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

2012