Best Blazer Poems
Mother insisted upon bringing Dad's maroon blazer to Oregon when she came to visit after his death. She just could not bear to let it hang unused in his closet. She wanted me to "get the use out of it."
I finally gave it to Goodwill.
could not ever wear
his old clothes burning my skin
lonely child once more
Published in Contemporary Haibun Online
Black Blazers we all wear;
I just sit and stare;
Hearing about things I don't care;
Do not close your eyes, just don't dare
Do not speak your truth, Oh! they will just glare;
Step out of the line, your reputation, Oh! it will be marred;
They all say, 'A chance like this is rare';
They tell me, let it break and tear;
It is just your soul, no one cares;
I am in their lair and their echos blare,
My life has become an unanswered questionnaire,
Written by their unware hand in this unnecessary warfare.
I cry beware, but others say it is our chance to polished silverware
And so it goes, I am a fool, a fraud who acts like this is my legionnaire.
I set my aim high and Reach For The Stars
far beyond the Infinitesimal scars,
where Hope is a Flame that burns bright
Blazing across the Ethers of night,
I Illumine the Fire Within the Great White Light
and Streak across the Abyss, So High
Wings Broad, I sail the Infinities
Higher and Higher towards Greater Possibilities,
where Faith Shines amongst the Sun Of Life
there I Triumph and Conquer the Veils Of Sight
Lasting Forever
David J Walker
On the first morning
After a lifetime of making a living
I can only think of leaving
the Army
And how empty
I felt left and on my own at 21
The days of OD Green or Khaki’s and
Especially Class A’s
Were all done
I remember thinking three years
would last forever
Now
The Blue Blazer- Red Tie uniform hung
By my gray pants over the shiny black Oxfords
That were worn … uniformly
With a starched white button-down shirt
For forty years
Are a source of silent memories
It appears
I am no longer authorized
To wear the disguise
Of an educated worker
I remember thinking forty years
would last forever
My hands are on the rail
I am bla?ing the trail
And i am fully on course
To fulfill my chosen cause.
The children are watching
To see what they are catching
Leading by example not just talking
They are watching to do the walking.
Wearing my customised blazer
I am on course, and I am a trail blazer.
(Written 27th May, 2023)