I walk over Magdalene
Bridge
Watching boats
tangled on the Isis
None can find a
way out
Yet smiling faces
all around
On into the heart
of Oxford now
It’s buildings old
and proud
So much these walls
have seen
Given intellectual
belief
A code for Morse
to crack
In his Endeavour to
put lives back
From Northern Lights
does Lewis come
A Hobbit dreamt for
Tolkien’s sons
A Lord did fight for
his rings
The Eagle and Child,
the Inkling’s did drink
A professor of time
wrote his history brief
And planted a knowledge
an ever-growing seed
So many Don’s in
this town
The city of dreaming
spires and gowns
Oh I dream once
again
To be amongst such
great men
Posted in: Poetry
Posted on Sep 16, 2014
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