– If I could find the highway to success Do you think I’d be stumbling down this road? Do you think I’d be fumbling through the darkness? Do you think I’d be carrying this heavy load? Hell no I’d be flying, high, wild and free; And all you people; will all wanna be like me […]
Author: Pete Aki'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.
Well the red Sun brings hot rhythm to your journey, dancing swings – sing hymns to your victory Annunciation, visitation, presentation and then location In the temple of your dreams (4) – Dance, dance, dance with your mind unzipped Step two, three and swivel those hips On the tips of your toes, gyrate a little […]
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Those I Waved Goodbye To.
There comes a point when memory feels less like looking back and more like standing among ghosts who never truly left. This poem turns toward them with recognition (not grief) tracing the faint, eternal gestures between those who go and those who remain. It is about the quiet grace of waving, and still feeling the […]
Isn’t it a pity, trust all the pretty girls must live their lives from way outside their dreams? Isn’t it a shame, oh the man must take blame for making her; making her feel unclean? She is a fugitive; just like a fugitive runs from tomorrow oh oh. Wants to live; wants to live but […]
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I’d Like a Word Please.
Words: meaning, expression and reception; each unique and intimate. Mere units with which to communicate? Lexical devices? Verbal instruments? Creative inventions? Companions! Mates that are with me, ever ready to assist with my curiosities and relationships. Words to think, murmur, sing and holler, dimensions and features as distinct as colour, as definite as stones yet […]
NO MORE WANDERING LONELY AS A CLOUD. The valley’s kids play in the dirt, like daffodils, they grow from the earth. They’re fed on love and grounded truths. These are valley kids wrapped in earth and blues. Our grandads were slaves, same pain, same toll, Mine cuttin’ cane, theirs deep in the coal. Slavery blues […]
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Fabulous Newport County
Two video poems recounting The County’s FA Cup exploits of 2019. ‘Port’n Proud… Pill boys do battle… The Legend of Dave Parade… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-66ga8nrM8
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Poem for Cohen.
In 1968, under the spell of Beautiful Losers, LSD and the slow spin of an LP, (Songs of Leonard Cohen) I had a visceral seizure and something inside me was rearranged. Cohen’s voice entered not just my ears but my bloodstream—his words struck like voltage, forging the man and the maker I would become. What […]
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THE AGONY
Introduction Introduction: There are some truths I didn’t know how to speak for decades. Even now, I approach them with reverence and a bit of fear. They are too sharp for easy telling. Too close to the bone for polite memoir. But somewhere between memory and poetry, I found a voice that could say what […]
I am – distressed by people whose ideas are born from beyond the mess of intoxication. Their histories, lined with memory grease allow regrets to slip by, no longer grasping onto conscience; a white glare, pasted on past and future, disposes details, allowing only blurred and shadowy access. I am – repressed because people make […]
The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i) 