If Ahead I See – Robert Okaji

Gray skies filtered through light,eyes adapting space,the possibilities of the horizon or a footlashing out in reflex,what do I learn? The house finch sings as ifall air will expire at song’s end. Falling, I release this misplaced trust.The path, muddied and crowded with fools. to read more from this author, please click here: https://robertokaji.com/

Awaiting Thunder, he Dreams – Robert Okaji

https://robertokaji.com/ If all our voices were to meet in the atmospherewhat could the rain achieve? When we give nothing we have nothing. Is it enough to listen? Wisps and heaps, ripples and sheets. Accumulated, dispersed, fingersunknotting death’sgrip, steps taken around the flames, in caution, in delight,imagining the greatest undoings. “Awaiting Thunder, He Dreams” was firstContinue reading “Awaiting Thunder, he Dreams – Robert Okaji”

With Guitar in Hand – Robert Okaji

https://robertokaji.com/ With Guitar in Hand for Stephanie With guitar in hand I observe the green beetles bumbling about,the way they careen and crash and flail aimlessly, but to a purpose. Sometimes I attempt one note, only to strike another, or pluckingthree strings simultaneously, focus on the discordant one, which is, of course, me. How doContinue reading “With Guitar in Hand – Robert Okaji”

Sleepless – Roberk Ojaki

Sleepless One night exhausts another,layering sheets and blankets,wrinkles and folds. Oh, thebody wants to still the mind,and shedding this weight,float freely through the night.Your memory of sleep’s touchwithers as you lie there,absorbing the fan’s pattern.How wonderful, then, to finallydrift across the room and settlein that relaxed corner, among thecobwebs and shadows and thosefrustrated hours nowContinue reading “Sleepless – Roberk Ojaki”