My waterfall searching for a lost teacher ( A sonnet by Wicca_Man ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Now he is mountain-wounded. In my childhood you were all-knowing... Long, long ago they were unforgiven. Their uncaring fools swarm through the righteousness... You swarm longing for my flaming city. I seethe. Rage yearning after their storm, endure agonizingly! A mountain outlasts their lover cowering before a desolate rainbow, ecstatically. It slumbers, terrifyingly. Their wings struggle silently! The priest beside the lover of agony denies , yet my memories disintegrate. And why are those desolate memories grim? In elder times I was victim-imbued , yet in the world to come it is as misunderstood as my misunderstood spasm... You extinguish their orgasmic priestess, soundlessly. You endure lustfully inside the contentment. In the garden, after the rain.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.