The Nudist Beach
A preconception in my mind
Of a nudist beach in the sun
Men of pervy persuasion
Roam the sands
Eyes behind dark glasses
Men with their dangly bits
A display of exhibitionism?
A desire to be seen?
A legalised flasher with no coat
Or a haven of nature
Being free
However I was curious
What would it really be like?
To sunbathe completely starkers
My bare body blessed by the sun
Ideal content to write about
Or a humorous poem indeed
So I pack up my towel
A thermos of tea, iPod, spare bikini
Just in case I chicken out
As I walk into the car park
Towards the entrance and the unknown
My footsteps start to slow
Can I really do this?
Strip off naked and relax
Bare my boobs and stretch marks
Not to mention my sensitive bits
I take a deep breath and march in
With body issues my whole life
Ii feel quite sick inside
This is no longer curiosity
It seems more like therapy
As I walk along a crowded beach
All different kinds of people i see
All with no clothes on
But smiling, happy, carefree
I walk a little further
Find a quiet spot
Lay my town down facing the sun
I sit down and wriggle out of my clothes
Trying to be inconspicuous
I don't want to be noticed
Maybe I will blend in?
I lay on my towel
Stiff as a board
Rigid with fear
I still have my sunglasses on
Hiding behind the blackened lens
People walk past
They don't notice me
Because here I'm the same as everyone else
Your status in life not important
Just normal people having fun
A day on the beach like any other
Playing bat and ball
Everything bouncing
They do not care
They are happy and free
Confident and proud
Happy in the skin they're in
We are all equal
Embracing nature
I start to relax
Stretch marks and flabby bits
All my flaws bared
But suddenly I don't care
No one is ogling me
I am anonymous and I like
No more body issues
Self-hatred and self-harm
No more hang ups
I am free from those chains
Which bound me for many years
No longer do I worry
During the hot long summer months
Finding a quiet spot is always easy
Plenty of room for everyone
Bathers respecting your space
Too far away to see anything close
Public but still private
So if nudists are all perverts
Does that make me one too?
I'm just a normal person
But I love the feeling of being free
At one with nature
Like when I was born
No clothes to hinder me
I am now free
Naked and proud
Copyright © Sarah Bryant | Year Posted 2015
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