Chariot Poems | Examples

A chariot for Harriet

  Destination unknown for her trip
Unfortunate it is only a proverbial ride
Too many details am I forced to skip

Such as who's Harriet and why not a ship
 if you knew the first the second would abide
Destination unknown for her trip

Still all the premises don't touch the lip
You're left to questions remaining aside
For too many details am I forced to skip

If Harriet is punishment I'll take a whip
If she's shame then I have no pride
Destination unknown for her trip

No she's like a fine wine I'd slowly sip
Her body a castle, her soul, the queen inside
Too many details am I forced to skip

From my mind to yours these words slip
Nothing about Harriet am I able to hide
Destination unknown for her trip
Way too many details am I forced to skip

Spring Sun Hiku 19

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Crumbs

I am a sifter
So I can be objective
Regarding the sincerity of my smile
About why I laugh
About whom I assign
The key that renders my being whole

I am a sifter
So I can be intentional
Regarding the weight of my words
About when I speak
About whom I honor
With the deepest secrets of my soul

I am a sifter
So I can be purposeful
Regarding the circumstance of my cares
About what I love
About whom I anoint
As partner on the chariot of my vexation

I am a sifter
So I can be held accountable
Regarding the direction of my dreams
About where I peer
About whom I embrace
As the beacon of my aspirations

The Night's Chariot

Where death goes, 
A whirlwind blows, 
The night comes with its chariot, 
Haloed by dark clouds. 

Oh, night don't yet open your door, 
For his soul is not yet ready to go into your store, 
Don’t go into the night's chamber, 
Awake from the enervating slumber. 

Can you hear me, father? 
Don’t go any further, 
Lest the chariot come and chauffeur you away, 
As you approach farewell quarters. 

Summer is still my delight, 
Let’s awaken the fond memories, 
Guide me through the night, 
I'll no longer be of dimmed sight. 


September 7, 2023.

Sweet Chariot

"Sweet Chariot"

Swing low
sweet chariot 
where it hurts
most, we smile
through the pain,
violins always 
swept me away
saving pianos
for buriel daze,
keys, each a note,
to be played

demons come 
and they go
burned at the stake

the collaboration
when it flows 
off page, is what it is

never a clean escape;

LOVE, 
always flies in 
to save the day

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)





Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me home. 

I'm sometimes up 
and sometimes down,
Coming for to carry me home.

Quiet Not In Riot

Oh! How great it tastes: Steamy Riot
But is it delicious like Quiet?
How glorious it appears: Chariot 
Still in some wars and conflicts: Idiot…

I had had to talk about Riot:
The scene promising all but quiet,
The maddest jury of a chariot,
As men go for chaos like diet.

Real and fake claims clash with canisters 
They flee who had wished to spoil banisters:
Rioters who hang on: Real Monsters 
On the spur of the moment, songsters,
Also heroes for loving their words
And towards sad death moving in herds…

The crucial point: Riot not quiet:
While it reigneth all vultures flyeth.

Chariot

To War goes a Chariot:
To a Special Riot; 
With Quivers of Arrows, 
Bones piercing with Marrows… 

Had Throwers of Javelin, 
All through Men, no Jocelyn.
Chariots were for Elliot 
And Judas Iscariot; 
Largely part-horse, part-cart
You’d see and lose heart!

The Armored Car of Old,
Now in loved plastic Sold;
For The Tough Kid as Toy,
Future Soldier still Boy;
Some in Expensive Gold:
Their drivers fierce and Bold;
Ready to Homes destroy.
Make one cease being The Coy!

Our Tools For a Broken Chariot

broken chariot we cannot fix
our strong, precious love is still in the mix

broken chariot we can always replace
the strength of our strong, precious love will always save face

broken chariot we know not the definition
our strong, precious love survived many cancers and always in remission

broken chariot we can always redefine
our strong, precious love is like water that makes our everything more beautiful and refined

Chariot

Charmful lemon-shaded dragon,
Happy and respectful!
Aptitudes off the charts as a 
Reassuring and delightful storyteller.
Intelligent beyond belief and
Overwhelmingly friendly and truthful while
Tending a pumpkin patch!

August, 2021

Sol's Gilded Chariot

Sol's
gilded
chariot 
slowly ascends
over fields of worshiping sunflowers
in a sky of burnt almond and orange
as morning light
directs their 
loving
gaze


(Double Tetractys)


09-24-2020
Double Tetractys 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
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Hey, Seth, Where's Your Chariot

Moses, disappointed, asked, "Only Ten?"
When will You give us more commandments? When?
   'Let Me first see you obey
   The first Ten, if that's OK'
In Seth's chariot, Moses drove away...

Swing Low Sweet Chariot

One way
I know this afrocentric music
rather than a eurocentric mere performance piece
is longing for
a sweet and swinging chariot,
rather than a messiah white and male.

I know
this is a cooperative-felt spirit,
and not so much a competition,
because of how
word choices and round rhythms
combine to pitch longing free safe home.

A freestyle journey
to a rich robust and multicultured freedom
of tribes long living
loving Earth's peace paradise.

A paradise
western civilization
has not sung or danced, 
out loudly joyed about
for far too long
without a warm cooperative song

Swinging low and high
in sweetly waving gold
ruled and ratioed 
traveler's chariot,

Coming and going
racing forth and back
to carry us 
in and out of home

To freedom's too long lost,
stolen, kidnapped
while we were dreaming,
singing and dancing with another day
dreaming nights of disembodied free,

Anxiously anticipating,
weary
and yet warmly welcoming.

Daedalus

And did those wings in ancient time
Soar upward in the sun burnt sky:
And was the father of our dreams
Seen boldly taking us on high!

And did the clever man of arts
Shed light upon our lofty bent?
And was a seed implanted in
That Cretan's dark imprisonment?

Bring me my wings of fair design;
Bring me the power of desire!
Bring me my aerobatic lines;
Bring me the chariot of fire!

I will not cease from mental flight,
Nor shall my sequence sleep in hand,
Till I have reached the sun kissed heights
In hallowed halls o’er sea and land.

- The word "sequence" refers to a series of precision aerobatic figures studied in advance and flown by an IAC pilot. (IAC is the International Aerobatic Club) 

-Inspired by William Blake's poem, Jerusalem, "And did those feet in ancient time..."

Last Chariot

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son
  the night has a thousand eyes

The music fades, past dance is done
  the future’s siren cries

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son
  all prophecy would say

Your father deaf, your mother blind
  bequeathed of both you pray

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son
  last chariot at the gate

New flames have come, the beating drums
  the lots have cast your fate

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son
  one choice to leave or stay

Deception fore, with lies behind
  —time killing either way

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

My Father Chariot

The sky unfolding mysteries tiles,
Dropping rain of chariots,
(the presence hour of Jacob trouble,sent 
A signal on Lucifer throne)

The last hour of yielding cross:
I am Jehovah master of all
Am sovereign and kind
Who love ,I love
Who hate me will pay,
For the time as come.

Chariot of fire with angry faces,
Dreadful to look upon,
Trumpet sounding louder than machine gun.
Living-dead,rise like a standing tower.

Lucifer behold the standing light melt down
Thunder sounding,like a rocket marine,
Splashing lighting of a thunderbolt.

Ascending sheep,up the sky ,
Descending goats down.
Chaos ascend the goats,
Bath with blood of sky raining fire.
Wonder! Wonder the end has come.

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