twenty one years, anniversary poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Twenty One Years

Twenty One Years (In celebration of the 21st Anniversary of our union) You are rhythm to my days, music read and memorized, notes improvised on breaths of our love, tempo that moves me higher and higher. Heartbeat that compels me to give thanks for the gift. You, exhaling life and love gifts In every breath. in every morning glory, no […]

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Reunion Welcome, a Poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Reunion Welcome

Reunion Welcome (To my family, with love, reflecting on our 2018 Reunion) Blues guitar whining Voices intertwining Roots kin binding Time stream unwinding Memories in the making Together undertaking Soul ties demonstrating Love orchestrating Celebrating graces Of new little faces And those long in the race The weight bends time and space We stay in far places But the distance […]

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Tall As Trees a Poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Tall As Trees

Tall as Trees (against state sponsored abuse of any Hueman’s child) Under soft yellow lights Clothes racks, tags hanging Like strange fruit, towered over Little me. I couldn’t see Over them to find daddy Who was taller than trees. Stay right there he told me But, I wandered, into a strange land A hostile place, clothes rack Monsters Closing in […]

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Greg Powell writes a editorial piece 'Thoughts of Martin's Dream.'

Thoughts of Martin’s Dream

Thoughts of Martin’s Dream Blood in the streets and schools suggest the check America wrote at its inception continues to bounce. Hope is shaken and corrupted. Our future is on trial as a people and a nation. Yet I still dream, Martin, like you taught me. My child eyes saw you in the black and white screen speaking Hueman sense […]

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