SIGHTS FROM AN OXFORD WALK

 SIGHTS FROM AN OXFORD WALK 

Earth sings a ballad 

grey English skies rain, mourning

the lone west side boy. 

II

A sly fox is trapped 

in the yard of a college

I glimpse his mourning.

III

How did you get there, 

among the whitest of swans? 

A duck, out of place.

IV

You mounted a horse,

to be forever painted

on what would kill you.

V

You doffed your black helm 

yelling at the crystal sea

a mourning black knight. 

VI 

Face red from dark rum 

singing to the union jack 

of a dying queen.