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
Randy McClave Poems
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.
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.
Victory is ours! Said one crow to the other, As they soared in the sky above. For below them they had spied
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,
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,
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.
Let's Build The Wall
Let's build us a wall to keep everyone out Let's build us a wall even if they scream and shout, To the heavens it must rise to protect us one and all Then we all will be finally defended, so let's build us a wall.
I would give you my life, if only that I could But, I can't, so I will give you a plant, You can then water it and then raise it good Pretend that it's me, then you will have a tree.
It is 3 AM And I hear them, Words are in my sight They give me flight.
I Am My Father's Son
I Am My Father's Son That is who I am, Though I am, still his child I am still a man.
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.
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
The 10 Commandments
The 10 commandments hung on my wall
They fell, but they did not fall,
Upon my wall they hung there for all to read
And hopefully there also, for all to heed.
For years they hung as a beacon of light
To show the golden rules that are in man's sight,
But, then one day they stopped being obeyed
When I and God, were both betrayed.
Commandment one was quickly broken