Open Poetry #27 |
Hunting Bunnies |
Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Hunting Bunnies That’s how I am, though I don't hunt now. I’m ten in this one, out hunting rabbits or getting ready to, hot sun blasting down and all the bugs singing dream songs in the weeds, freed by drought from the local amphibians and even Wilhoit’s beagle. I’d just clambered over the fence back of the Scott place, didn’t know the farmer, but I figured I could hunt his field, that’s how I am. I was twenty steps in and looking for those innocent round bunny eyes, mostly all you see of them except the tail bouncing if they panic and go racing for their safe little holes, but they wouldn't run today. Today was for hunting, while the flat yellow grass lay flashing like sparklers, hot like sparkler sticks, and the blue jays scattered toward the woods like they knew what was coming. I heard the BB shot before the shotgun, skinning through the weeds and twanging the wire fence, didn’t hear the farmer yelling at all, not sure he did more than open his mouth and wave an arm before he jacked another shell into the chamber. Supposed to run, I guess, but what I did was, keep right on for a few steps while he levelled the twelve-gauge in my direction, then I swung that bolt action twenty-two around and shot back. Aimed wide, sure thing, but close enough he’d hear that bullet whip the bushes. He ran, I kept walking all the way over to Davidson’s woods, went home another way. That’s how I am. [This message has been edited by Ratleader (07-30-2003 12:54 AM).] |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
And how you are is pretty special. *S* the flat yellow grass lay flashing like sparklers, hot like sparkler sticks, As usual, you paint a word picture that has us right THERE with you... only seeing more vividly than jaded eyes would usually see. *S* And yes... I couldn't avoid chuckling as the shooter went scooting. *G* This reminds me of my own hunting experiences... I was death to any tin can that dared line up in front of my 22/410 over and under... but Daddy gave up on me as a deer hunter after he found me feeding my breakfast to a squirrel instead of even looking for antlers... my gun was yards away. *G* I enjoyed this so very much... *S* |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very much enjoyed the read Ed! You are quite the storyteller ..and a great one at that. Fantastic imagery took me right there. Good stuff! ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~The breeze that kissed you on the face, |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Of course I was never a very ardent hunter -- always had a feeling that my friends who were had something to prove with it, and I never understood what it might be. All but one rabbit that I ever killed got cooked for supper, and that one would have been except that my dad said he thought it might have rabbit fever. I'd usually use a pistol instead of a rifle though -- good grief, at 15-20 yards it's like fishing with hand grenades.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Loved the visuals in this...could hear those summer bugs, smell the heat of the grass...lovely how you did that...and, I'm glad the bunny you might have found that day got away...and that you did too. A wonderful story of boyhood memories..thanks for it. |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Heh -- so was I, really.....and even more glad that I got away! I went waaaay around, came home from the opposite direction.....paid for my cheekiness with about a five mile hike.... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
You naughty little boy ... tsk tsk tsk. Actually I enjoyed this bit of reminiscing, and please pass me that can of bug spray for I can hear them buzzing near me ... *SLAP* ... ouch. Great writing.....! |
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Bonnie j Senior Member
since 2003-06-27
Posts 1588Ohio |
Good one. When you go bunnie hunting again come get a few of my little critters. They keep eating off my fresh rose leaves. See Ya Bon-Bon |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Well done Rat.....I've gone Bunny hunting once....(Hugh Hefner had me thrown out)....but I kept them in my sights for hours before I was caught....guess ya gotta have a license? |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Hi Toe -- It's open season on those delectible fuzz-tails all the time..... So you don't need any licence, but a bit of license is VERY useful! ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Yanno?...I've never been much of a hunter...I've hunted them skeet before...and I've found them to be quite "chalkie" and tasteless....no matter whether fried or baked or on the grill? |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Ratleader, this was an awesome read for sure. You wrote vividly. I wasn't going to read it due to the title, but I just had to. I love bunnies, and I know for a fact that they can cry.....loudly and it makes your blood run cold. Still...a great write. Chris |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Yum, skeets....like 'em better than snipes, especially when they're dipped in batter and deep fried. Dentist doesn't like me eatin' 'em though, even after I told him they're good for removing plaque...he said I should use dog biscuits for that, but they blow all to smithereens when you shoot 'em... ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
"that's how I am" love this pic you painted, and the line repeated, gives even greater insight |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
ROFL... First, I enjoyed the poem... now I enjoy the poem AND the responses. *S* |
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