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

The Association Of A Personalityless Aggregate.

Split Personalities abound in me.
Waiting to be myself, but scared of society.
ALL my fears came true,
As society tried to shallow me.
That was YEARS ago.. and NOW I'm me!
Society tried to "judge" me, but now I'm back with a VENGEFUL fit!
My life is MINE, I don't give a shit!
I'm NOT censoring myself,
Does that keep me from societal wealth?
Oh well I'm not staying STEALTH!

The "Fraternal Brotherhood Of People".
Keep knocking at my door.
When I open this "door" up, I yell WHORE!
Selling out without a doubt.
No idea is Borne that has any clout.
Now you come to me to see
I can't save your SORRY ass soul baby!
But my CREATIVITY is mine
You won't get a new idea off of me!

Now this may seem obscene.
BUT I'm really just doing this "for you"  heart BMD.
You unoriginal bastard, just LET GO.
I hope you learn to think for yourself, FO sure.
What would you do, If I gave you a wrong idea...?
Now you SHOULD run scared!
But I'm gonna PLANT this idea in your "Hive Mind"
And this idea is gonna go off... Just like a ticking time-bomb!
"ALL" my words have been spoken and I'm DONE giving two shits...
My mind is STILL alive, but yours is d-e-a-d.

Brett "Without A Doubt" Drummond

I saw and heard amd now I know.

"Undiscovered "Weisms" Of A Human Race."

Sometimes I just want to turn a blind eye.
And NOT see the carnage that WE be.
I guess I could discuss US, at our best and worst,
but at out WORST, we are a Curse!
To each other and this Planet that spins.

From the HIGHEST of highs, to the LOWEST of lows...
WE humans put on QUITE a show!
But fo sure, why do I keep focusing on the lows...?
We can be so MEAN and to me that's just obscene!
That I don't think we can Glean,
What it means to be flesh and blood an Organic Means.
We Hurt, Struggle and WE act out!
Now I'm NOT saying not to pout, but FUCK without a doubt,
WE affect others with our clout.

Maybe self destruction is the nature we seek.
I think that makes us MEEK.
For WE don't how to build a bridge to ourselves
And WE sell out like a Circus Clown...
A thought, feeling, emotion WE are more for sure!

A Human Being cannot exist on their own.
At least NOT when we live in a society WE have BORNE
The whole is greater than just a "slice" of this structural pie...
But everyone is "Unique", at least in my eye.
For without contributions from ALL,
Then just like NOW, our Race will DIE.
PERISH away because we don't CARE
Take a chance and try and be aware...

If WE don't address our system, I think we are jinxed.
Maybe that's why I am THROWING up suck a "stink"!
Ya know it DOESN'T always have to be,
ONE for all and ALL for one
But if we don't try and get it together,
Then these lives that we lead, just might be GONE!

Brett "Human" Drummond

NOW do you SEE