Randy McClave

Gold Star - 14,897 Points (Ashland, Kentucky)

Randy McClave Poems

1401. A Soldier's Belief 2/5/2015
1402. Being Rich 12/21/2014
1403. Two Sides To Every Story 1/13/2011
1404. My Home Town 11/10/2010
1405. One More Round 12/18/2013
1406. We Will Die 9/25/2012
1407. Once Sticks And Stones 9/16/2017
1408. The World Inherited 10/21/2017
1409. One Vote 5/19/2017
1410. I Am White 4/10/2018
1411. More Than Life Itself 12/15/2010
1412. Happy Mood 8/29/2013
1413. The Scottish Dance 8/19/2012
1414. I Am My Father's Son 7/24/2009
1415. My Life 5/11/2017
1416. I Write 7/27/2017
1417. Let's Build The Wall 2/26/2016
1418. Alcohol 9/2/2013
1419. Cherry Blossom 5/5/2014
1420. Knowing Of A Tree 7/27/2009
1421. Love Is 5/18/2007
1422. A Child And A Gun 5/29/2018
1423. Becoming A Man 7/4/2014
1424. Being Yourself 12/15/2010
1425. Victory 5/24/2007
1426. Then He Cried 3/6/2018
1427. Bring Me Flowers 8/7/2009

Comments about Randy McClave

  • Merry Christmas (12/26/2017 11:47:00 PM)

    Faggot

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  • Swapnil Anagal (8/8/2015 5:01:00 AM)

    Cool stuff ;) you can do whatever...in 60 Seconds...Great work in 60 seconds...love it :)

  • Titi Dale Titi Dale (9/25/2012 4:20:00 PM)

    Randy is a great poet, and I'll be sure to read more of him in the future.

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 their 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 ...

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The Dream

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.

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