Comely I Am, And Calmly Am At Ease, With Fragrant Thoughts To Keep Me From Dis-Ease, Doing As I Please, Not At Least Dismayed...
Comely I am, and calmly am at ease,
With fragrant thoughts to keep me from dis-ease,
Doing as I please, not at least dismayed,
Yet sickness does the wicked mass pervade.
- Joshua Aaron Guillory
Saturday, March 27, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: victory
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
submitted by me on poemhunter.com 3 27 2021... dis-ease (and or disease) ... pervade (and or invade) ... not at least dismayed (not dismayed in the least and or nor at all) .... Yet sickness does pervade the wicked mass....