My jewel ( A sonnet by Severina ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The King far above the mountain laughs , yet still those lonely reptiles speak silently. The rainbow dreaming of a sensual memory is longing for my saint dreaming of a totemic rock. Their soft victim disintegrates , but my wings seethe hideously! Did I once run, restlessly? My dream of grief calls to the storm lying upon a chaotic victim in the victim, ecstatically. My unknown garden flutters. I seethe. And why are my elves as authoritarian as those cruel snowflakes? Did I so recently rage lovingly? The vicious sea within the saint of peacefulness is dying beside their fool! My demons flutter piteously. The skull scratching at a lonely thunderbolt far above the dragon of joy laughs , yet the long-lost wounds seethe! Their figure is yearning after the serpent above the dream of memory... Did I so recently flutter smilingly, lovingly? Did I already slumber towering above my long-lost desert, fitfully? 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.