Da Life of a Poet…

Now, on Da Dam-Dhing page
Being caught up in The Middle…
of a Rocky-Ass Stage…
Interesting Trap Doors, with Boo-Be Traps
Remote-control Revolving Mikes…
to make One Head Snap…
when The Object of Their so-called Desire…
catches The Claps
From Da Vibes of a Unique Flow
So, as The Square Dances…
Around We Go
Grab a Partner…whatever That may be
Grab a Partner…or False Security
Da Life of a Poet…
is not measured by ‘U, or Me’…
It’s measured by…
‘Da Creator’s Interesting Clarity
Peek Game…as Others tried to Peek Blame
Life, is Water…
but, don’t pour It in The Flames*


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POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ ‘N.G.’™
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER

Created By…Clifford Spiller
©All Rights Reserved 9/10/06
©N.G.2006 N.G.™
Poet Name…Not Guilty™


Parting Seas Trembles…
In Curious Expectations, & Delight
‘Fingers & Fabric’ Intertwines a Bond,
Pass One’s Interpretation of Tight
An Emotional Biological Plunge;
4 & 2 An Emotional Biological Plight
A Well Package Submerging…
As ’Wings on Water’; Take Flight
Flapping Gently 2 Da Left;
But, Flapping Gently…’Just Right’****


This is not about Explaining;
This is about what I’m Saying
What I’m Thinking, Seeing, & Being
Turning on Lights, & Roaches Fleeing
Birth-Pains…Like A Baby Teething;
& Reading what Da F We are Breathing
A Intake-type Shake & Bake…With Claws of Reality; Shape like A Rake
Scrapping Grounds;
Like Da Belly of an Interesting Snake
Dat’s Sometimes Hard 2 Tail;
By Just Looking in Da Face****

Bongos…vibing and flowing;
like the streams and rivers of the Congos
Transcending all dimensional doors
Thru voice..as it grows
4 da laundry of time, is a heavy load
As “God” controls da wash cycle;
4 da Ink of life 2 come clean
2 B align with “Him” as one team;
with one dream
“Love”…It’s the ultimate gain;
4 man’s ultimate stains
From being in a image, he yet 2 ultimately understand
But crawl as we may;
On da spin cycle of night, and day
Praying 4 “God” 2 air-dry our transgressions,
Dat we’ve have so interestingly displayed
Why this parable; (needle in the hay)?
Why this rock, in “God’s” clay?
Why on knees, do one pray?….why?
I’m not biting; I just had to say:
While I ask;
Cause my sanity is being taxed

©N.G.2004
©All Rights Reserved
writer…Clifford Spiller
poet name…Not Guilty™

(HERE’S A MEMOIR; FORM MONTHS AGO)


Poet…’NOT GUILTY’™
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 8/29/09
Writer…Clifford Spiller N.G.™

KATRINA…4 YEARS LATER*

4 YEARS LATER…AS WE REFLECT
2 THE ONES, THAT HAS CROSS OVER…MUCH RESPECT
THE CARDS OF REALITY;
IS OBVIOUSLY, IN THE REALM OF A NEW DECK
A INTERESTING BALANCE; STILL WAITING, ON OLD CHECKS
DEVINE JUDGEMENT…IS VIGILANTLY, GRADING THE TEST…
OF THIS EVOLUTION OF ENTITIES; CLAMING, THAT THEY ARE BLESSED
AS I SEE ‘MENTAL’, DAILY; MATE WITH STRESS
WHILE THE OFFSPRINGS, OF ‘INTERPRETATIONS’…UNKNOWNINGLY;
ADDS TO THIS MESS
INTERESTING, TO SEE…’THE BIG EASY’;
WAITING ON A STRANGE ‘CREST’
AS THE ‘DEVILS’, OF THE SO-CALL NORM; ‘CONFESS’
A HISTORY OF TWISTED CAMOFLAGE;
TRYING, TO F WITH THE ‘BEST’
THE SAME, BUT DIFFERENT PARTS;
THAT DON’T HAVE NOTHING,TO DO WITH ‘SEX’…
AS IT LOOKS LIKE REALITY, AND IDEOLOGY;
IS IN FOR A ‘F- UP WRECK’
WHILE THE COSMO;
KEEP PLAYING,ON A BOARD OF’
‘INTERESTING CHESS’*

©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 3/12/10
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™

DA STORY TELLER

THERE ONCE WAS…
ON A ‘NATURAL BUZZ’
‘ARTIFICIAL’…
DA ‘LONG DISTANCE CUZ’
DAT WANTED 2 SHOW;
ONE’S INTERPRETATION OF ‘LUV’
LIKE A’CROW’;
MATING WITH A ‘DOVE’
A STRANGE DANCE;
PASS DA THEOLOGY,OF ‘CUTTIN DA RUG’
B-4…DURING, & AFTER DA ‘BEGINNING’…
OF ‘SEASONS OF CYCLES’;
ONE DEFINE AS ‘SPINNING’
AROUND DA ‘BLACK HOLE OF HOPE’…
‘LOGISTICLY WINNING’;
OR,
IS ‘IDEOLOGY’ PARADING SOMEWHERE ‘PRETENDING’?
DA STORY TELLER…
FLIPPING THE IDEOLOGY OF ‘SINNING’
GOOD OR EVIL…
FLEXCILBLE, IN THE REALM OF ‘BENDING’


(N.G.)

WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 3/25/10

BREATHE

THE EMPTY ECHOES OF FORGIVENESS…
A HEART’S ATTRIBUTE, FINALLY SEES
FORE, ‘THE TRUE LUNGS OF A GALAXY’;
NEED ‘LOVE’, NOT TREES…
SO IT CAN REALLY ‘BREATHE’
A ‘BIG BANG’S POLARITY’, OF ATONEMENT
‘LIGHT’…IN IT’S ‘GREAT MULTITUDE’
‘THE GUMBO AROMA OF PHYSICS’;
UNIQUE…THE WAY ‘GOD’ SHARES, ‘GOD’S FOOD’

(SO ENTITIES, ‘BREATHE’)
N.G.

Inking…
And the measuring of…
As one scale rocks,
with great interests:
dancing with the motion,
of so-called ethical reasoning…
as the laws of ‘physics’ ‘religion’
& ‘theology’ petitions for voice…
on a stage of territorial morals
This interesting dimensional thesis,
of tribal direction-ing…
in a maze with smooth & bumpy lanes
of vertical & horizontal enlightenment
A strange eclipse;
orbiting vindication’s interpretation,
of a balance justification.



©N.G.2004
writer…MR. CLIFFORD SPILLER

Dream Lady*

Where art thou…
F- that; where You at?
We are searching,
But can’t connect…
So, I’m appealing to ‘GOD’
2 reshuffle the deck
Life, is motion…
And time don’t stop
Can’t complete the puzzle,
If we can’t connect the dots
A soul-mate consumer;
Shopping for mine
Wondering,
if there‘s a deficiency; in Time
that’s committing this crime…
this heartless dance,
call a tournament of chance
I know where I stand…
& don’t care who wear the pants
The World, will be Our Stage…
Trust, will be the ‘Ink’…
& ‘Togetherness’ will be the Page…
writing one of the Greatest ‘Love Poems’ Ever:
as We laugh at the ‘Devil’ …
on a Whole New Level…
for trying to make a Catastrophe,
of Our Destiny…
keeping Us apart;
in the depths of some biased frenzy
hideous attempt…
to escort devastation ,
into the Arms of ‘Heaven Sent’…
which is ‘You’ & ‘Me’…
‘Dream-Lady’

WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™
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