there was a tree that grew
in the land of
crystal magic morning mist
and neon mountain dew
with frogs that sing
a wonderous song
"we love ya man,
Here is where you belong"
it's roots grew strong
in the bank
of the lake
of milk and money
it's fruit is bright
and glows with light
"peace to all" says the tree
"come and eat of me"
the birds whistle ehchantingly
obey your thirst
ain't nothin' but the real thing
baby
the fruit is sweet
a thrill to eat
you'll be so high
you'll believe you can fly
if you bite too deep
you'll find the pit
you'll break your teeth
but live with it
survival of the fittest
friend
the strong survive
the weak must end
close your eyes
and turn around
another tree
a purer sound
on its leaves
live Sunday smiles
helping hands
and extra miles
it's branches hold birds
that work so hard all day
these are the birds
that surely know the way
the voice of the tree resounds
"come one, come all
we must save the world
from Adam's fall
there's dying souls
for us to tell
of the love of God
and the flames of Hell"
the joyful squirrels
who no longer sin
know exactly which tree
they belong in
they've given all
they had to give
they climbed the tree
so they can live
|
the fruit of this tree
is wholesome and true
come eat of it,
it's good for you
but remember, if you bite too deep
you'll find the pit
you'll break your teeth
but live with it
it's righteousness
brother
the good will live
the bad must suffer
but what is this
it cannot be!
you've broken a tooth
on the Righteous tree
you look to find
the other tree
the tree of sin
might set you free
you look around
and you can hear
that tree of old is
somewhere near
then you see
the two are the Same!
the Tree of Knowledge
of fun and shame
There grew a tree
in the Land of the Son
of forever love
for everyone
and from this tree
the land is blessed
with joy and peace
and perfect rest
the branches of the tree
are consumed with a fire
a breeze blows
and fulfills all desire
the voice of the tree
is gentle and strong
"come my children
come unto me
the fruit of my tree
was created for you
it's simple and tender
and good through and through
if you bite deep enough
you'll find that it's real
your broken teeth
you'll find have healed
it's love without reason
my dear little ones
love that brings life
to all daughters and sons"
-Tanya Randle-
 |
|
A Smile, on the face of a child
Wonderful wetness of raindrops
kissing my face
The child splashes in a mud puddle
giggle
Tilt back my head
peace
wash away my cares
Free
So free
by myself,
but not alone
I am
Splash
Raindrops, like tears
fall on the street
Sad but not unhappy
My heart knows joy
I am here
only because I want to be
The child smiles
-Tanya Randle-
|
|
sixteen raindrops
and sixteen smiles
wink
sixteen times
fall sixteen miles
daddy
catch the little girl
who so naively let her
heart
slip
into
hands
not yet ready to hold
this is an owie
you can't kiss away
this isn't the monster
that lives under the bed
if you rock her to sleep
daddy
do you teach her to hide
sixteen rainbows
and sixteen tears
dream
sixteen thoughts
for sixteen years
-Tanya Randle-
|
Inspiration in a poem
words that reach to illustrate
but can never quite illuminate
the truth that is
one shot of espresso
kool kat one eye closed
fingers snap snapping applause
spinning rhymes at midnight
among friends that disappear in the dark
your words fall smoothly off of
that phat baseline
straight from your heart
will they be heard
over torn jeans
long hip hippie hair
and electric guitars?
your smile is your poem
as you feel the music flow flowing through your fingers
faster faster
SCREAM your inspiration
you walk straight edge
Punk rock and Poetry
-Tanya Randle-
|