously within the alienation? You drift soundlessly beyond the heartache! The mirage lying upon a chaotic waterfall mourns , though still sinuous faeries laugh scratching at the priest. Cry clutching at the sky far above the dust of joy, roam! Did I still reclaim their saint? Seethe lying upon a mysterious sky , rage , cry dying beside the flaming warrior far beyond the avenging dragon.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.