Biography of Randy McClave
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..
Randy McClave's Works:
The Works, I Was There Also, Branded Upon My Soul, Everyone Has A Poem To Tell
- Maybe Today -new-
- To The Almighty Living God -new-
- Returning From Vacation -new-
- When I Am In Japan -new-
- To The Virgin -new-
- Our Land Of Religion -new-
- Why Do We? -new-
- All Alone -new-
- To Be Known -new-
- The Brown Noser
- Gods Remembrance
- Little Jackson
- After Death (Final Reward)
- Waiting For A Thank You
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.
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,
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.
While You Were Sleeping
Last Night while you were sleeping, Did you know that I was wide awake, On my side, at your side Waiting for morning to break.
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.
The Scottish Dance
I once had myself a Scottish Lassie She then became my joy and pride Then one-night she gave me Scottish ale Then she became my Scottish bride
We were not meant to make ourselves wealthy; We were meant instead to make our brothers and sisters rich, With love and care, which is normal and healthy Isn't that how life should be? Without a catch or a hitch.
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.
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
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.
A Puppet On A String
A puppet on a string is all that you are, And all that you ever will be Your told what to hear and what to say And you're even told what you can believe.
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,
I went to bed the other night
And woke up with a terrible fright
I dreamed I saw Christ the Lord
And I helped nail Him to the board
Pain and agony in his eye
And me a wishing He would only die
For what kind of GOD could he be
If He even couldn't set himself free.