Scarborough Fair Poem by Paul Reed

Scarborough Fair

Rating: 4.2

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine"

Simon & Garfunkel

Somewhere within the dark confines,

Behind the flapping doors,

Set wriggling on it's tramway lines

The Ghost Train goes it's way once more;

The carousel whirls round and round

With painted ponies bucking and careering,

Set to the shrieks and screaming sounds

The grind of Victorian engineering;

In the corner the old penny arcade

Spring loaded buttons send ball bearings flying,

Timber cases proud though they fade

Memories of days never dying;

How precious the time, how fleeting spent

That Sunday with it's pleasures rare

How wonderful to be at that event

That afternoon at Scarborough Fair.

Scarborough Fair
Monday, April 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: family day
Bernard F. Asuncion 12 May 2018

Dear Paul, such a great well penned poem of the day... congrats for being chosen... huge 10+++

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Robert Murray Smith 12 May 2018

Congratulations. An imaginative write with great imagery.++10

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Akhtar Jawad 12 May 2018

The Ghost Train goes it's way once more; A beautiful poem well supported by a picture. Congrats!

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Chandan Dey 12 May 2018

How wonderful to be at that event/That afternoon at Scarborough Fair.. A wonderful loving retrospective. Thank you very much for sharing your thought with us. Chandan

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Kim Barney 12 May 2018

A fun poem, Paul. Congrats on having it chosen as MPOD. I love listening to Simon and Garfunkel.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 12 May 2018

A hunting expression has been made on Scarborough fair. Beautiful poem. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 May 2018

She was once a true love of mine! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Muzahidul Reza 12 May 2018

rosemary, thanks for sharing the poem with us

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