SPEAK

Speak volumes when you communicate
that which you feel in your heart.
Say what it is that you feel you need to say.
Say it definitively and as if all depends on your statement.
Say it with passion, with fervor, say it with meaning,
Speak eloquently when these chosen words
enter the world so that you might be proud of your expressions.
Speak so when the words hit the ears of your loved ones
they smile and can be proud of what you have to say,
Speak like the beat likes your spoken art, street poetry,
Speak like King, like Selassie I, speak like a king,
Speak the words you find this night,
Those that move you to put your mind on paper,

Speak carefully, speak cleanly, speak without judgment,
Speak about how you will better yourself,
Keep from speaking on the ones that drive you
to speak about the negativity and the corruption at hand,
Speak about the positive changes you can make and
Speak about how you will make them grow,
Speak about the kind of growth that will
inspire someone to speak up.
Speak up,
Speak about those that urged you to utter the unforgettable,
that gave you confidence, that would not allow you to fail,
Speak people; speak in art, in words, in movement, in truth
Speak in rhythm, in thought, in silence,
Speak from the depths of your soul,
Speak from the mountaintop,
Speak for those who cannot speak for themselves,
Speak for me,
Speak about the blessings of life.

The L.C. presents SPONTANEOUS POETRY and MUSIC:
Inspiring the words to flow

Type: Music/Arts - Performance

Date: Thursday, April 15, 2010

Time: 7:00pm - 10:00pm

Location: The Black Box at Bacon Academy in Colchester

Description: The Libertine Collective presents:
Spontaneous Poetry and Music: Inspiring the words to flow
THE POETS -- Summer Tate, Jonathan Stanizzi, Jahsh Curzan, John Stanizzi
THE MUSICIANS -- Jason Stanizzi (percussion), Abu Alvin Carter (percussion), and Jim Mercik (guitar).
THE ARTISTS-- Corey Pane, Jeff Mansolf
The audience- YOU, seated on the stage with the performers
April 15th 7PM - 10PM
The Black Box at Bacon Academy in Colchester
611 Norwich Avenue
Colchester, CT 06415

$5 cover- proceeds to benefit the students of the Bacon Academy Theater for future events.

Ripened Harvest

145 Root Road JS-3.6.10

vines stream down like locks,
rooted where I rest, pull me towards the Earth
as I gaze upon the open, the vastness, that is just out
of grasp, seized in my imagination,
a contemplation, I taste the hillside
that I have taken in for some time now--
one evening as I bless away the day
like the day and day
before; I will reach over the wire
and stone to feast on
the ripened harvest

Rastafari is InI

Look into my eyes, to my soul, my dread heart,
Jah Almighty gives Rastafari the head start.
Witness the everlasting, Ites, Gold and Green,
Power of the Trinity, seen and unseen.
Ethiopia, lift up your hands,
Mother Africa, Zion I, the Holy Land.
Jah bring forth InI Holy King,
The King of Kings, The Lord of Lords, Ever Living,
Prophetic words, the blessed Coronation,
One and all bow down, seventy-two nations,
Behold the Lion of the Tribe of Judah
Break the seven seals, Earth’s rightful ruler.
I-man trod this life through the sands of Babylon
And eternally rest upon the rock of Zion.

Emerge

In the country air barren fields and barbwire
I can hear the sound of emergence,
the slow ascent of Spring and childhood.
Through the pine and willow we catch a glimpse of a red-shouldered hawk
And I teach you about it.

View from a distance, watch you learn to balance
above the rock wall and gravel,
silhouetted- sun rays compete to shine on your accomplishment
raise both hands in excitement, triumphant,
aware of the growth in you, blossoming.

Pulled out the ladder and toolbox, you carried yours proudly,
we hung the birdhouse you painted for me on the tree along the corn field.
What joy in your eyes when you handed me your gift.

And in mine when I see you.

3.4.10- In The News Today, Amongst The Top Headlines

63 dead and dozens injured as thousands stampede in Indian Temple

Chile death toll reaches 800, from massive 8.8 quake and tsunami

Sex abuse suit, diocese knew of priest’s bizarre behavior

String of blasts target early voters killing 17 in Baghdad

Earthquakes in Taiwan cause damage and injury

Woman found dead, police seek husband

Shooting inside Danbury hospital…

Where to go from here?

3.3.10

Maybe today will be the day...
that my life changes, that i can hold the hand of my little baby girl,
look into my daughter's newborn eyes and smile,
think about how far we have come,
the overwhelming love, and how our family has grown.

"for unto us a child is born..."

JS
3.3.10

Road to Zion

Artwork by Corey Pane

InI been troddin’ on this road to Zion
Amidst the Babylonians cold as iron
Geared up pretty with a suit and tie on
Satellite images to keep an eye on
The righteous individuals they creep and spy on
Offer a shoulder cold as ice to cry on
They pick pocket everything you spent some time on
InI been troddin’ on this road to Zion

InI been troddin’ tryin find a haven
Try to stay brave clean cut and shaven
Try to stay safe keep from misbehavin’
Keep it real quiet meditate keep praying
Avoid all distractions creeps and cravings
On these streets no delayin keep it straight no straying
The night in Babylon dark as raven
InI been troddin’ trying find a haven

InI been troddin’ till I rest in the distance
Reach my destination place with persistence
This life keep flashing by my eye in an instance
Learn from the Most High, life and my instincts,
Amidst all this pressure pain and resistance
I come to find the meaning in this life and existence
In every little breath wish to make a difference
InI trod till I rest in the distance

**Piece inspired from the above artwork for the

Graduate Institute Holistic Thinking Cohort 10-2

Culminating Project/Master's Thesis

JS
3.2.10

Dread Heart

Rastafari

JS 2-10

Eye of the Beholder

Eye of the Beholder

JS-10-09

Lion Sketch

Lion Sketch

An assignment was given to our cohort to bring in something

that represents us, our change over the last year,

a certain something, a tangible something to share our growth

to those individuals who have seen us grow,

and weep, and struggle laugh and pray,

meditate, communitcate, chant, and elevate.

This was a sketch to display the Lion in me,

but also to show that we are always changing, shifting, growing

as InI am far different than this morning,

having walked in the cool breeze of the day

and conversed in a way unplanned.

InI dedication to the Most High through all of the

learning, the yearning, the breaking of lenses

that have been created within me

through my experiences and trod.

What still remains is the desire for

overstanding and a consciousness

that allows me to be present in the present,

and in the Presence of HIM

"We must look into ourselves, into the depths of our souls.

We must now become something we have never been before.

For our education, experience, and environment have ill prepared us."

King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah,

His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Haile I Selassie I,

Jah Rastafari

Ever Living, Ever Faithful, Ever True