Scarborough Fair Poem by Paul Reed
Scarborough Fair
"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.
Congratulations. An imaginative write with great imagery.++10
The Ghost Train goes it's way once more; A beautiful poem well supported by a picture. Congrats!
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
A fun poem, Paul. Congrats on having it chosen as MPOD. I love listening to Simon and Garfunkel.
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.
She was once a true love of mine! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Dear Paul, such a great well penned poem of the day... congrats for being chosen... huge 10+++