Sonnet with no Filter

I fear no podium or crowds’ embrace

I speak with fluid grace and heavy thought

I carry courage and a welcome face

I  aim for stars higher than any sought.

I am most home on a diamond of dirt

I grab the pearl of ivory so pure

I grasp the bat - scent of tar on my shirt

I play this game; I’m sure it needs no tour.

I write to please the angels in my heart

I know now that words liberate the mind

I use them to heal or pierce like a dart

I use them to make smile those so kind.

Great am I - speaker, athlete, and poet

Great with no filter - and now I show it.