"Inner Voyage Setting Sail"

 

I tried to standout

But I learned to fit in

Does the "punishment" fit the crime

Being myself I was told

Was a "sin"

BUSTING down the inner doors

That I COULDN'T fit in

Society tried to "rip" me apart

LET'S BEGIN

I put in the work 

But the work, worked me

Being ORIGINAL

Got me a C

Failing in Life

But my growth 

Was open source

As I tried to take the program

Out into the real world

I was scoffed at you see

A few saw my vision

The rest either chided or ignored me

Being original, got me an F

By even those, who could also see

Cutting ties and making MY way

But without a compass or support

I could not "sea"

Light and darkness creeped into me

No more bearings

Or charting my course

This made my voice hoarse

I couldn't be heard

And couldn't speak

This made me meek

Misunderstood, yet again

But others just thought what they thought

And let me drown again

This journey so lonely you see

Navigating the "earth waves"

Was it meant for me?

We'll "sea"

As my inner voice came back

I could make sounds again

HALLELAUGH

Let's begin

To dig out my creative self

That is full of wealth

Will my path make me fit in?

Or will that just be a mortal "sin"

By being unique

As we all are

We all bear scars

And usually they are self inflicted

And worse yet

The societies that inflict them

Are made up of you and me

Because we are all blind and cannot see

The sea of humanity we swim in

I'll just let my intellect be

And speak from the heart

And my art

Til society let's go of their "minds"

And then they will "sea"

Brett "Adventure" Drummond

Accept Your Humanity.

Complex biological processes we are.
Sometimes us Humans have trouble healing our scars.
Battered and broken we learn to fight another day.
Life’s ups and downs make us and that’s ok.
Live in the now and be courageous with every single breath.
Take each step forward and learn to LAUGH in the face of DEATH!
For each moment is not guaranteed
So savor your life, friendships and every pee.

-Brett Drummond

Losing My Way

Losing my way is NOT fun, hey.

When the map of my life is crumpled up and thrown away.

I guess that's how I lost my way.

Running off the side of the road for all to see.

That was me.

A humbling yet enduring experience.

Never knowing and always questioning.

What is lost can be found again.

Blind as a bat to my own wandering spirit.

Slowly roaming the land of CARNAGE I created.

Pushing pulling pulsating all that I tried to give

After awhile I found out the WORST

I wasn't lost

But stuck in the same place I left off

Only now I was off track

And unlike a ship. I couldn't right myself

Thank god. there were others who helped to tip

Me back into God's grace'''

And helped me again.... To join the human race.


Brett "Upright" Drummond

"Feelin My Way Through Life's Bumpy Road".

Ups and Downs sometimes turn me all around.
Trying to stay "level" in a world, that is anything but...
Could these swings just be some kind of "crutch"?
I would say yes, but NOT in way I perceive, "see".
For these swings, I believe,
Are just a built in, part of me.
Maybe just a way I can feel my way through Life,
And deal with my struggle and strife.
But Highs and Lows come with a $price,
I'll call, l-i-v-i-n-g an extraordinary Life!
To BE real, I have to stay,
True to MY own very "Nature".
That these swings bring, me "Spring"
Including CREATING my life out of the Spinning Ether...

Others have asked, is it worth it my friend?
I SAY YES!
This is how I will live til the very END!
Bitter and Sweet ALL in the same bite!
Guess what, I have learned, to fight!
The calling of this SURGE, that brings,
Me near to a completion of a cycle in my Spring
In the Evolution of  MY Life,
Evolving at near "Light Speed"
When I dance in the GROOVE,
I keep on, keeping on, with this sparkle
Even though others may "disappear".

Dark and Light also make up this "Fight".
Neither Good nor Bad.
For sometimes in Life I feel rather "Sad".
For to have NO control, on how to show,
These things I create, means I cannot wait!!
I take ACTION now!
And just let the pieces fall into place.
When the dust settle all becomes "Clear".
That's just how I roll my dear, NOT just my eyes that SEAR..
Sometimes fast, sometimes quick,
And when I need to slow it down,
I just dig my heels in
And I BEGIN again!

I can't figure out, how to end this poem.
On a "high" or a "low"
But I guess on that note... I'll just go..

Brett "This and That" Drummond

mY BUMPS ARE curvy and soo much more...  #title

"Dimensions From The Same Sphere."

As I go to start my flow
I feel like I've "been here before".
Trapped in Time and this Rhyme.
Am I in another Dimension, DA-KINE??
I bid Aloha as I travel through Space-Time
I'm NOT really sure if this is the Divine??
But HEY, I'm open to infinite possibilities, that are in store.
Jumping from one spot to the next
I'm ready to go THROUGH that ELECTRIC WormHole!

I keep "wandering" across the WHOLE known Universe.
In fact I even meet Papa Smurf!
He was "existing" in his own little world.
That little fucking blue turd!
Speaking of small... that Dimension, was heavy, like a log.
Never LETTING me out, but I won't pout.
Could the trick be to not see... ?
And just go e-x-p-l-o-r-i-n-g all along.
That's how I be, checking every "nook" and "cranny"
Or... should I say every Moon and Nebula I see..
I keep spinning, which means I'm winning.
Next stop! The 12th or order, that Dimension is w-i-n-n-i-n-g!

Now that I've "left" the Solar System
I'm right back to where I started.
Dimension 1 through 10, right here in Fort Bend.
I DIDN'T leave or go anywhere I know.
MAYBE that's the show!!
My e-x-p-l-o-r-i-n-g all happened at once
In the blink of an eye and... that's why I'm a private eye.
For "whatever" is out there, is also here too.
But what's in front of me, YELLED out, BOO!
The Paradox of Coincidence slapped me in my face!
Open UP your EYES son, don't chase and waste
Those star wars are in Outer Space.
So I decided to make haste
And NOT travel so far out into the Atmosphere
I like what I got here...
And I keep my Life NEAR and DEAR!

Brett "Proportion" Drummond

Trapped inside the "sphere". Which I hold near and dear.

"The Currency Of Self Confidence".

I let it all out without a doubt!
Here I come ready or NOT!
Juking and jiving weaving and bobbin,
I can't be stopped! Plans set in MOTION,
How you like that "motion in my ocean"!?
I'm the A-1 "dude" I see.
GOBBLING up everything that is around me.
So JUST stop and stare and be aware,
Life's coming fast, I make sure and watch my ass...

I keep prosing even when it feels "wrong".
All I need now is music for this "song"
Each verse is rather long.
ONCE I condense it down, the beat will be strong!
And... My reach will be long.
I'm still waiting, not coming up for air
Hibbity, Bippity, Bobbity just stop and stare!
My style is my own, original and all!
I DON'T mince words, as all the phonics are precious to me,
I hope you can see...
If not I'll show you what's behind me.


NOT SUPPRESSING my censor that lies within.
When I hear those whispers in my ear,
I pretend I am TURNING lead into gold,
Not platted, but solid treasure within.
Rumpelstiltskin is jealous of me
My words are MORE precious, than the gold he seeks.
I "dispatched" of him, after, I broke his f-a-n-t-a-s-y...
My "currency" of prose, is sometimes legal tender,
That I have paid, with my life's breathe,
With is better than sex...
Well maybe NOT but either way
Just listen to what I say...

Brett "Currency" Drummond

I always KNOW AND... that's the way it went DOWN the way it did...

Experiences Of A Present Moment "Junkie".

Experiences are a part of me.
And in the end
These Experiences are NOTHING you can sell to me!
I go after what I want.
On my own "dime" and I don't try and flaunt all that... I see.
NO pressure except to be present
I live in the here and now.
And MY Experiences tell me this as well.
My travels have taken me ALL over the world,
But my "home" is where my heart is... FO SURE!
My memories may fade,
But these forgotten "riddles, still say HEY!
Replaying at the WORST of times,
Just when I need a pick-me-up
An image comes through space-time
To remind me of the Human Experience that has taken place.
And that I will always be a "part" of the human race.

So here I am,
Still walking through Life
I have Good and Bad Experiences,
 This is ALL just "part" of my Life.
When I "tried" to SEPARATE, the good from the bad,
Over time, I just feel sad,
Like I have "lost" a part of me.
I'd rather experience, the "SUM of the WHOLE",
Than the Parts and Pieces... Of a separate ME!
Will I get to Participate in ALL that I WANT
Maybe, maybe not, but I'll still stay in the Hunt!

RICH and COLORFUL my "acquaintance" with Life,
Experience for me is BOTH a verb and a noun,
At least in my head.
Physical contact and observation of fact,
Is a great scientific definition of the mind I see,
But Experience is SO MUCH MORE to me.
It's what makes my spin, again and again and again!
I would NEVER trade all that I have gotten,
From MY Journey's through time,
I have lived, how I have lived and that's just fine.
Do overs are a "nice" wish,
But I still "wish" to kiss
All that has come before me...
So the past and the future are STILL just "Dreams" to me!
When I'm dead, then I will see
What Life has meant to me.

Brett "Navigation" Drummond

And NOW I know my way around... See you soon