Thursday, 17 January 2013

The Charioteer

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The Charioteer

People part
as I glide
through the crowd
head at chest height.

Mothers tell children
‘mind the man in the chair,’
the kids turn with a start
and stare.

Yes,
I’m the man in the chair.
The man in the brand new
shiny chair.

Carving through the crowd
like a Roman chariot.
Head held unbowed,
a laureate.

But…. later….
when I’m alone
the beasts will be set free -
and they will rage.

No longer the charioteer
I will play the part
of the condemned.
John - a la carte.

Yet - amid the melee,
secure in the knowledge
that, He has a plan,
I will survive.

John Carré Buchanan
17 January 2013



This poem is shared with Poets United.

36 comments:

  1. I enjoyed this John. Deep and meaningful. Jenny

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    1. Jenny, Thank you for your kind comment. I am glad that you enjoyed the poem.

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    2. understand fab would love a car i just propel

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    3. Hi Dinah, thanks for your comment.

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  2. You written some terrific poems on here (or rather posted them) but somehow, I think this one so far is your best. I've read it through more than half a dozen times and have to say, very impressive.

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    1. Andrew, Thank you for your kind compliment. I am delighted that you like my poems. This one falls out of the freedom I feel when I am using my chair. I feel that it restores me, turning me from the cripple, robbed of my freedom of movement to the former athlete or charioteer, capable of moving with skill at speed.

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  3. When we have full faith, nothing can stop us.

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    1. Hi Vandana,thanks for your kind comment.

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  4. very moving - literally and metaphorically John. Hope the man in the chair can carry his buccaneering spirit onto the stage that has no audience

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    1. Hi Telltaletherapy, thanks for your comment and for your support.

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  5. What images your poem evoke in the readers mind. This is a great poem, I really enjoyed it.

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    1. Hi Old Egg, thanks for your kind comment, I'm glad you liked the poem.

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  6. It seems like the man in the chair carries a lot of weight, but will the plan be a strong one.

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    1. Hi Trudessa, Thanks for your comment, Hopefully it will be.

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  7. I know you've written this poem from deep within your soul, John.

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    1. Thank you Julian, I guess I have to keep digging deep!

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  8. This remind me of that slave you need to have on your chariot reminding you that you are mortal... "memento mori"

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    1. Hi Brudberg, Thanks for your comment. In my case the slave is unrelenting severe pain which has been with me for the last 9 years. It would be great if he fell off the chariot! :)

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  9. I have a feeling this speaks eloquently for every "man in a chair", for the beasts that rage in moments alone; but, hopefully, for the determination to survive and metaphorically walk tall. Bravo, John.

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  10. I like the strength and positivity in this poem. It is hard to make such huge adjustments, but it sounds like you rose to the challenge very well.

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    1. Hi Sherry, I keep pushing :-) Thanks for your comment.

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  11. The man in a chair definitely has a good outlook on life. With a plan, he will survive well!

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    1. Hi Mary, thank you for your kind comment.

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  12. awww...thanks John. this felt so real and so majestic I must thank you for it. what a great poem you have here! there's so much in it. blessed day!

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    1. Hi J.T, thanks for your kind comment.

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  13. As long as the knowing is enough... all will be well.

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    1. Hi Magaly, thank you for your comment.

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  14. Love this poem expressing strength, the struggle and the will to survive and yes you will. Deep, moving, powerful poem

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    1. Hi Marja, thank you for your kind comment and your support.

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  15. Holy crap! good write... but I would tell to author to walk : ) into the new world of a different race (chaos)
    ZQ

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  16. The first time I read the poem I was imagining a majestic emperor on his chariot parting the crowds, had to read it a second time to realise.. yes,he should have hope

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    1. Hi Namy, Thank you for your kind comment.

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  17. I'm glad you can be the charioteer sometimes. The poem says it clearly and succinctly. (I have a friend in a chair.)

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