Read Poem: FOLLY BRIDGE, by Erik Hansen

Spring days like this

Bring to mind brightly Oxford,

May Day, the Thames

Its murky waters put to shame

By the green, grassy banks rolling,

Sloping gently towards her

The open doors of the many

Pubs beckoned and we answered

eagerly to their gritty come-ons

and whiskey whispers

to stagger over the Folly Bridge

six pints full

Your tight wire act amusing

Even after the silence

Then the splash

As you tumbled off and in.

© Erik Hansen 2020