Revised sonnet #1329
Prism Ollah Olleh Olluh split at strate
Of crystalline high rise in nano mode
The words of wizards which will elevate
Thus ordered bouncing dice hit ruby road
The parasol in revolution rate
Appeared to show a clock of spindle node
It spun top like it hummed to day and date
And sixty minutes sixty seconds ode
Hum I heard rise exuded by three spires
Words woven whirlwinds wound the stairs and lugs
To turbine bosses circling weather plugs
Inside each bells addressed the rings of shires
Pneumatic pistons pumps on sun soaked bricks
Adjusted clouds in resonating clicks
Chorus bricks chunks slabs