📷Some mornings betray hope. “I remember the first house still dark at breakfast… wondered why the night betrayed us.” — Protection 💭 When has darkness lingered longer than expected? #PoetryCommunity #BlackVoices #DasanAhani #UrbanPoetry #SpokenWord

Watching teaches. “I always wondered where daddy was going… Face all steel, neck all hitch.” — Protection 👀 What did you learn just by observing? #BlackPoets #FamilyPoetry #DasanAhani #SpokenWord #PoeticReflections

Some push to protect. “She pushes you away because she calls her the wrong tomorrow.” — Baggage Claim 💔 Who have you had to let go for their own good? #PoeticReflections #UrbanPoetry #DasanAhani #BlackPoetry #PoetsOfX

Celebration in embrace. “We hug like curtain call as our hearts applaud anxious, excited.” — Epic 💞 When did love feel like a performance? #PoetryOfLife #FamilyPoetry #DasanAhani #SpokenWordPoetry #PoeticExpression

📷Life improvises around loss. “I’ve watched death and divorce condemn and demolish love and evict hope… I’m making it up as I go along.” — Suspense #BlackPoets #UrbanPoetry #DasanAhani #PoeticVibes #SpokenWord

Growth thrives on attention. “Bright smiles and illuminated opportunities help them grow… encouragement watered consistently helps them thrive.” — Learning Orchards #PoeticReflections #LifeLessons #DasanAhani #UrbanPoetry #PoetryCommunity

Every day has its teacher. “Cupid shows it on Tuesdays. The Devil shows it on Hump Day. Death shows it on Sunday.” — The Architect #PoetryOfTheDay #Storytelling #DasanAhani #PoeticExpression #BlackPoets

Anger don’t whisper. It growls.

Riffin & Runnin. Dasan Ahanu + Bluz. An interactive FREEstyle poetic experience with Spoken Word and Storytelling from 2 award-winning spoken word artists. 11/15. The ArtsXchange 2148 Newnan Street East Point, GA 30344. $10. Doors 7pm, Show 7:30pm. riffinrunninatl2025.eventbrite.com

Ever hesitated and felt it eat at you later? #dasanahanu

Some meals feel like worship.

Death be loud even when it’s silent. #DasanAhanu #poetry #spokenword

The Jambalaya Soul Slam Giving Thanks Poetry Slam is Saturday 11/15/25 at 8:00pm in Durham, NC. Doors at 7:30pm. $10 general admission. See area poets take the stage to share their thoughts, ideas, and insights. …mbalayasoulslamnov2025.eventbrite.com

They called her Medusa. She was born red. #poetrycommunity

Love got a habit of looping pain. #poetrycommunity

Sometimes the airport holds more than just flights… “Conversations that left you hurt and confused. The man that doesn’t deserve her. I don’t deserve to watch your magic. To be front row as you make the best of ghosts, demons, and puppets.” — Baggage Claim #PoetryOfTheDay

Winter came to the apartment next door… “A man died in the apartment next door. Walls a screeching anguish. Floor a gasping choke. The bellow from his son's larynx a guttural Blues bass lick. It shook the building so hard I thought I heard God apologize.” — Next Door Elegy

“Outside was heaven and hell. Inside, we slept in faith. Woke to the smell of egg, grits, and grace. Daddy sitting at the table like God's response. We gave thanks and ate that amen together.” — Protection #Protection #PoetryOfTheDay #FamilyPoetry

“I step out the car. The door slams behind me. Look and see smoke over the back of the house. Smell chicken on the grill. We home. Ain’t no hug like Auntie’s perfume filling my nose. Soul music blaring through the speakers. We here.” — Family Affair

“They say the devil makes promises only night can keep. Womb corrupted in its sleep. Momma delivers what the night saved. The thorns were too sharp to keep. They saw it was a baby girl and began to weep. This is what wants can make.” — Medusa #poetry