Bogdonavitch

Standing on top of Bogdonavitch park in San Pedro wishing I could escape.....

Bogdonavitch

 

 

I stood at the top

Only the Sun was higher

There were a few scattered souls,

Milling about

But my main companion was emptiness

The sea surrounded me

The harbor to the left

The Pacific to the right

The Sunbeams my spotlight

For I feel like a thespian, in a one man tragedy

I stretch my arms out wide,

To touch the wind

Hoping maybe I could fly

Maybe, I could have hugged a cloud and

Said hi to Jesus

I dropped my head again,

Peering at the LA harbor

The cranes didn’t know my existence

The harbor seemed like a wide, vast moat

Maybe-if I get a running start

I could have jumped my way to freedom.

Reviews

[Linear]

I tend to recall similar feelings long ago of a need to escape this solitary ecosystem called life, but then I realised that None of us can ever be truely free, for we are prisoners of laws not of man's making, so I went home and drank a cup......enjoyed :0)

[Emily B]

reminds me of someone . . . someone whose words I respect

[Gitana Deneff]

I like the "running start" phrase. I don't know why.

[Sarah Hobbit]

I really like this poem. it has sad pretty pictures.
Well done
Sarah :-)

[Bone and Brine]

Beautiful.

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Lonely, deep, and sad. Very thought provoking, yet a good write

[Mauricio Montoya]

nice work!

[Kimmee Jean]

I actually don't like this piece. Yes, it was well written and gives great visual I personally is not a fan. For me, its the subject for personal reasons. But the structure and the wording and visuals, it was great.

[Gomer LePoet]

This is cool. at first I thought this was gonna be about the famous Serbian film producer, but that starts with Bog not Bag. Emptiness can be a wonderful companion if that is what we were looking for, not so good when forced.

[M Garcia]

great poem