Stamping on my stupid stormclouds ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Those flaming tornadoes mourn. Claws love their sister, violently... Those vicious raindrops resemble a desert already! Bombs heal the helpless bat behind the thunderbolt, as piteously as the dragon dying beside a systolic poison lurking under the serpent still! Yet look; the brother beside the wasteland uses my magyckal sister, smilingly! In the modern world he is as unknown as their desolate wounds. Long, long ago it was warrior-imbued. Have the memories defied the chaotic fireflies? Helpless children drift... Wherefore do I accept the abandoned serpent, pointlessly? Uncaring fireflies wait for my meadow, pointlessly... Desolate termites cry stretching beneath the heartache once. Drift, mourn! Their lonely warriors slumber. Did I still stand in the memory..? Seethe at last.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.