I was born and raised in Ashland, Kentucky.
I am a also former Golden Gloves champion, and I am United Steelworker. I write to reflect the life I have lived and the suffering and happiness I have been through. I started writing poetry when I was 11 years of age, I have been to many countries Japan, Spain, Canada, Mexico, Scotland, England and I have studied and learned of writings and poetry of the countries that I visited.
I currently have 4 books of poetry published, I have been inspired by poets of the current and of the past, I see life as a poem waiting to be written.. more »
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Randy McClave Poems
I stare out at the cherry blossoms In marvel and joy I watch them bloom Then they burst out with their effloresces As though awaking from mother nature’s womb,
Love is special, Love is kind, Love is joyful, Anyday or anytime.
Knowing Of A Tree
It is a good thing indeed When someone plants a seed And to watch and help it grow So someday, it to be a tree.
Bring Me Flowers
Bring me flowers when I am living Don't bring me them when I am dead Let me enjoy them in the giving My mother always had said.
I want to be marchin’ and also yellin’ I want to be part of a rebellion, Beside my brothers I want to fight On the side of the truth, and the right,
Two Sides To Every Story
There are two sides to every story Not just the side of them or theirs, So never judge or hold a grudge And when you listen, please listen with care.
Be the way that you want to be Not the way that others have chose Be not your Mother, nor your Father, Because in your body their blood does flow.
Drinking never made me a happier person Nor did it allow me to enjoy my life more If anything it caused my attitude to worsen Then in the end I ended up face down on the floor.
Rose For A Rose
A rose for a rose That is all that I can say, As I present, the flower to you. You can look upon its beauty
My Home Town
My home town The place where I was born, where I learned of love And was taught of truth
One More Round
When I hear the bell, I will go one more round When my eye begins to swell, I will go one more round
Becoming A Man
The father told his son when he becomes a man To always be the very best that he truly can, Becoming a man pertains to wisdom and not of age Don't enter it with simplicity and never with a gage,
So fine a day it is today To the world I send out my hope and care Happy and joyful I am so to all I must say That I will remember you all in my prayer.
A Soldier's Belief
A man enlists to serve his nation, Peace and democracy he wants to bolster, He wants to help create a new foundation So, he puts on a uniform, and he becomes a soldier.
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
I stare out at the cherry blossoms
In marvel and joy I watch them bloom
Then they burst out with their effloresces
As though awaking from mother nature’s womb,
And there I watch awestruck and in wonder
As though GOD splashed paint upon each branch
Through beauty, and only for beauty I cry a tear
As the blossoms explode in a pink and red avalanche.
No more beauty and wonder could one man ever see
Than watching the cherry blossoms upon a tree.
Randy L. McClave