Poetry from the Side of the Road: Collection of Poetry and Photographic Images

By RK McLean

A small collection of Poetry and Photographic images compiled over the years. To inspire and bring a variety of emotions to the reader. The hope is to bring to life the image of being in the moment as read. Painting with words is the best description.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 25, 2011
• ISBN: 9781462820580

RK McLean

Robert McLean was born in 1961, and grew up in the small community of Hudson Falls, New York. Influenced by his Grandmother, he grew to love reading and experimented with writing at a young age. In the mid seventies his family uprooted and moved to Northern California. A graduate from Piner High School in Santa Rosa, he was already firmly on his journey into adulthood. A father of three and grandfather, he continues to experiment with writing especially Poetry. His work includes in past a few varied articles in print, most recently in 2007, the collaboration of thirty international poets known as the Poetic Knights, their efforts in ‘Every man’, to put in forefront the need for more men’s cancer research. This is the first solo publication by said author. He resides with his wife today amongst the small desert communities of northern Arizona.

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POETRY

From The Side Of The Road

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Raindrops’

Drops in a pond

Like bolts of energy

Ripples shoot out

Perfect little circles

Until dispersing

Unseen by the naked eye

Raindrops

Bouncing

Over and under each other

Musical notes

Played by an unseen symphony

As thunder gently rolls overhead

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Eternally Yours’

I think of you most all the time,

Your loving soul intertwined with mine,

Your raven hair, your moist red lips,

The gentle touch of your fingertips.

Yours eyes behold a man as I,

In Love with you throughout all time,

In past we’ve met, we’ve loved and died,

To be reborn another time.

The crusades did keep us far apart,

Till in due time we did hold court.

Then off to the new world we met once more,

On a three mast ship and distant shores.

A wagon train west, in a prairie schooner,

Through wild new lands, I held your hands.

I bid farewell on a train headed east,

To foreign lands, to keep the peace.

Throughout all time,

Starting always as friends,

Two conjoined spirits,

A love that never ends.

As in the past I ask you this,

A small request, please don’t resist,

To be my bride throughout all time,

By saying yes—

Just one more time.

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Hopes’

So many nights I lay alone,

In wonder and dismay,

If a love would ever come,

To fill my each and everyday?

I would hold you close within my dreams,

And whisper loving things.

While holding hands, I’d stop and stare,

Into your loving eyes.

To whisper this,

With just one kiss,

How much,

I love you dear.

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