Oceania, in 13 parts
Swirling around the vortex
Spirals of light drawn in
No escape from the universal pull
Falling into the depths of time (Quasar)
Watching from above
Secrets known, forever seen
Darkness grows
Hidden silent and cold
In our own reality (Panopticon)
Hanging from the heavens
A guide to light the way
Stories told by night
And shadows cast by day (The Celestials)
A glow within, burning bright
A feeling of peace in its presence
The threads of time slowly unwind
And give way to reveal its essence (Violet Rays)
The cold dark days you bring
Standing still against the wind
Waiting for new beginnings
Awakening from within (My Love is Winter)
We knew from the start
It would change the way we feel
Music from the heart
A way of showing us it's real (One Diamond One Heart)
Circling wheels against the sky
They spin in a dizzy daze
Making patterns against the sun
Finding wishes and opportune ways
A roulette for chances undone
To answer those who ask why (Pinwheels)
A rough stone polished smooth over time
By tidal waves
It sits alone but free
At the edge of the sand
Waves come to take it back to the sea (Oceania) (stolen from an older
poem)
She rides to the edge of the waves
On a journey with the moonlight
She'll never say never
As she fades into forever (Pale Horse)
Appearing on the horizon
The creature has left its lair
To warn us of storms and change ahead
A message of chaos in the air (The Chimera)
A storyteller from afar
Bringing the words we need to hear
She'll tell you of the future
Of the trials and despair
And the faith to take us through (Glissandra)
Empty thoughts and empty words
Staring back from a blank page
The ghost writing a hidden tale
Mysteries revealed for the coming age (Inkless)
She waits by the wayside
Wilted by the heat of the sun
Torn by the winds of spring
Only to make her stronger
To face whatever winter may bring (Wildflower)
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
Concert review - Smashing Pumpkins 1996
Smashing Pumpkins - Queens Wharf Events Centre, Wellington, 24 May 1996
One fan stated on her way home after this show, that she could die right then and her life would be complete.The Smashing Pumpkins had left her feeling fulfilled. They certainly lived up to expectations, putting on a stunning performance that seemed to go on forever. They introduced the show with the instrumental "Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness' from their latest album of the same name. Then the four members of the band came onto the stage and ripped into their songs. Singer Billy Corgan growled his way through "Today" and a backdrop, showing blended patterns and distorted images, lit up behind the stage. They played some favourites 'Disarm', 'Cherub Rock' and the hard-hitting new songs. A highlight was '1979', where guitarist James Iha persuaded the crowd to imagine they were in a discotheque in the 70's instead of a 'sweaty dance hall'. Everyone danced along to what seemed to be the most popular song of the night.
Then Billy Corgan became serious for a minute when he told the crowd about a Wellington woman who had called them and asked them to dedicate a song to her son, who had died a week before the concert. He had committed suicide. She said they were his favourite band. They played 'Bullet with Butterfly Wings' for him.
Security was alarmed when 20 or so desperate fans broke through a fire exit at the back of the events centre and enjoyed half the concert for free. Also, those who tried to take photos of the show were stopped by security and cameras were confiscated.
After several songs, the band left the stage, and the crowd started stomping and chanting 'Pumpkins!' and other various incomprehensible words. James Iha came back on and asked if it was a soccer or rugby chant, he didn't know, because, as he said, he came from "Chicago, the city of basketball and Michael Jordan". Then he played a solo song of his (Blew Away) before the rest of the band joined him for a few more songs. They left and returned to the stage 3 or 4 times to satisfy the noisy crowd. The drummer Jimmy Chamberlin, sat hidden behind his drums for the whole show, and D'arcy, the female bass player, kept quiet aside from some backup vocals. Billy and James kept saying 'Thank-you Wellington" as the fans screamed their enthusiasm. They said goodbye as they left the stage for the final time, leaving fans with the satisfaction that the Smashing Pumpkins had put on a rockin' good concert, and for some, had made their lives complete.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
A poem by John Pule
Be generous with your life
drink rain from the heavens,
not from the cup of uncertainty
There are moons that create shadows
that you have journeyed
and are about to journey again.
There are suns that illuminate
doorways and enter the house
of the imagination, furnishing
the rooms with memories
and unfaltering
beauty from Gods.
You have seen a beautiful stone
and the songs that come from it
will always wait for you.
drink rain from the heavens,
not from the cup of uncertainty
There are moons that create shadows
that you have journeyed
and are about to journey again.
There are suns that illuminate
doorways and enter the house
of the imagination, furnishing
the rooms with memories
and unfaltering
beauty from Gods.
You have seen a beautiful stone
and the songs that come from it
will always wait for you.
Wake up
I can see the people waking up
slowly, one by one
eyelids lifting, hearts beating
to the sound of the same drum
No anger, no fear
but peace and calm
and sorrows from the past are gone
closer now to the truth
a long journey taken with care
giving thanks along the way
to the ones who stayed near
and to the beggars and fighters
forgiveness for their sins
for sin is merely going astray
from the one path that is clear
Friday, September 30, 2011
Where the answer lies
Yield to the flowers
As they smile at the sun
Give way to the trees
As they wave to the wind
Reach out to the birds
As they sing to the sky
Make way for a school of fish
As they swim on by
Challenge the mountains
As they stand their ground
Seek out the islands
Where peace can be found
Look up to the stars
As they dare to dream
Silence the night
While chasing a moonbeam
Turn towards the ocean
As it unfolds on the beach
A glimpse of an answer
That lies just out of reach
Friday, August 5, 2011
Seed
How well are you grounded
How far do your roots go down
Is it time to branch out
Reach for the light
That was out of your grasp
The intentions grown
From one simple seed of truth
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Where the River Flows
There once was a time
When the rivers met
Where we could stand our ground
The water flows fast now
Fighting against the storm
The enemies retreat
It’s so cold outside
Why won’t they go away
The noise of the world
Blocking out their sound
With some sort of enlightenment
Pulsating in the ears
The pictures tell us stories
The blank screen stares
Truth or fiction, who knows
We turn away from the lies
To reach for lines written
The pages appear one by one
A book to open the mind
The chapters of the soul
Read by anyone who cares
To set upon the open road
To go where the river flows
To stand their ground
When the rivers met
Where we could stand our ground
The water flows fast now
Fighting against the storm
The enemies retreat
It’s so cold outside
Why won’t they go away
The noise of the world
Blocking out their sound
With some sort of enlightenment
Pulsating in the ears
The pictures tell us stories
The blank screen stares
Truth or fiction, who knows
We turn away from the lies
To reach for lines written
The pages appear one by one
A book to open the mind
The chapters of the soul
Read by anyone who cares
To set upon the open road
To go where the river flows
To stand their ground
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Degradation
Take a walk down
To the riverside
The water running slow
No longer clear
The birdsong absent
Unnatural silence
The water disturbed
By roaming cattle
Calls unanswered
Tonight the river swells
Solutions so simple
The river screams
The criminal hides
Behind the power of money
A screen of shame
That will mean the end
All the effort
Struggling to make change
Many voices join in
Only hope remains
To the riverside
The water running slow
No longer clear
The birdsong absent
Unnatural silence
The water disturbed
By roaming cattle
Calls unanswered
Tonight the river swells
Solutions so simple
The river screams
The criminal hides
Behind the power of money
A screen of shame
That will mean the end
All the effort
Struggling to make change
Many voices join in
Only hope remains
Monday, August 1, 2011
Alice
Going down the rabbit hole
Into another world
Surreal and superb
No limits in this universe
The life before was dull
Taking the red pill
Unplugging from the machine
Becoming machines of god
Suffer is all that we do
Suffer for this life
Our waiting has been cruel
But now we are released
Into the wild
Into infinity
Into another world
Surreal and superb
No limits in this universe
The life before was dull
Taking the red pill
Unplugging from the machine
Becoming machines of god
Suffer is all that we do
Suffer for this life
Our waiting has been cruel
But now we are released
Into the wild
Into infinity
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