Roger McGough

(November 9 - 1937 / Liverpool / England)

Roger McGough Poems

1. The Sound Collector 8/18/2015
2. Kinetic Poem No.2 1/3/2003
3. Beguiling 1/3/2003
4. Q 1/3/2003
5. Soil 1/3/2003
6. Mrs Moon 1/3/2003
7. Goodbat Nightman 1/3/2003
8. The Time I Like Best 1/3/2003
9. The Leader 1/3/2003
10. The Identification 1/3/2003
11. Cake 1/3/2003
12. The Trouble With Snowmen 1/3/2003
13. You And I 1/3/2003
14. Survivor 1/3/2003
15. First Day At School 1/3/2003
16. The Lesson 1/3/2003
17. Let Me Die A Youngman's Death 1/3/2003

Comments about Roger McGough

  • David Atkins. (9/25/2018 5:36:00 PM)

    Roger, we met in Manchester, in the Union, with the Scaffold- best concert of my life….well, apart from the Beatles in Southport, perhapslie…!

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  • victoria (9/8/2018 12:48:00 PM)

    I love Roger McGough's work but can tell which one of Roger's books contain 'Vow'. I'd appreciate any help, thanks.

  • Jim Sav (9/1/2018 12:51:00 AM)

    Hi All. The other day I was reminded of a poem by Roger about a grandma who her family thought was mad because she remembered going outside (& some other stuff.) As the poem progresses you realize that she isn’t mad but some th8ngs that seem natural now are not possible in the future due to acid rain. Anyone know it’s name? I’m trying to find it on t’internet but can’t find it (or am I the one that’s going mad! ]

  • Roger McGough (8/21/2018 11:35:00 AM)

    Thank You Vincent. Very Great

  • Vincent (8/21/2018 11:34:00 AM)

    Roger I love your Poem's Im using one of them for my school project Great Work!

  • Maisy jade (8/18/2018 6:08:00 AM)

    Great poet

  • Roger McGough (8/14/2018 8:29:00 PM)

    Thank you thank you. Love all the comments. Keep it up my friends, Ha Ha Ha lovely. :)

  • Britte Ninad Britte Ninad (8/13/2018 1:55:00 AM)

    The Brilliant Smart Writer

  • John Lawson (7/31/2018 8:20:00 AM)

    The man is a genius.

  • pedrothepedo (6/20/2018 9:21:00 AM)

    fun with little kids

Best Poem of Roger McGough

Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

Let me die a youngman's death
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death

When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party

Or when I'm 91
with silver hair
and sitting in a barber's chair
may rival gangsters
with hamfisted tommyguns burst in
and give me a short back and insides

Or when I'm 104
and banned from the Cavern
may my mistress
catching me in bed with her daughter
and ...

Read the full of Let Me Die A Youngman's Death

First Day At School

A millionbillionwillion miles from home
Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they
Must have been born in uniform
Lived all their lives in playgrounds
Spent the years inventing games
That don't let me in. Games
That are rough, that swallow you up.

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