Randy McClave

Veteran Poet - 1,426 Points (Ashland, Kentucky)

Randy McClave Poems

1. Always On Sunday -new- 7/3/2015
2. To Wait On A Woman 11/27/2014
3. The Chauvinist 11/29/2014
4. The Adopted Pet 11/30/2014
5. A New Year 12/31/2014
6. A Bomb 12/31/2014
7. Letter From A Girlfriend 1/1/2015
8. Having An Ex 1/9/2015
9. Just A Waste 1/12/2015
10. Meeting On The Internet 1/21/2015
11. What Do I Own 1/22/2015
12. The Dog's Prayer 1/24/2015
13. Wearing A Mask 1/25/2015
14. To Kill Another Man 1/27/2015
15. Corruption 2/1/2015
16. Love In The Abstract 2/12/2015
17. The Arrow 2/19/2015
18. Christmas Time 12/24/2014
19. Maybe 2/26/2015
20. Goodbye March 3/13/2015
21. To End Your Life 3/14/2015
22. Confession Of A Judge 3/15/2015
23. Finally Met 3/17/2015
24. Before I Go To Bed 3/18/2015
25. Froggy 2/27/2015
26. Little Jackson 3/28/2015
27. Gods Remembrance 3/28/2015
28. The Brown Noser 3/29/2015
29. To Be Known 4/5/2015
30. All Alone 4/5/2015
31. Why Do We? 4/5/2015
32. Our Land Of Religion 4/5/2015
33. To The Virgin 4/8/2015
34. When I Am In Japan 4/16/2015
35. Returning From Vacation 4/16/2015
36. To The Almighty Living God 4/16/2015
37. Maybe Today 4/18/2015
38. To My Son (Before Getting Married) 4/21/2015
39. Afraid To Sleep 4/24/2015
40. My Equal 4/24/2015
Best Poem of Randy McClave

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.
Let me hold them in my hands
and smell there fragrant scent
Then I will reminisce of different lands
Before; I am heaven sent.
I will reflect back when I was young
Or I might think back not long ago
When I walked underneath the sun
Or when I felt the wind as it blowed.

Bring me flowers when I am here
Please don't wait until I am gone
So I might reflect to a different year
And my memories will last on.
I might reflect...

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See Babies Crying

I see babies crying
For their older brothers
And no one will ever know
If they'll be home again.
But babies don't you cry
Dry those frosted eyes
Look up in the heavens and say
We need you GOD today.

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