Debellatio

white flag
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Don’t expect me to be light when I
carry your shadows; dusky wraiths
soldered to viscous insides.
 

Don’t expect me to be white when my
canvas is black; scarlet ridged,
and spattered with Clogau gold.
 

Don’t expect me to be right when I am
left with wrongs; tattered and scraped
to my battle-knifed knees.
 

Don’t expect me to fight when I have
already lost; ensigns hauled,
flag long surrendered.
 
 

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One response to “Debellatio

  1. Frank Mills

    Don’t expect me to be light when I
    carry your shadows;

    Beautiful beginning. What does the title mean, apart from? Longer poems please. Gorgeous language and a longer narrative. .

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