West Euston Time Bank Purple Poets

  West Euston Third Age Project   10th Anniversary
Crypt Centre, Munster Square
PURPLE POETS SPECIAL GUESTS:
ROSE HACKER
JILL FRASER
June 9th 2007  



PROGRAMME:

4:45 p.m.

Bithi introduces the Purple Poets
Babushka  star Cats


CATS
By Babushka
22.03.2007

Silken fur and velvet paws
Hear the thunderous applause
Of purring, purring, purring.

Green eyes glowing, can it be
This tiger wants to sit with me?

When I waken, how many
                    Will there be,
Warm little bodies, snuggled
                     Up to me?




Bithi starFrom My Window

FROM MY WINDOW
by Bithi Das
October 2005


From my window I see my Garden, it needs tidy up
I like to be in my garden because it needs me.
In my Garden, I see a robin who sings non-stop
To cheer me up.



Carol starGardens

GARDENS
by Carol Moon
4 November 2005

she hasn't left any food out again not on the blue and white place
drat that cat he's dirty again and looks so he's probably ripped one
of me apart like he did last week but there she is good it's bread
and nuts she looks cold and old and lonely though queer because
the house is big but it's not as comfortable as my house so maybe
I should do a warble through the window pane for her


Eileen star Strawberries

STRAWBERRIES
By Eileen Frances
31.05.2007

Strawberries are like a glimpse of summer.
The colour and taste
Makes me come alive.
The thought of days by the river
Fishing, time to watch nature
In all its glory
Then strawberries and cream for tea.



Ferdous star What Do You See

WHAT DO YOU SEE?
by Ferdous Rahman
03.05.2007

Don't see me as a colour
Don't see me as a gender
Think about my contribution
Treat me as a scholar

We are part of the race
Live together with grace
Multi-cultural and multi-faith
Chemistry blended with multi-taste

The colour of saffron infuse with spice
Fragrance of food floating in the breeze
Tingling the taste buds, that's how I see
Today's multi-racial Britain
.


Eppie star
My First Visit to My Parish Church in Ogle Street


MY FIRST VISIT
TO MY PARISH CHURCH
IN OGLE STREET

by Eppie Caredda
20.07.2006


Here in this parish church
There came comforting thought
Someone is here whose love
                    My spirit sought.


Here in this parish church,
Love-filled I did rejoice;
And listen
                    To his tender voice

Here in this parish church
He said when will you start -
When will you give me -
                    All your heart?



Islam star The Existence of Love


THE EXISTENCE OF LOVE
by Serajul Islam Molla
20.02.2007

Love has no language.
Who says this is a liar.

Call him.
I want to see his face.
I shall ask an explanation of him.
If he fails to make me satisfied
I shall slap him.

Love makes you great,
Magnanimous and honest.
Without it, you are nobody!
Because of the existence of love
The world is still wonderful.

Without Love, Life is barren and useless
Good for nothing.
Without Love
The word 'Life'
has no meaning.


Kathy star Mothers

MOTHERS

by Kathy Randle
23.03.2006


A mother is constant, loving, caring
Like a soft warm cushion
That you can snuggle up to
And forget the world.

A mother lets you know
How much you are loved
.


Patsy star After the War


AFTER THE WAR
By Patsy Futatsugi
22.07.2006



My mother worked in a sweet shop
And every Friday she brought me
My special treat. Fuller's Chocolates .

Round with bits of purple and red
Square nougat, sugared almonds
Walnuts covered in Dark and Milk
Chocolate. They were just there
Every Friday when she was paid.

One Friday my mother forgot
I remember screaming
Kicking and crying
"Where's my bloody chocolates"
And being put to bed without supper.

The next Friday she came home
With more glossy, shiny,
Gooey chocolates.
Glossy, shiny, creamy,
Milky, syrupy-sweet

Smearing on the hands and face
Of a five year old

Melting in my mouth.




Kim star Imagine Rose Dancing
Rose Hacker's Dance Performance
Bloomsbury, February 24, 2007

IMAGINE ROSE DANCING
By Kim Morrissey
03.03.2007

Imagine Rose dancing
white lace at her throat
dark dress falling shoulders
                                   to floor


the lights catching stage dust
the slow curve of thin wrists

                                    suspended


Rose dancing,
still turning heads
each breath that she takes
                                    lemon-sweet


imagine Rose dancing
to one-hundred-and-one
imagine Rose dancing

                                    and dance!



END OF PROGRAMME:
Kathy and Islam present Rose Hacker with Flowers.


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Time Bank Purple Poets For This Reading:

Babushka
Bithi Das
Carol Moon
Elaine Frances
Eppie Caredda
Ferdous Rahman
Serajul Islam Molla
Kathy Randle
Jean Watt 
Patsy Futatsugi


Poetry Editor:
Kim Morrissey



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