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.
. I once felt language strike me like a storm — a flash that rearranged my heart’s circuitry. “Lightning in the Guts” came later, when that shock turned to song. It’s a roar against hollow talkers and self-appointed saviours, and a salute to those rare souls — poets, artists, truth-tellers — who speak because the […]
Once upon a romance in the crackle of a recordI listened for the faces butsaw – only gaps and spaces.I rubbed my eyes in wonder,afraid to snuggle under just in case I felt the touch of Mr Death. Once upon a headache on a carousel of jestersI looked through ancient rubric butit tasted stale and […]
With the thunder of a demi god, she announced her arrival. As I lay by her side I should’ve prayed for my survival. Locked in her arms I couldn’t resist the power and the glory of that girl’s kiss. she drew me in with her innocent eyes tore my spirit with a smile that hid […]
In the middle of the night i heard a * * * on the doorjumped outta my bed put my feet on the stone cold floori snuck a look out the windowdidn like what i saw there was your father & your brother & his best friendyour grandpa & your mother & your sister’s manyour […]
– 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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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? No! – 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 […]
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 […]
The words of Peter Akinwunmi (Peter Ak'i)