Zanzibar… a poem about Newport nightlife

Zanzibar… a poem about Newport nightlife

There was a set routine down our town,
Observed most Saturday nights.
We started off up Baileys,
Then down town towards the lights.

First it was the Murrenger,
Newport’s oldest pub,
Then a quick one in The GreyHound
Before we’d head onto a club.

It used to be called Brooklyn
Heights, then something else as well,
It ended up as Zanzibar,
The difference I can’t tell.

Cos it was Rudi’s back in the day,
When we were only seventeen,
Same routine before hand,
But more casual, less preened.

It only seems like yesterday,
And the rose tint will fade fast,
But I can’t help but think fondly.
Of those nights out of the past.


Helen Treharne

I’m Helen Treharne, fiction author an creator of The Sophie Morgan Vampire Series. I live in South Wales with my husband, young son and rescue cat.
My books are available at all major digital retailers with soft back copies also available from Amazon, Createspace and other stores.
When I’m not writing fiction, I blog at, sharing my experiences of being a busy parent jugging working, writing, and more. Follow me there for my personal insights.

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