All the fun of the fair
the noise, the smells, the spills
the fear – that wheel soars  high,
but I want to go there.


Clanking dodgems crash
and grind, provoking squeals
from inept drivers
taking revenge


Candy floss beards
sticky little hands
roll pennies down a slot to lose
and tears roll down  cheeks.


Swaggering beer-fuelled boastful blokes
pick up lethal weapons
to fire at and miss the targets,
failing to win the teddy bear.


Games of chance and games of skill
carousel horses and what you will
mud and squalor but beauty still –
that’s the fun of the fair.

A rather uimaginative contribution to Gay Reiser Cannon’s delicious prompt for dVerse Meeting the Bar.   Some poets have come out of the two months of poem a day challenges writing out of their skins.  I am not one of them.


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17 Responses to Snapshots

  1. Sumana Roy says:

    such enjoyable lines..


  2. Oh yes, that’s the fun of the fair! Well captured.


  3. Mary says:

    You have captured all the fun of the fair, Viv! I love the smells, the tastes, but I can do without the fears. Smiles. And, if you can believe it, I have never tried my hand at winning a teddy bear!!

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  4. Glenn Buttkus says:

    So very spot on for the fair moments, giving us the poet’s eye view of the smells, sights, & folks who gather there, at the fair, if they had the fare to travel there. Big county & state fairs are part Car shows, carnivals, rodeos, & new merchandise shows, punctuated by gardeners & BBQ sellers; this conglomerate of all rolled up onto one spot for a week or so; a big deal. Loved your take on it.

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  5. Bishop says:

    First one of the mix on this prompt where I heard the calliope playing (a memory of the Golden Horseshoe City Fair I attended as a youth). Awesome work to have a poem pull melodymemory out of my brain.


  6. You capture the magic in your inimitable way. I was taken there – so much to see and do at the fair!

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  7. tigerbrite says:

    You describe the fair just as I remember it:)


  8. billgncs says:

    I loved fairs as a kid, and still do.


  9. Oh yeah it did get nasty when it rained. Forgot about those few times. My fav of course cotton candy. So nicely put together just flowed right through. Like a wave.


  10. Reminds me of my childhood.

    If you’re poemed out, take a break 🙂


  11. I love the beer blokes competing for a teddy bear.. just the type of craziness I would expect from a fair..


  12. brian miller says:

    you capture a bit of the fun and chaos that is the fair….i remember cleaning up the day after a fair once….the magic was gone and there was mud and tons of trash…

    take a deep breath…ha…that is why i have not done them the last couple years


  13. Sabio Lantz says:

    Fun picture poem — stirred great memories. Well done


  14. Misky says:

    Loved the first one, Viv.


  15. MarinaSofia says:

    I know what you mean by ‘all written out’ – I find participating in challenges like that sucks me dry of inspiration too.
    However, I do like your contribution – short, sharp, evocative enumeration of the trials and tribulations of the fairs – but also what makes them childishly fun!


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