Randy McClave

Gold Star - 15,317 Points (Ashland, Kentucky)

Randy McClave Poems

321. Adulthood 12/6/2012
322. Is Betrayed 12/7/2012
323. Betrayed 12/7/2012
324. I Will Pray 12/9/2012
325. This One Man 12/11/2012
326. Ending Of All 12/11/2012
327. Ignore 12/13/2012
328. A Judge 12/15/2012
329. Poor Man And The Rich Man 12/16/2012
330. Sadness In Connecticut 12/17/2012
331. War 12/27/2012
332. Smoking 12/28/2012
333. Drinking 12/28/2012
334. Creation 12/30/2012
335. Under The Moon 12/30/2012
336. Peter And Paul 1/1/2013
337. Home Of Dreams 1/1/2013
338. Intertwined 1/3/2013
339. Swimming With The Stars 1/4/2013
340. Will Not Forget 1/5/2013
341. Holy Night 12/24/2012
342. Affection 12/24/2012
343. Be Quite 1/5/2013
344. Being Counted 1/7/2013
345. Freedom To Write 1/7/2013
346. Judgement For Us All 1/10/2013
347. Leave With Grace 1/10/2013
348. Secrets 1/13/2013
349. Say No To Love 1/13/2013
350. My Abyss 1/13/2013
351. Valentine 1/16/2013
352. Without Fear 1/17/2013
353. The Jacket 1/18/2013
354. My Love 1/18/2013
355. Abigail 1/20/2013
356. Our Choice 1/22/2013
357. Fiery Pits Of Hell 1/23/2013
358. The Toothache 1/27/2013
359. Gossiping Woman 1/28/2013
360. Young Once Again 2/1/2013

Comments about Randy McClave

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

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

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  • 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

Then He Cried

When he left his mother and the doctor spanked his hide
In that delivery room he then first cried,
But, that cry that he uttered so proudly and loud
Was a proclamation to all, that he'll make his mother proud.

As a young boy he and his mother walked hand in hand
She taught him that one day alone he must make his stand,
So, in defeat he would not ever give up, but again he would try
And not once ever in a loss, did he cry.

The man that he became was not crafted from a father or brother
It was from the desire and the love from his mother,
Now, the man ...

Read the full of Then He Cried

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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