The Spoonbill Generator

Lest We Forge Unwitting Jubilation

These brinks on which we teeter       [Roland ]

These ledges where we stand       [TG ]

This precipice, all green and gray       [Roland ]

Which never sees the light of day       [TG ]

Where darkness has been banned       [Roland ]

We dedicate to Peter       [TG ]

This never-ending plain       [Roland ]

This steppe without a stair       [TG ]

This wasteland, wrought from ice and snow       [Roland ]

Where even sunshine dares not go       [TG ]

No more the earth, nor air       [Roland ]

We give to honour Jane       [TG ]

Envoi       [Roland ]

Earth has not anything to show more fair       [(trad) ]

Than families who certain surnames bear       [Roland ]

This verse we offer to the family Clare       [TG ]

Contributors: Roland, TG, (trad).
Poem finished: 15th March 2007 by olaf.