Test Pilots and Safety Razors

Utah Jay By Utah Jay, 7th Jul 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2o_--dtf/
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The dreams of a young boy, the need to fly and touch anything that shines.

The Wild Blue Yonder

The Wild Blue Yonder

When I was youngster
of test pilot age
(and at war with my older sister, Old Green Eyes)
I would dream
of piloting the X-15
just like Chuck Yeager did
until I got sick
flying the neighbor’s swing set
deep into the atmosphere
at twice the speed of sight
and bailed out
making a mess
of my Sunday dress
and just before church.
But somehow
I got the impression
that Mother didn’t care so much
about church
on that particular Sunday,
and that a little mud and grass stains
on her test pilot’s knees
were no big deal
as she happily busied herself
finding something
well worn
from Saturday’s flight
for me to squeeze into.

The summer of 1956


Father's Safety Razor

Father's Safety Razor

A twinkling of light
Touches in eye
Like a magnet
Drawing little hands nearer
To its polished edge.
A father’s slight,
A mother’s fear,
A child’s fascination
Left unattended.
The excitement
Of seeing it,
The thrill of touching it.
The panic in mother’s eyes.
The raising of father’s brow.
The flash of pain.
The pride of stitches.

The winter of 1958



Dream World, Dreaming, Flying, Flying High, The Fascination Of A Child

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author avatar Utah Jay
I have been writing since the beginning of time it seems, not because I want to write, but because I have too. My favorite form of writing is poetry, all kinds and types of poetry.

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author avatar Margaret Michel
8th Jul 2014 (#)

Very nice memories of childhood!

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author avatar Utah Jay
8th Jul 2014 (#)

I had hoped someone would like it...Thanks Marqaret

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