Short Uncensored Poems
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Embracing my illusion,
reality slipped away
as truth returned uncensored
—all memory out to play
(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)
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Uncensored and raw
One foot in front of the other…
that’s usually enough
One thought no longer indentured
captive or rebuffed
One heart in search of love
a new life to begin
One verse free and uncensored
—your legacy to sing
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
What has befallen my father may well befall me.
Should that be my fate, remember me as I was, my loves,
As I shall be remembering you in the happiest times of long ago,
As I hope he is doing now,
Although the lizard brain is uncensored, as is it's way.
Thus it lies, let him be.
I’ve lived in here for more than a decade
Comfortable walking through life
But never making it my home
I don’t know where the fault lies
But it doesn’t matter when you ain’t living.
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Between Two Hearts
Uncensored Heart
whispers, murmurs passionate secrets.
Uncensored Mind
speaks honestly of vision, dreams.
Uncensored Weakness
jointly shared, better hopes.
Uncensored Strength
builds confidence, fortress.
Uncensored Faith
bonds trust, unwavering love.
Shared between two hearts.
A life lived from pure feelings
and self expression,
brings joy and a sense
of peace,
even in the middle of chaos,
to live a beautiful, uncensored,
life, is what God wanted for all
his children,
Being able to revel in the authenticity
of ourselves,
finding acceptance when our inner
demons appear,
allows us to exhale and view the
love that surrounds us.
Late in September
I fondly remember
What caused loves engender
the days all in rhyme
Lost in September
a slave to indenture
My feelings surrendered
for you to be mine
Laughing we tendered
what pain could not enter
And boldly uncensored
each moment sublime
But Fall’s great pretender
October dismembered
Our fate the death chamber
— of Summer mistimed
(Poems Of Love: Merch, 2026)
It was simpler when I was young
Hyper self and uncensored tongue
Mindful now of what I do
All my thoughts were of the one
A goal that never would be done
Until I no longer cared
Now I'm seventeen years of age
Nearly time to turn the page
And join the masses of the others
Still I pine for way back when
When my life had just began
Seventeen and wise as the elders
But those old days are gone
But those old days are gone
Come on back
To condemn the modern conflicts
like Vietnam, Afghanistan
and Iraq where there’s no quick fix;
and countless deaths in no man’s land
are still shamelessly occurring.
If one should speak out against them
those of us are charged as being
leftwing radicals and condemned
strongly as unpatriotic
a catchall word used to censor
opinion against quixotic
military pursuits and measures
that needlessly spill the lifeblood
of a nation based on falsehoods.
Palm trees and bamboo tower
above me
What grand stature!
Patches of terra uncensored by grass
Ferns intertwine, creating a
jungle of green
Deceased, arid palm leaves
rest upon a bed of lively shrub
The humid, Hilo air
annoying, yet, a sense of
warm, maternal embrace
surrounds me
Mr. Buddha, he sits, stone still
So patient
Unmolested by the humidity
or the mosquitoes
An ever so slight grin he presents
that says:
"I don't know it all, but I am content."