Friday, 14 September 2012

By The Side Of The Road

As the bitter chill bites
I raise up my collar and shiver
And stare frostily down
At the cold hard black tarmac
Slowly stepping away
And leaving no trace
On the whispery topping
Of the ice-covered track
Shivering now as I watch
Throngs descend on the scene
Of carnage and chaos
Of metal twisted and cracked
Glancing around once again
On a beautiful wintery morn
I gaze at my own sad reflection
As my dying eyes stare back

© Fergus Martin