Vexillum

VEXILLUM angel stood disconnected once-white spikes muddy scarlet as if an escutcheon drowned his form disbanded his blade dumped damaged discarded discernments cast downward with edges shifting, doubted mercifulness oriflamme yearning whilst every ward defied 3rd Place contest winner Written: July 28, 2022 NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable. A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brian Strand