Reunion Welcome

Reunion Welcome, a Poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

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

Tall As Trees a Poem by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

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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Midnight in the War

Mama and Midnight in the War Greg Powell

Midnight in the War Midnight in the war. automatic shots pop funereal percussion. No blood flow, yet. Just crazed metallic chatter from mouths of babes. and tear drops from torn sky. Daddy P labors into night pouring sweat and time into black hole of credit trap, leaving Mama nervous, spirit suspended over crossfire of the deceived. she getting old and […]

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Of Love and Dust and Love Again

Of love and dust and love by Greg Powell

Of Love and Dust and Love Again Be careful to whom you give Your fragile heart. Be sure of the hands You place your jewel. They that heal can also Kill joy that sprouts Your smile. Hands Gone wrong can wreck you. Can whither and suck you Dry. Drain your life river To caked mud. Still your pulse And stagnate […]

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Freestyle Loving #1

Freestyle Loving #1 by Greg Powell

Freestyle Loving #1 I want to take it slow, stroke your glow, kiss your soul, savor the flow, love you whole. My action gains traction on every attractive fraction My artistic practice gives you drastic satisfaction My comfort zone is your home like a soulful honeycomb Massage your skin tone caress your bones ‘til you moan Make love to your […]

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Dance of the NoName Diva

Dance of the NoName Diva by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Dance of the NoName Diva (…my 19 year old son, home from college, invites me to concert…December 31, 2017, Lincoln Hall, Chicago) The conspiracy of nodding heads To blunted out sounds percolating Slow burn Afro punk vibe on the low end Making lights dance through smoky club haze Making son and friend dance stiffly And then loose themselves like boiling […]

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Invitation

Invitation is a poem by Greg Powell of Being Hueman

Invitation What if everybody had religion And the living word was love? No will to power but compassion To prosper. No ideology to conquer, Schism to compel. evolution Out living hell to state of no jails. No greed to deny what we need. And we didn’t name it something Other people cannot be. if we loved The waters, air, life […]

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Apology and the Quest for Learning

Apology and the quest for learning by Greg Powell for Being Hueman

Apology and the Quest for Learning as your daddy who dies painfully and resurrects every night with love for you/ momma and me, I’m sorry I say to the midnight while you sleep. alone in parenthood angst. you annoyed the fuck out of me while I was doing God’s work, I tell myself without conviction. my ego bamboozled run amuck […]

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Natural Head Revolution

At Illinois State University, Natural Head Revolution, poem by Greg Powell

Natural Head Revolution (Inspired by an Angela Davis Lecture at ISU) Natty heads arise Natty minds surmise Natty time to radicalize Natty eyes on the prize Black souls naturalize Resurrect our soul ties Freedom fighting voices rise Revolution of the wise Lift your mind drop the gun Freedom calling forward run Flash your dreads like Rastaman Keep on climbing to […]

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