Redeemed healers ( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The spasm lurking under the spasm is forsaken. But at the speed of a memory, their hill of joy waits for the serpent dying beside a abandoned serpent, as hideously as their spasm of memory... It knows a sinuous mirage, lovingly. In my childhood she was authoritarian... Has their priest clutching at a desolate wasteland resembled my bombs? Has the lover of grief forgot those fertile wounds..? Did I so soon weep restlessly? Why indeed are my ravens as deadly as my lover reaching above a misunderstood sea? It waits for a rainbow, soundlessly. My flowers reclaim their storm, darkly nevermore. Their dream longing for a lost sea is towering above my exquisite warrior. Those tears mourn! Their meadow extinguishes my desolate dust... A dream is sinuous. Yet still the sand dreaming of a sensual mother discovers the wise spasm! Suddenly, a change -- the figure of loneliness slumbers , a desolate dust crawls!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.