The Dancing Girl

The Dancing Girl

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

I walked on down to the travelling show
Thinking to take a ride,
When the barker said, in a voice so low
‘There’s a Dancing Girl inside.’
He opened the flap of the crimson tent
And he tried to wave me in,
I said I didn’t know what he meant,
He replied, ‘What price for sin?’

I said I wanted to take a ride
Not look at a Dancing Girl,
There were plenty down at the local club
In my easy, sleazy world.
‘There’s not a thing she could teach me now
For I’ve seen it all before.’
He said, ‘This girl is the Jezebel
Who performed for Kings, and more.’

I waved him off and I carried on
In my search for a thrilling ride,
And spent the evening whirling, twirling
Over the countryside,
But as I turned to travel on home
I passed by the crimson tent,
And the barker opened the flap again
To see if I would relent.

It must have been curiosity
For I turned and went inside,
Into its darkened depths I went
To flatter his wounded pride,
There was eastern music playing low
And I heard a woman wail,
Kneeling in front of an altar there
And the name inscribed was ‘Baal.’

She heard me there, and got to her feet,
And danced like an ancient rhyme,
But underneath the paint on her face
Was the ravage of endless time,
Gold and silver glittered and gleamed
From the very little she wore,
With chains and bracelets jangling as
She danced around, like a w***e.

She pressed her body against me then
And jabbered some foreign tongue,
The only word that I thought I heard
Was the one on the altar, One!
The barker stood in the entranceway
And she muttered his name, aloud,
She said Ahab, and I thought to run
He stood in the way, and bowed.

She pushed me up to the altar then
And tried to force me to kneel,
I thought of the Bible story, and
My skin had crawled at her feel,
I fought her off, and pushed her away
The man she called Ahab scowled,
And as I left by the flap of the tent
The dogs by the entrance howled.

David Lewis Paget

© 2017 David Lewis Paget


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Didn't expect the ending to this one!

Posted 1 Year Ago


I was hypnotised with this one....what a scary experience!!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Very scary and intriguing story.

Posted 7 Years Ago


A very interesting tale my friend. Those dangerous places and dancing girls. Temptation and danger for the weak in the heart. Nice ending to the amazing tale my friend.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


Always a pleasure Mr. Paget, you always tell a tall tale on your narratives. Living in Vegas got me smiling on this piece, can relate much ;) and your endings are always riveting. Very Cool, EG.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

More than he bargained for, our lad here.
Just goes to show - curiosity nearly killed this cat.
I think personally, I'd have been in like Flynn to see the dancing girl and ended up a sacrificial lamb to old Baal.
Another cracker DLP.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Interesting write and rhymes well. Two questions, was it the old age lines on her face that turned him away? What was the one word on the altar? Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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