The Spoonbill Generator

Pestilent Ploughshares, Deficient Turnips

These latter-day halfwits, invading the turf [Surlaw]

And etching initials, on a passing snail, [Apsley]

In the praising shadows their achievements pale [Surlaw]

As, on the strand, we see the spumy surf [Apsley]

Disgorge an omen of distempered art [Surlaw]

It looks like Bacon's, but the hand's not his, [Apsley]

The crabbed descenders, the effete arcades [Surlaw]

The intricate pattern of darkness and shades [Shipp]

Foreshadowing some mirage of Cadiz [Surlaw]

Or something untoward - but it's a start. [Shipp]

Contributors: Surlaw, Apsley, Shipp.
Poem finished: 9th March 2003.