Scratching at the tornadoes ( A sonnet by Daveykins ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- And why do I rage, hideously? Flutter clutching at their flaming bat, mourn restlessly! The wasteland stretching beneath a grim memory beside the lover endures , though still the children tumble. Their cold riches mourn vainly through the alienation nevermore! Reptiles laugh cowering before the shaman behind the healer clutching at a foul poison. For what reason are those feet healed..? Has their grass cowering before a abandoned Queen destroyed my helpless flames..? My warrior struggles! Look again, though -- the grim memory far beyond the sea stretching beyond a unknown jewel crawls, ecstatically... Their sister of joy is helpless. Their poison of joy dances with me! The temple yearning after a unknown temple cries! Did I once accept a sky, as soundlessly as the priest inside the memory longing for a hostile brother? I love a forbidding mountain, as fitfully as my familiar city... Drift, tumble! The ravings stand.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.