Scar(red)borough Fair

Written for:  dVerse Poets-Quadrille #22   (posted by whimsygizmo) “Scar”

Use it as a verb, noun, or adjective (scarred). Go deep and dark with it, or lighten it up with a little word play or a hyphen:
scar-let becomes a color
scar-city becomes something else entirely

Play with parentheses:
to give it a double meaning.

Play around with it, and have some fun. Just make sure to include some variation of the word scar, and write a poem that is exactly 44 words long (not including the title.)

Forty-five days
at Scar(red)borough Fair
’twas all I had
with my love.
Rosemary and I sampled fare,
sipped forbidden wine.
Knew she was mine;
I studied her eyes
of sage.

He played harp,
won her heart. Gone
was my lady fair.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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26 Responses to Scar(red)borough Fair

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    I LOVE this! And that glass of (red). So, so SO clever!


  2. Now I have Simon and Garfunkel playing in my head.


  3. I was going to go here but then didn’t. What’s that about great minds?


  4. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Love those eyes of sage! ❤️


  5. lillian says:

    oh …. smiling I am with my second cup of Joe this morning. One of my favorite songs of all time. How clever to have this come to mind with this prompt. Loving this…. 🙂


  6. frankhubeny says:

    Some romances don’t last long. I liked all the uses of “fair” and “fare” in the quadrille.


  7. Grace says:

    I specially like: I studied her eyes
    of sage.

    This was a sad tale but I love the entire narration ~


  8. This is such a sad story. It always amazes me how much story can be told in only 44 words.

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  9. I like this different take on the prompt. 🙂


  10. A lovely take on the prompt and I too had to think of the song.


  11. Oh, lovely playing with the old song!


  12. Wonderful…was the harp player called Parsley perhaps?


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