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.
. With a single breath, millions of seedlings are loosed into the roaming air. Each one carries its quiet design, its tiny, perilous hope. Wind, sun, rain will choose their futures; most will settle, root, and soon become creators in their own right. Such is the labour of life, obvious to the world; and the […]
The cost of making it this far I can only help you understand. I’ve paid the price of a childhood tossed into wasteland, where monsters real and imagined stalked my footsteps and thrashed me into silence. Where I was spat at as I moved to kiss, forced to swallow phlegm instead of tasting bliss. Going […]
Festival rich summers. Blasting saxy notes over ponchoed rainbow hunters. Deep into mellowed evenings, My tunes melting into those tiny wafting breezelings And the people smiling Some standing still, some laying Some swaying in dance. against the green hills. From my stage they all are wearing love and grins Heady with music and the aroma […]
Honeyed heart, recall all those moon high nights, the starry vista as we lay on the damp aromad grass of our youngness whileBob Dylan and Leonard Cohen accompanied our fantasies. I never fulfilled your Mr Darcy dreams tho I did pick flowers for you.I suspect You had greater thoughtsthan daisies and buttercups,but our initials will […]
I love me now.Now that I know that the merry-go-round of emotional traumas and suffering I have experienced were omens and were inevitable if I continued to be at war with my own truth.Authenticity was hard to find. I love me now.Now that I know that to convince the world of anything means I must […]
NO CONTEST. Sunday after Sunday we trod the way, familiar past the point of boredom. The way led to the House of God. Ten, twenty, thirty children, all under sixteen marched as prisoners to sing and listen to Jesus, who never answered our prayers for a mum and dad to care, or to care for. […]
He believes language is no leash of mind more like a stallion, unbroken, wild-eyed, lover and lightning bolt, chalice and sword, through which the unspeakable takes on the world. From the first pale flicker of dawn on his lids to the black hush where dreams play delirious, his mind fills with luminous, wordless tides. To […]
Summer stars dance like marionettes,as they glitter through the leaves.Open ears on trembling earthhear the susurrations of the trees.Close those Summered eyes to pray,and see what Autumn freeslift the mask from your eyesand see the sloth of Summer sleaze.–Kiss the pregnant Crystal Fairywatch as the petals burst,glory as the Autumn rain suckscolours from the dirt.Croak […]
There’s a monger down the market with foreboding on his cart, He’s selling trepidation, wrapped in yellow chicken hearts. If you’re looking for some extras, he’ll add a qualm or three, buy a bag of angst and horror, you’ll get a new bete noire for free. –Hanging baskets full with phobias, all a sickening bloody […]
Once as a dusk entombed me, Hope grew hoarse, and shadows doomed me. In a house where forces groomed me I thought of thoughts I dared not speak. Each wall was lined with disheveled dreams Scars from storms I ought never to have seen. Time – that ghostly, grinding wheel, Carved new cracks in every […]
The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i)