The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i)Hello there... I'm Pete Akinwunmi, aspiring poet, singer, harmonica player, saxophonist, sports psych & erstwhile rugby player. On this site you’ll find my writings in the form of poems and song lyrics (a few of both accompanied by video footage) expressing my love of words, word play and fun expressing personal psychological insights related to being the best you can be or at least as happy as possible with what you are.
GRASPING THE NETTLE. Five years old, suddenly alone; in a Childrens’ Home.He was cared for, as one of manywhich crushed and confused his identityand meant a little boy grew, without self-value. Eight years later and his mind is full ofself-loathing imaginings intertwined like bramble.Dispiriting thoughts, tangled; like the curls on his head,as if tousled and […]
When I was young, about twenty-two or three, feeling fit and powerful, there was no stopping me. At school Phys-Ed teachers said, “You’re built to compete,” said I had the body of a perfect athlete and I must admit, I thought the world was at my feet. Me and my best friend Llewellyn – we […]
I was born in Cardiff in 1951. At 5 years old I was taken from my mother, to live in a Dr. Barnardo’s Childrens’ Home in Cardiff. Later, aged 9, I was transferred to a Home in Aberdare, where I lived until I was 16. However while in Cardiff (just prior to Christmas 1957) a […]
I piggy-back my Mrs; she feels almost weightless, both our kids are laughing uncontrollably riding on my feet. Their arms enfold my calves, and their giggling grins carve smiles on our faces too. Ahead, along the path, the gnarled, spirit hands of ancestors reach without grasping. I trudge contentedly.
I’m gonna be famous, I am. I’ve got it all sorted, gathered all the resources required for my master plan. No question how I’ll do it, I’ll improve myself as a poet; then, when the popularity of poetry surges; when light-shining poets emerge as prophets with clarity of vision and ways of speakin’ that elucidate […]
He emerged, undisturbed by the melody of babble and jabber, into silence. Mother’s moist, sympathetic eyes, harmonise with her caring crescent. Images, engendered from this gentle, somehow sinister, quiescence burden his innocent perceptions with knowing ignorance. White coats flutter; busying noiselessly. Machines, their dials awhirr with sharp jumping traces, vibrate rhythms to multitudes of peering faces. […]
Come on then Dealer, do what you’re paid to do, shuffle and deal from the top of the deck and give me the cards I’m due. Come on now Dealer, let’s get on with the game, win or lose I’m ready for joy or pain. I hope to start with a hand full of kings and […]
Every man must have a belief, and I’ve had myself a think. My faith is strong and brings such relief, I believe I’ll have another drink. I get so drunk I can’t lie down straight; that’s when I find inspiration So what I have to say about sobriety is – it’s ok in moderation. They […]
I went for a ride – on the back of my old blues harp. Chasin’ the blue notes, sevenths and sharps blowin’ the steel real hard. I went as low as it is to go and up so high I grazed the sky. All on the back of a beaten up old blues harp. I […]
I could go on – but why? This life of embittered melancholy, has chilled my spirit; frozen me. So – I quit. My position as an adult, I hereby refute, I have a new catapult which assuredly I’ll shoot at anyone and everyone who stands in my way toward freedom and innocence. My life is about to […]
The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i)