Sonnet for My Bard, My Heart


I knew a man long ago
And saw the Bard within.
But he was incarcerated.
Cased 'neath a ceiling
Society had built.
And, although I saw
His Spirit....move
beneath the surface,
of the man I adored...
he was unable to break free.

Time...marches...on.
And the wiser souls
Grow...
Evolve....
Learn.
And Discover who They really are.

Decades later...

I knew a man from long ago
And Still I saw the Bard within.
But,...no longer incarcerated.
But Liberated.
Unchained - He had broken
That glass ceiling
Society had built.
His Spirit spoke to Me
In prose...
I felt his Spirit move.
I saw that Spirit now On the Surface
of the Man I Adore.....

He is Free...
And His endearing heart
Is open to Mine.
Unknown "Gypsy" Loyal - 16 years, 8 months, 20 days ago