RABBIT’ EYESA Story by WrittenmentsRABBIT’ EYES © Michael Franz Whitby
Chapter One:
It was business as usual for a long working day Did not matter what a long day it was… …at twilight, got longer!
When his favorite wild rabbit from across the field A conservation protected area filled with wild life diversities This runs opposite his front door and garage Became the scene of her departure from current existence… …she got killed!
A trip she had made countless times
The human that lives there A short time after he parked inside his garage We were about to cross the street Mother did what she had always done Went ahead as father protected us from behind Always checking and rechecking before we ever entered onto the roadway…
…when the accident occurred In that blink of an eye We all returned to the field and observed
We all saw and wondered why?
He came out like something told him to and saw the body just lying there Lifeless! Blood still fresh that filled her ears That was mother!”
Small Fry; being the younger of the two surviving bunnies
”Sorry for your lost!” The other creatures that made themselves available for the mourning process Stayed close and only listened
Father rabbit and his two offsprings Watching from the shade of the bushes They saw home owner bent down Pick up their loved one… …her small limp body by her hind legs Ever so gently And placed her in a hole he dugged out with his garden shovel
Pointing with curved down ears to a small mount on the earth’s surface ”That is where she lays” : The dialogue continued by Small Fry ”After he buried her he returned to his garage With a shovel in hand After digging a hole approximately… …placing her soft furry coat back to the elements Inside the flower laced hole On top of the soil he had placed some leaves, off her favorite flowering hedge plant Before he covered her body with the soil previously removed… …he bent down and said a prayer”
…a Monday in July
The owner stood by his kitchen’ window Interactions that has be repeated countless times with the outside surroundings In fact it was one of those evening settings When the first visual connection took place She within her favorite bush How the vision was made is still unclear Camouflaged! For a moment did not work So the introduction took place…
…for ten years that same family resided there Which she was apart of, for the last two First time seen she was just a wee little…
…parentless! So the telepathic invitation to join their human family was accepted
Small Fry said: “Mother told of the many visits Assuring us, that yard was quite safe Now before your eyes There are only two small bunnies with our adult father Standing here close to mother in this same location… …but mother is gone!
Have been coming there for the past months Would not have seen him because he had been traveling And the rest of family members were out of the country Emergency! So he had just returned Coming out for some reason, to see her, our mother at the foot of his driveway… …dead!”
Chapter Two: They called her Summer Dessert Because she out ran a hungry coyote on the first day of summer All creatures witnessing thought she was just dessert But when she out maneuvered and escaped The name stuck…
But before her mother demised… …encouraged in the calling of her by that name After her parent passing, all rabbit dwellers and others called her… …Summer Dessert! So it was in her hiding process, ended up in the back yard of this home owner
She shortly realized she would be safe there So the visitation increased to daily rituals Short trips to the conservation land With most of her time in home owner’s back yard
Summer Dessert was a beauty to behold She had a black nose, with four completely white legs plus tail Undercarriage being black Her ears and back were brown… …similar as not yet, then and now been seen on any of the others Those which have passed through the back yard On those short visits…
She had full'time residency which consisting of ninety percent of her time being there Other ten percent in the conservation fields
Chapter Three:
But within said tragedy It brought facial expression in a joyous manner to his face When he saw them The adult male rabbit was recognized with such vividness Because of his right eye When looking unto him Face-to face, since that location was completely black A stranger could not tell if he had an eye there or not
Now some two hours after the burial of Summer Dessert As owner looked outside into his back yard That pleasant smile remained on his face…
…Black Eye! The companion to Summer Dessert The one she spent most evenings with on his well maintain lawn Made his presence known…
…looking straight towards the window Human to rabbit eye contact made and became one at that moment…
…youngsters were strangers to home owner eyes Eating safely as their parents did in all their past visitations
It was at that moment of full eyed contact Exact moment when it dawned onto home owner Wondered if Black Eye had any idea what happened to Summer Dessert Who had always been slightly smaller
Not as before, at least not in front of home owner eyes Like he felt at home and totally safe While the offspring continued to eat
Then for the first time Black Eye telepathically communicated with the home owner Informing him of the event which lead to Summer Dessert death Told him of the car colour And that he had seen it before along said street Always speeding… …that driver must live within the community
Chapter Four:
Twenty four hours later The seeking of information on a particular car went viral in the district For one that resided within the neighbourhood…
…reading the request information bulletin The heart sunk deep with shame and sorrowful intentions With self pity as topping:
All of them What happened, before turning the steering wheel from direction of their travel Things just occurred so fast It was too late One of the bigger ones seem to jump higher As if it was saving the others…
It was too late to stop because it could not survive the impact After all, it was just a rabbit… …so I came home and parked the car and went about my business”
This conversation took place six blocks away in the same district To oneself, that one, being the driver!
A witness that saw the accident and the burial Rang the door bell of the owner’s house Standing behind said witness, was the driver Being brought back to the scene of the accident
In private conversation before the meeting with home owner To the driver, the witness asked: ”Did you ever wonder what happened to the body as you walked onto this driveway?”
Driver responded: “No!”
”Well”… said the witness… …”the owner buried that small animal which had a family The least you could do Go by the field to that location where the soil of the earth rises and remains bare And make your peace After your meeting with this home owner” The driver without hesitation said he would In the meeting the driver repeated what was said to himself Conversation that occurred in the presence of this own inner thoughts But this time it was projected into the atmosphere With an added apology All in front of home owner and witness
The meeting ended The driver again without hesitation walked over into the field To the spot that the ground raised Bowed his head and said: ”Sorry! Speeding and not paying attention to the surroundings A life was taken, your life In the future, focus will remain mine to be more mindful I’m so sorry!”
The witness along with home owner... ...stood by the veranda and watched the driver slowly depart They spoke for a brief time then the witness left Home owner went inside his home and closed the door behind him
Small Fry said: “At which time we carefully once again cross to our second home… …returning to the view towards the kitchen On that well maintained grass all three of us in his back yard Father is finally at peace knowing mother is at peaceful rest”
”We will continue to go over there Because the realization has now been embedded Some of their actions… …the humans! Can cause them grieve and sorrow They can be gentle and offer refuge, like our home owner Filled with love and coexistenceness’ As witnessed within his actions, our most trusted That property across the street shall remain our second home!”
All this from the perspective of a young rabbit Told to the home owner, property where rabbit’s family resides almost every evening Communication all through the human dreams…
…but from ‘Small Fry’ - narrator rabbit’ eyes!
The End
…reversing forward, future is history! Writtenments… …sixty-five of one thousand © 2016 Writtenments |
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Added on May 27, 2016 Last Updated on May 27, 2016 AuthorWrittenmentsOntario, CanadaAboutAn entrepreneurial individual whom enjoys wristed works within wordsmithry. more.. |

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