Thank you, Lillian, for the wonderful list of song titles to pick from to include in our poems tonight here at #dversepoetspub.
I have used a poem from 2020 and reworked for tonight.

frosty winter mornings
ICE
Golden dawns’ revealing
Frozen windscreens,
Thaw line shuffling up,
Meeting the weak morning sun,
Simon and Garfunkel’s’ Hazy Shade of Winter,
Drifts from open car windows.
Icy Crunch under tyre,
As another cycle slides past,
Saddle frosty as I climb aboard,
Robin sat on fence post,
Surveying my passage,
Side-tracked I skid on icy curve,
Cycle sideslips leaving,
Me to icy cold of muddy puddles,
With rumble of a heavy in my ears,
Cycle departed under lorries wheels,
Two wheels left in hedgerow.
Lorry long gone,
Me left for dead,
Feet like ice,
For warmth they lust,
To the workshop I trudge,
The drones there require my presence,
wealth alone means,
success in their pitiful life,
Your heart must be ice,
Your mind must be on fire,
Factory drones do not see,
My ghost passing,
My body laying next frozen bicycle,
Heart frozen in chest long still,
Missing the warmth of life, I once knew.
*Cold weather blues, settles around my ghost,
As I haunt the icy corner every winter.
1st draft © 21/11/2020.
2nd draft © 06/12/2022
rog leach
*cold weather blues by muddy waters
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