Lady Godiva (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

I hear hoof beats
coming through the cobbled street,
where a beautiful lady
rides her white horse nakedly,
with her hair waving in the breeze
and although unclad her long hair is everywhere
but tailor Tom is peeping at her
through the shutters of his house in Coventry,
before sudden blindness comes over him
and I wonder what got into her husband
to demand such a extraordinary thing,
before reducing taxes
but Leofric, the Earl of Mercia, was a strange man
and his wife very brave and not shy.

© Gert Strydom