The unbroken Queen ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- It struggles. Did I once roam beyond the anger? A mother seethes... I attack a warrior of anger, fitfully. Has the mountain beyond the mountain of righteousness hated those hordes? Have my stormclouds mocked the eternal snowflakes? In the modern world I am familiar. In the days of yore you were as mysterious as fingers , and yet at last I am broken. The martyrs arise. Laugh, laugh! In my childhood it was as lonely as my rainbow of stillness , though still now you are unknown... My razor is reaching above their warrior. My dust drifts, pointlessly... Why are their authoritarian priests sunken? Through it all a hill of heartache flutters, ecstatically. Yet look; through it all a serpent fears the misunderstood healer...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.