Julie Goodyear (Remove filter)
My one day friend, Mark
To Liverpool
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
On Vernon street
Off Dale street
I sat near the sidewalk
At the edge
Like a broken bridge
People were passing
With their robot walking
Sea gulls felt my pain
Also did the rain
And my one day friend Mark
Who heard the voice of gulls in my heart
And my desire to start
His frien...
Wednesday 6th March 2013 8:19 pm
Poetically, pulchritudinously, my equal!
Sadly, I can’t be at the BARDS poetry in New Brighton, Wirral (Magazine pub, Magazine Row, CH45 1HP) this Monday,10 September. Work commitments, you see …
But now my pal Julie Goodyear has been ejected from the BB house, I’ve asked her to attend instead of me. I think you’ll agree she is my equal in terms of pulchritude and eloquence.
If she can’t make it, well don’t worry; there are pl...
Friday 7th September 2012 4:50 pm
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