A living body would have melted the snow
that fell with wintery indifference and gathered in the folds
of its broken limbs.
Passing trucks made waves of ice and asphalt that crashed against its side.
It bared the force with a stillness that can only be had in death, but for a moment
it looked like bravery.
Its beady eyes could not see
the frost growing from the corner of its eye where it looked
like a tear had fallen just before those tiny living spheres became
inanimate.
Blood spills slowly when you’re hit by a car.
There is no blade to make a gory exit for your insides.
Just a blunt force
that knocks everything out of place but leaves
the body,
maybe dead or maybe dying but definitely
dreaming.
writebelowthesurface 
You capture so well what many of us feel when passing some dead animal along the road.
Thank you, Deborah.
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Good poem. I love the name of your blog, too. Keep up the good work.
Thank you! I admire the poetry I’ve read of yours today. I’m looking forward to reading a lot more.
“It bared the force with a stillness that can only be had in death, but for a moment
it looked like bravery.”
That’s a brilliant line!
Thank you Damien! I really enjoyed your writing as well. I’m looking forward to reading more.
Creepy, visceral and beautiful
Thank you for reading and for this lovely comment Stuart! I’m very glad I found your blog.
wonderfully written!
Thank you Virgilio!
Sadly, I passed a dead Badger on the road while driving back from Cornwall – this makes me think of that once beatiful animal that was only recognisable because it’s head was still intact and the traffic was too heavy for the crows to come and dine. Very good work 🙂
Thank you so much. You’re a kindred spirit, and I thank you for feeling the way you do about the animals on the side of the road, and thank you also for commenting!
Such beautiful writing. So tragic. Thank you for sharing your work. As Damien Green commented above, the line: “It bared the force with a stillness that can only be had in death, but for a moment it looked like bravery” was amazing. Beautifully done.
Megan, thank you so much. I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. You’re very kind!
Very good voice conveyed within this poem. The opening phrase sets the tone and the rest follows fluidly. A precise piece of imagery portrayed by great writing.
Thank you very much! That’s so kind of you to say.
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