Scared Glory

I walk a mile along the shore
sand sliding between my toes,
there are people about
jumping up and down
diving in cool waters
or baking beneath the summer Sun
I nod or smile and walk on by
clad in all my drab
I get some smiles or the odd looks back
won’t blame the strangers or their thinking I’m mad
to cover from neck down
I walk some more and find a secluded patch
and plant myself upon my back
I shall wait as long as it takes
to taste the salty seas and feel the waves
– but not while the beach is crowded even with one other soul
So patient I become till the gentle Moon comes
and one by one I’m left all alone,
and there in the twilight, though colder it may be
I shed my cover and reveal my scared body
and with much glee I run down to the surf
and indulge in a night-time glory
and for few minutes not worry
about the world seeing me the way I don’t want to be seen.
For a moment, I am alone – with the world at my feet despite all my scared glory.

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I'm a writer of stories I'd love to read. I dream of being a best-selling author one day, but don't we all? I'd also love to work as a scriptwriter in Hollywood. Dreams that seem impossible really, but I'm gutsy/dumb enough to try. l love all things paper and pen. Believe me, I collect them. I write novels, poems and scripts. I paint. I have two Kindle novels, In Strange Company, and Charming Mr. Stewart on Amazon.com Follow me and my progress on my blog, www.papermashed.com, on Twitter @evacharya, Facebook 'Author/Filmmaker- Eva Acharya', and sign up for my email.

12 thoughts on “Scared Glory”

      1. I shall prepare my essay forthwith. I took a lot more, of course. That’s just what I wanted to say.

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      2. I was thinking of a blog post analyzing your poem, actually.

        A thesis is a bit long. And I no longer need credits.;)

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      3. Me and my big mouth. Once I say I will do something I do it or die failing. So far no fails.;)

        I’m stubborn like that. Tomorrow then. I have to do a Boylan, and other random things that need updating.

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      4. Oh no. No calling me out with the “that’s all you got” comment, then backtracking when I say I will write an epic blog post to last the ages.

        I shall think on this one and confound and astound and mystify so do not cry about what confronts you and your masked eyes.;)

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