The Poetry Corner

Bravura

By Paul Cameron Brown

Memory as embankment, a mudslide at High Tide with shades up... my avocado green brethren pleasures the soil. Memory as enchantment a Belle at a Soiree, pureed, Gaston at a Dinner Party. Napanee suggests sympathy, a serendipity... as water winders its way to clay in a moonlight turn of the bottle, I shall find a way. that's ironclad.