Short Successor Poems
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Edward John Poynter a classicist
a successor to Leighton some insist
As President of the R& A
&teacher had some influence in his day
He stood on his soapbox in 2008
Shouted to the world, 'Change can't wait'
Weather-beaten now, battered by fate
His successor bloviates ~ too little, too late
Each Age for silliness
Laughed back on is.
By its more sophisticated
Time-successor.
Itself the butt, to be
Of the same joke:
"Rusty, fusty; too slow; sombre.
And more; a bore!"
Greek from pappas= father
Successor of apostle St. Peter
Bishop of Rome
Resides over a college of bishops
As Father Christ's Vicar, representative
Supreme pastor, priest and teacher of the Church
Looking forwards, I cannot see any ancient forerunner,
Yet looking backwards, nor can I find any successor.
Standing alone in the boundless space and time,
I can’t help shedding tears like an actor in a mime.
(Tran.)
Father Christ called apostles
Be His collaborators
They were His eye witnesses
Apostles are priests and teachers
Holds fast their tradition
Governed by their successors
Successor was first pope, St. Peter
To now 2013, Pope Francis,
5042013
Form:
a dancing shadow
coming, coming from the spirit
some inks spray
on the white sprite paper
it's writing,
inspiration voice
in poetry figure
soul to soul alive
these all are
for the successor
- Wednesday, July 31, 2019 Chattogram
I knew some plant pieces by your name
When my father tried to persuade me
To be his successor as a TCM practitioner
I have not seen your beauty until recently
When my wife made our garden your home
I was confused by these controversial facts
That someone like my wife value Your beauty
While others like my father deplete your life
For their own purposes ?
The blood of an evil man,
Spilled upon our world;
A new terror awakens,
His successor soon unfurls
Justice wields its mighty sword,
A mongrel succumbed to fate;
The mighty wings of an eagle,
Left nothing to contemplate
While our nation slumbers,
A serpent sets its course;
Waiting for that moment,
To strike without remorse
Let us slay our prejudices,
Together we'll stand and fight;
Terror stalks our fertile soil,
God bless our land of rights
Kindly sleep and farewell
Our friendship will soon expel
For three-sixty five days long
Warm relation was so strong
The last midnight of melancholy
The last minute of full tizzy
Too sob to tell you adieu
Time frame will pass through
You assisted to dress my life
To move forward to final line
You powered my body and soul
To print a success year goal
You take me to your successor
Then say goodbye after referred
You wish good luck to my life
Further route to be survived