Author: Pete Aki'i

I’ve been through changesAll of my life.Version 1, version 2, version 3, version 4Now I’m into version 5.I believe I am vergingOn another trickYes I’m pretty certain that soon I will bemoving into what will be my version 6!1 2 3 4 5; 1 2 3 4 5 (x2) Version 6 point zeroIs about to […]

(You don’t have to solve the world. You can stroke a cat and guzzle beer”) I’d like me a cats’s day, 24 hours without effort or views.A placid, subdued day, no work and no news.With the moggy in my lap, purring, asnooze, a whole empty day to do nothing, just as we choose.A day of […]

When I first looked up and out‘Twas enough to make me shoutIn wonder and surpriseAt what I saw thru the water in my eyes.A Leviathan on thingsWhich moved without gill, tail or strings.A face, looking clueless into my homeAll nosey while he moseys.What is the stuff above the eyesThat waves like the crowfoot that lieson […]

(The fiercest thing I had to govern was the storm within myself). —— At fourteen I was old enough to know the weight of a voice that cracks like a ruler on a desk. In the Children’s Home, trouble meant thunder, names thrown sharper than sleet against windows, silence clamped like a lock on the […]

. 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 […]