Another day going through old files on my computer and discarding some of the rubbish that has accumulated. I came across a poem about Oxford that I wrote a while ago and thought it may be worth posting to see if there is any feedback. Yesterday was also a little out of the ordinary as I published my second book "Three of a Kind" on Kindle. It's three short stories and quite different in nature to my first Kindle book "Reflections Tall Stories and Short Poems". Anyhow try my poem and see what you think.

Oxford

By

David Higgins

I can almost see Oxford from here

Dreaming Spires lazy picnics cloudy beer

Eights on the Thames rowing as one

Students in punts just having fun

Willow strokes leather around the Parks

Retire to the pub for high jinks and larks

Bicycles leaning against college walls

Sightseeing parties obstructing the Broad.

I can almost see Oxford from here

Clean-cut athletes on cinders appear

The starters gun fires to signal the off

Straight down to business for eager young Toffs

Ibbotson sets the pace Bannister sits poised

He wins in sub four listen to the noise

History was made on the Iffley road track

The standard was set no going back.

I can almost see Oxford from here

The Izigonis revolution is near

Tired models and staid old designs

Choking life from the factory lines

Enter the Mini cool funky and fun

Bright colours turn heads of both old and the young

It’s had a face-lift or two in its time

Larger more comfy than old ones of mine.

I can almost see Oxford from here

Fans rise to their feet and cheer

Ron Atkinson Tony Jones Maurice Kyle

Use a mixture of brute force and guile

To dash Blackburn’s cup dreams once more

Division one side are ousted by four

Dreams of Wembley were quickly dashed

Preston North End and Kendal saw to that.

I can see Oxford from here

Mist that descended has cleared

Cars still roll from assembly lines

Foreign owned but never mind

United have moved from the old Manor Ground

To the Kassam stadium with seats all around

Dark Blue sportsmen play hard but fair

Forging bonds that in business later they’ll share

Colleges still attract the cream of the crop

Brilliant young minds who strive for the top.