It’s Gonna Be Alright

Greg Powell's Down to Earth Bible Talk Podcast for Explorers

Poem Launching Down to Earth Bible Talk From sermon ‘The Good News Inside the Bad News’ Jeremiah 29:11 Fear not the terrors of night Schemes of devil parasites Pandemic blues and money tight Death dealers our nations plight Killing provoked from lies they write But you got might of Christ light Jesus One Love acolytes Radical compassion acts/ the good […]

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Pride in His Stride

Pride in His Stride is a poem inspired by Greg's son's graduation

Ancestral pride is in his stride, His destiny forward march Refined in pressure of midnight hours Refusing surrender to slumber as mind Wrestled with knowledge until It blessed and changed his name. I Don’t know him, but feel his triumphant Procession around the corner, walking In flight to future purchased by prayers. Warm breeze dripping off robe Like black wings/ […]

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Mother’s Glory

Mother's Glory, a poem by Greg Powell to his favorite mother

Love so profound it’s umbilical Cord of life, of beauty so lyrical Transcending pain and death mystical Moments and memories sweetly whimsical Shared heartbeat drumming musical Tears that drip joys not tragical Eyes glisten with peace spell magical Got mother in spirit and mother by my side Couldn’t imagine the trip when she was my bride She became mother before […]

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Black Love in Inner Space

Black Love in Inner Space for Deborah Powell

For My Forever I don’t take it for granted These moments earth Rotations minutes moments Years and sunrises like now In dim light of cold morning The rise of your sleeping breast Comfort me with blessings Of a new day a new sun Rise and anticipation of open Eyes greeting mine: good morning Baby, thankful for more of this Good […]

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Daddy’s Voice

Daddy's Voice by Greg Powell - poetry for Being Hueman

(For Dad’s 87th Birthday) Memories dim and refracted In days gone and presently lived Of Daddy’s voice, barely remembered. But presence magnified/ residue like Star dust everywhere And in everything I am. He taught me a man can love With beauty beyond gender Nourish a garden he didn’t Even know how to plant. How Did you do it, I asked […]

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New Widow’s Song of Faith

New Widow's Song of Faith - Hueman Poetry by Greg Powell

The bed, white sheet over my head Is not your casket, but it’s cold now. canvas of precious memories Soaking into my skin. I live within Them now, without you, gone baby gone To wherever sad place heaven is, For you must be grieving me too. Here, these tears, and offering to God Of heaven and the hell of lonely […]

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Night Fire and Forever Friend

Greg Powell writes Night Fires Forever Friends, a tribute to Deborah

For Deborah on her birthday Our love dance never ends Love shining from within Soul flavor of cinnamon Night fire and forever friend Eyes first touched in bible study class Face glowing sunshine/ skin like brass I dropped Jah wisdom/ thankful you were there Kept my eyes on mission/ tried not to stare But you were fine so fine from […]

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Song of a Free Soul

Song of a Free Soul written in 2002 by Greg Powell

(For Joetta Powell & all cancer overcomers) I live! I am alive! I am life! Yes! I journey through days and precious moments, I keep on climbing higher and higher My pain cannot diminish my promise. I live, And am blessed, so in my journey, I rise to bless. Tears flow, then cease to trouble me. My clear eyes see […]

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Neowise Comet Crosses Bridge

Honoring the Memory of John Lewis - Neowise Comet Crosses Bridge

(painting by Catherine A. Moore) We chased the comet, Descending like a teardrop It’s journey slashing polluted Onyx sky. And then the news John Lewis gone now John Lewis gone now. His Trail blaze righteously cutting Redemption way, dim, descending To rest with heroes under The earth, where they nurture Us in the night. The comet speaks And i see […]

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Beautiful Bird

Beautiful Bird by Greg Powell for Jonathan

(for my son, Jonathan, on his 15th birthday) pretty bird pecks orange beak on window. he’s made home in habitat, freedom of outside bushes. but he pecks against glass, collides with window over and over trying to break in. you open the window, invite bird to peck through screen/ break into little room. fear drives little bird away only to […]

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