A Pocket Full Of Posies

People would put posies in their pockets to keep the smell of death, at bay.

So much death drenched the inhabitants

The smell of rotting bodies

The smell of diseased breath

Fills the sickened air

Doctors are carrying posies in their beaks to mask the smell

To prevent getting the disease

But, more and more people

are seizing the disease

The smell of death in the air is getting sharper

The supply of posies is getting shorter

Some of the doctors did not live very long 

The remaining doctors

Are trying to take care of many people as the can, Including themselves

But, they can not save everyone

Reviews

[ern]

Yes I love reading about the black plague and this poem kind of puts you in the shoes of someone experiencing it around them.

[Winslow Des Totes]

A very sad topic and a very strong piece. There's a lot about the black plague that cannot be forgotten but this-this piece brings all of that home in a way I never thought to even think on before. Well done! Thought provoking pieces like this are my favorite and I think you did a great job of e

[PoeticSorcery]

dark and disturbing and very zombie-like, fun.

[GalaxyGhost]

Plague masks are creepy artifacts of the Bubonic Plague and learning about the posies is quite creepy, too. I love how one can almost smell the stench of the plague and get a sense of how disgusting it was in that situation.