MultiStages - Upcoming Events

MultiStages - Upcoming Events:

"2009

NEW WORKS

CONTEST WINNER. This spring

we will produce the world

premiere of Hell and High Water, Or Lessons for When the Sky Falls

by Jamuna Yvette Sirker.

(Playwright’s photo upward Hell and High Water is an

artistic account of

survival told by witnesses

of Hurricane Katrina. Ms. Sirker is a displaced survivor of

Katrina who uses her artistry to

share the drama of what she and others experienced,

and the lessons they

wish to share. By weaving

the historical and political with farcical and

surreal elements,

the playwright explores

the psychological impact of loss, abandonment,

and displacement experienced

by her colorful characters. Hell and High Water

includes multimedia, poetry, dance,

and New Orleans jazz. In addition to

the New Works events,

we will present our Script

Development Series which gives audiences the opportunity to follow

the growth of a play and engage

in creative and educational dialogues with playwrights.

Details on the Series to come"

update: THIS WAS A GREAT DAY

FOR ME..VALENTINES

brought NEWS...my son

RUSSELLJORDAN

has now been

CAST as a UP AND COMING

ENTRY 2

HELL and high water.

Congratulations!!!!!!!

goes out to YOU

Look OUT Broadway

A POINT OF VIEW..SENIORS IN THE WORKFORCE

Shoutbox:

LISTEN

"if you truly accept who you are...

you will never

be threatened by another~"

~~~(((())))~~~

I am what

shakes ur hand..

says hello..

it's a pleasure

to meet u..have a seat..

looks over ur credential..

smiles in ur face

open's there mouth..

with a encouraging response....

and corporate means..

Sorry..THE job's been filled..

but we'll hold ur application

for three months

of which..there should

be a slot opened

recommended for

ur background

what do u do..after such gratitude..

get the hell outta that bullshit..

walk down to

the nearest agency..

where Jobs are

required to fill the void & keep

your life restored..retirees

are now

the exception to the rules..

finding them

over the hill..when ur tired ..

God has the Last word

not

The Dept Of Labor..

seek and u will find..

JOBS available

keep looking..

eyes that can still see

the futures down with the program ...

thats when ur

behind the desk of that

person who hires u in the first place

senior ciizens

have a blessed life

knowing ..yours is not in the dark..

but..the light of days forward

A change..thanks...

BARACK OBAMA..

we shall overcome..YES WE CAN..

thought I mention

Create...Sheila T Jordan

I'm the (1)

COLD SHOULDER

When u deny

a symbol of me..

it reflects..as priority..

when ur eyes meets mine..

it sends a message of

LOVE in plural

sense..not hanging

on 2 Pain in defense..

when..ur powers

of deep emotion..

wore my life as a

mountain in high peaks

to reach heaven..

WHAT was bestowed

thru my eternal organ..

where I felt cold..

bitter..for days & nights..

my chemistry

bites no bullets or hides

like a weak link

opponent..

who debates me as a

challenge..

I will not

be a tabloid misfit..

on the edge of denial

or regrets..if the shoe

fits..I wear The

EXPERIENCE

my bold commercial read..

WORDS makes up

that person..down

in detail..w/ discretion

the formula of

hatred..

but.. if the mood smears

me as the critic..

another monstrosity

gone wrong..

u heard it all before

type theory..

I still hold my head

up high..

shed what hits below '

the belt of

midnight madness..

acquired by poor taste..

while Chronicles

defend there

own title..what speaks loud..

where the heart

bares all..

with no shame..

sees a future left in LOVE

SO..as the world

continues to perform

laureates with

humble art flow..

publically openly..straight

2 the point..

raw..where skin action felt..

ur touch..

feeling me folding..like

a 4page

script..left undone

who divorced it's

longevity

ends the soul

of mating..where God's

plan was final..

where fury

held me..a soul mating

time in a bottle..shatters..

breaks..the bond of rib..

where I dismember..come apart..

closed doors.. 4 years..

where storms

spoke...

the spinal core is now..

a legend of dispair..

.the sound

of a poet's nightmare..

what greets her enemy..

The wrath..

trying to define me..

a misprint..overlooked pages..

only this time..

I get a chance to be..

the answer 2..

what's going on inside

my head..

if u will...I come direct ..

a WOMAN..

who is tired of being a

misprint..

in quotation..

ONLY..

how u see me..

I don't come in poor

taste I am ur title...

take all of me or nothing

at all..what never

really spoken

LOVE..seriously...

ETERNALLY

urs..WORDS I BECOME

the Identity

a script..The End..U left

New..thanks YOU

GLAD

mines still has

Love..4..lol

ya know who it is

WHAT AM I 2 u

fill in the Blanks..

YEAH

SMILE..U got it..

I'M still LOVE

A tabloid ..fit 2b

READ

all wrong..arrogance

of review..being

accused..

falsely mistaken..

leaves

a broken heart..HURTING..

get it write!!!

by Create..

Sheila T Jordan

WHISPHERS IN THE DARK/ a dedication to my mom

TODAY..

I AM THINKING..

WHAT IS IT LIKE

WHERE U ARE IN HEAVEN

WHERE THE SPIRITS

ARE GREETING

YOU AS U LEAVE

EARTH

WHERE OURS BECOME

A LIFE

WITHOUT YOU..

SPEECHLESS.

I STARE OUT OF MY WINDOW

THROUGH SKIES OF

BLUE

I COME CLOSE WITH

MYSELF..

FROM

FEAR IN THE WORLD

MET

I GO TO MY SANCUARY

CRY TO MYSELF..

LONELY

WHERE UR ARMS HOLD ME

WHERE UR SMILE

CONSOLES ME

WITH EVERY PASSING DAY

THAT BREATHES A SIGN OF

EMPTINESS..

U COME BEFORE ME

GIVING ME A REASON

TO CARRY ON

WHEN LIFE KEPT U ON

GOING

NEVER SEPARATING

YEARS AS

ONE

MOM..I KNOW IT IS

THAT TINY SPARK INSIDE

WHAT NEVER STANDS

ALONE

WHERE UR HEART CLINGS

WHEN SPACE LEFT

MISSING US BACK

HOME

BUT I OWN UR POWER

I AM UR

DAUGHTER..

I FEAR NO SUBJECT..NO

OBSTACLES HERE

U CLAIMED ME..BIRTH

MY EXISTENCE

IS CLEAR..

I WILL REMAIN

YOUR SEED OF FAITH

WHERE I BECOME

AFTERMATH OF DEMISE

STAY SWEET

MY ANGEL OF HEAVEN

REST UPON

GOD'S THRONE

I WILL MAKE U PROUD OF ME

I WILL ANNOUNCE

UR POETRY..WORDS U LEFT

WITH ME

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR

ALLOWING ME

TO SHARE THOSE

MOMENTS DEAR..

AND WAKE EVEN IN

THE HOURS

OF LOSS..

U LEFT ME WITH

NO CROSS 2 BARE..

BUT

A GIFT OF LIFE

I NO LONGER HAVE TIME

TO WASTE..

IN THE NAME OF

THE

FATHER..

THE SON AND

THE HOLY

SPIRIT..

WISDOM &

KNOWLEDGE..

I WILL

PRAISE HIM..

LIKE

U ALWAYS TAUGHT ME

PEACE &

GOOD WILL ..IT SHALL BE

DONE..AMEN

ARTELIA B(BULLOCK)..

JORDAN

I MISS U..LOVE U MOTHER

Love Is A Language Understood Only By The Heart

Love Is A Language Understood Only By The Heart

I become

your

burning desire 2

feel myself in

side & out

ur body..you

come with

all the mighty strength..

what forms

my need to wake..

become

ur breathless

end...the urge

dipped in bathwater

relieve the

soul intense..lavish our

black skin..

with a twist of lather...

swim in between our limbs

where we

rub one another's

vitality..stripped upon reality

where I moan & feel

the energy

which gravitates..sliding

down.. endure ur touch..

the tenderness,

holding me..

lovely under lather

sharing the nectaur of pure

sexual pleasure

learning to

explore ..but knows no limits

2 climax in progress..

where u pull

the plug reveal whats left

a Natural habit..hard

2break free..being wet

stay stuck on

Impulse complete what

can't

stepout on LOVE..

where the towel drops..

I wait..a lil longer..

live in ur

bathwater & drown

in my glory

I drift heavily..lick ur tower

of POWER

UNTIL ..all comes

tumbling down on me

The finale..

making LOVE with...??

Damn!!!!!!!..I'm through..

already..muah!!!!!

goodnite..u

Sheila T Jordan..

Create

"LIFE

ISN'T ABOUT

WAITING

FOR THE STORM

TO PASS... IT'S

LEARNING

HOW TO DANCE IN

THE RAIN !"

my verse

STEP

DOWN AND BECOME

UR NATIVE SUN..

WHAT OPENS THE SKIES AND

LIGHTENS

UR HEART..WHAT GAVE

U RHYTHM

WEALTH,HEALTH &

LOVE

WHAT HEARS THE BEAT

OF THE DRUMS

TO STABLIZE THE JOY..

THE LAUGHTER OF SOUND..

WHAT RADDLED THE EAR

POWERFUL..WHERE LIFE KEEPS

US MOVING

GROOVING, 2 THE BEAT of

DANCING Feet

IN THE RAIN..where U & I

become the

SOUL'S VIBRATION..calling

HIM...Moonlite

2 STORMS mating..

AN Imbrace..WHAT calms

be4.the WRECK effects..FLOATS away

dies..NOT LIFE..but..

the

KISS that SAYs Goodbye..

EARTH..Where I am

the signs compatible WITH URS

FISH GOTTA SWIM..

we become

THE population

of thirst,

What SURROUNDS..you..

THE

refreshing Drink..

the PEACE I bring u

MR PEABODY..u KNOW

what I MEAN

MUAH!!!!!!!

SHEILA..Create

HAITI'S DESTRUCTION...GOD!!!!..HELP THEM ALL..PLEASE!!!!!

I HEAR

the sound of buildings..

falling..crumbling..

where I run for cover..duck..

HIDE

praying to GOD for help..

are these the signs in

which u come..

2 bare witness in Life..

be the answers to ..

the times we

hold as punishment..

see all that don't serve

what enters our continent...

sends a message..we are the last

days of living... gives an

ounce of prevention to cure..

the unexplain..

still leads us to heaven ..who

believes God is our only King...

who rages from above..

the ARCHANGEL..THE

everlasting

Christ..

our SAVIOR ..

we bow down..

Elect..

be flesh & blood..will

change this Land to save..in the

name of Jesus..

I ask that u bring about

a Nation of

will..gather all that knows him...

collect all in need of...where DEATH..

destroyed...

show some compassion..

grab a bundle..donate

whats worthy..

help this poor Land of Zoe..

find it in ur hearts to

relinquish

anything.. urselves

in times of worship...if it's just

a few blankets..sheets

baby products..

packaged food items..

medical supplies...I have several

neighbors

who lost family members..

as well as some who

found them alive..

tragedy comes

when ur lest expected..

our days are numbered..

DOZENS

were found..bodies wasted like

there was no meaning at all..

in this land worth living...

why???

IS NOT THE Question..

it's how u save what still remains..

concrete..standing..alive...come &

greet the morning with

Haiti as ur first priority..

Donate..

create something..become

that idea...store what guarantees..

LIFE..once more for these

individuals

who can't understand..

mother nature's occurrences ..

Just believe in God..

like these people who

are christian..

Catholic..born ..

as myself.. baptised..

but I converted..Israelite..

no matter what the religion or

beliefs..Doesn't matter when

it comes 2Life's turning points..

u have no control over...

Pray to our King..

GOD of Jerusalem...

save them all...please!!!!!!!!

PEACE...

Create..Sheila T Jordan