Calling


Enough said
said the poet,
being true to the street

He had a long week of living
on the stairs,
at his friends house

He is a person beat and down
but in progress

He came to Gothenburg with his hopes up,
sending out food working as a cook

and all the guests loving it,
and he aswell,
loving sending out great food

Now he is living in a hostel
his parents worrying sick
'cause he likes to drink, he likes the feel
of freedom ,

now he spends the night, sleeping well,
but in the heart he hears
the world





Poetry by Ivan R
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Written on 2013-05-13 at 03:27

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A brilliant interpretation of the life of a poet, so much like a gypsy but without the band. I can relate and I enjoyed reading this very much.
2014-01-10


Morning Star
A very interesting reflection on the life of a poet. Different and unique, and so well written.
2013-06-16


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2013-05-26


StillHoppin The PoetBay support member heart!
I rather enjoyed this! You get a clear picture of the artist and his heart. Nicely done.
2013-05-14


Commentally Ill
i'm pretty sure i know him. tall guy, right, with a permanent limp from sleeping on the aforementioned stairs? great cook, horrible kisser. (just don't tell him i said so...) :p

:)
2013-05-13



Wild at heart... I love it.
2013-05-13



There is an indefinable quality to your poetry that makes me think of the German poet Georg Trakl. Your choice of words, repeated refrains, etc., leaves all sorts of interpretations.

William
2013-05-13


Hans Bump
Best line is the last one. It brings together all the others both emotionally and in the piece's format
2013-05-13