LUST

LUST

A Poem by Peter Rogerson
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Driven by lust for long years it's refreshing to find love

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He was a nonsense on the wing,

A fluttering wayward teasing thing,

A verbal kind of yellow bird,

A solitary little word…


He was the song we used to sing,

A scintillating bit of bling,

A lonely knight upon the shore,

Meaning less and saying more…


He was the prayer we used to pray,

The nonsense words we’d cheaply say,

The tales an arcane jester tells,

His teasing tinkling troubled bells…


He was the dark before the dawn,

Herald of a jewelled morn,

The coat the peachy maiden wore,

The savage hasty words she swore…


His was the sweat that used to flow

In rivers as her face might glow,

Lust masquerading for a time

Half a hope and half a rhyme…


Then, when the silly years are past

And lust lies dead at lonely last

His waste a thing to look upon,

We thank our love that he is gone…



© 2016 Peter Rogerson



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This is a brilliant way to write about a much-covered topic. It's an exquisite blend of straightforward slightly-prettied-up raunch with an elevated tone of Elizabethan here & there. It's just the weirdest combination I've ever read, but I love it. Every word & phrase is creatively crafted & some are mind-blowing: "teasing tinkling troubled bells" . . . "the dark before the dawn" . . . & much more. Perfect rhyme & rhythm, too.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Peter Rogerson

1 Year Ago

I posted this some time ago, along with a few other poems I've written over the years.



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A wild and interesting tale in the poetry. I liked the flow of thoughts leading to honest ending. Thank you Peter for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 2 Months Ago


Actually your concept of 'lust' sounds quite playful, unlike the way 'lust' is sometimes portrayed. But I am very glad 'the silly years', are past. And of course, that you have Love to thank for it. Your poem flows nicely, has unstilted rhymes, and I like the colour!

Posted 4 Months Ago


Peter Rogerson

4 Months Ago

Lust is like a school friend we grow away from as we mature, but still remember with a kind of affec.. read more
Lust is a strong desire of a sexual nature that is based on physical attraction. However, lust can transform into deep romantic love, but it usually takes time. By the looks of your poetically penned revelation - you discovered this fact! :-)

Posted 4 Months Ago


I have no words.....my voice is in my awe. Strong imagery with superb musicality! Well done!

Posted 5 Months Ago


That was a fun happy hoppy dance, so many catchy little phrases to express all that is experienced in a life.. i shall be reading more of you.. write on..

Posted 9 Months Ago


This is a brilliant way to write about a much-covered topic. It's an exquisite blend of straightforward slightly-prettied-up raunch with an elevated tone of Elizabethan here & there. It's just the weirdest combination I've ever read, but I love it. Every word & phrase is creatively crafted & some are mind-blowing: "teasing tinkling troubled bells" . . . "the dark before the dawn" . . . & much more. Perfect rhyme & rhythm, too.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Peter Rogerson

1 Year Ago

I posted this some time ago, along with a few other poems I've written over the years.
Favourite line was "Meaning less but saying more" ... I thoroughly enjoyed this poem

Posted 1 Year Ago


A very fine poem. I like every bit of this Jewel. I shall come back to visit...:)...........

Posted 1 Year Ago


Peter Rogerson

1 Year Ago

You will be most welcome, Sami. Most of my output is in the realm of fiction.
Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

Ok. You are welcome. ....:::)))))
Fine meter, fine phrases,

'He was the prayer we used to pray, ..The nonsense words we’d cheaply say, The tales an arcane jester tells, ..His teasing tinkling troubled bells…'

For me, that ultimate stanza suggests that love is the reply to whatever precious, whereas lust is merely a stuttering answer. Perhaps!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We thank our love that he is gone indeed..you embarked me on a great picturesque journey and disembarked me at power of love..vividly and creatively expressed!

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Peter Rogerson
Peter Rogerson

Forest Town, Nottinghamshire, United Kingdom



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I am 74 years old, but as a single dad with four children that I had sole responsibility for I found myself driving insanity away by writing. At first it was short stories (all lost now, unfortunately.. more..

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