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Playing Dangerously

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With his laughing black eyes

He was a devil in disguise.

He took my hand

And, man oh man,

He led me on

Into the blue beyond!

I sold my soul

For pieces of gold.

I was so blind

Till the scales fell from my eyes.

When I look back in time

‘Twas like playing on the railway line.

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©DGA 25 November 2011 05:34

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Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people!

28 thoughts on “Playing Dangerously

  1. Infatuation is a Devil’s disciple. It can make a desert seem an eden.

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  2. A nice piece.

    I particularly the line “Till the scales fell from my eyes.” 😉

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  3. …playing on the railway line … dangerous like falling in love.

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  4. Some sell it for pieces of tin or brass

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  5. ouch, who hasn’t been there. you capture it so well.

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  6. i lived a few years of that dance…and lived to tell the tale, though just barely…

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  7. That is very thought provoking!

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  8. The light at the end of the tunnel was,,, the train..Very well said Denise.

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  9. Well put, Denise.
    As one who has played on railway lines, we could always tell when a train was coming, because the lines used to “sing”, for quite a while before the train arrived, by which time we were well out of harm’s way. (And the lines weren’t electric!)
    I imagine you got no such kind of warning.!

    John

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    • Thanks, John. No warning at all, but it’s only in hindsight that I realised the danger… (teenagers always assume they are immune to harm, lol!)

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  10. Well-told!
    And some people play on that railway line wearing earmuffs.

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  11. Great poem: I echo everyone else’s comments: supreme drama 🙂

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  12. Excellent. Dangerous men make us do dangerous things. This reads like a blues song. Love it!

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  13. It does read like a song – good one adeeyoyo (dangerous men are always best left in the past – haha)

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    • Nice if someone buys the rights – hmmm? Exciting at the time, but then it wears off, Gabe. I love your new avatar. Seems like you have a miniature frog farm! They’re so sweet!

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  14. nice poem…we’ve all been through this i guess.Things you know you’ll regret later on but then also you do it.

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