Poems

Rhythm and Poetry
Poem

I’ve seen those tough as oaks

weep like willows

even the hardest thugs can have tear stained pillows

most can’t see the forest for the trees

All the Best - Roger McGough
Poem

I give you clean air

You give me poisonous gas.

I give you mountains

You give me quarries.

 

I give you pure snow

You give me acid rain.