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Sean Brazell

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In the Dark

by

Sean Brazell

In the Dark, watching me,
Knowing you,
Feeling me,
Thinking of you.

In the Dark,
My hair flowing in midnight breezes,
Pondering life's simplicities and
It's vast complexities and
Thinking of you.

In the Dark,
I watch the leaves sway,
The night sky roll under
A full moon and
I think of you.

In the Dark,
I embrace the night,
I hold it tight,
And it all slips into place,
And I know,
I know,
That we are meant to be together and,
I think of you.

In the Dark,
I see my way around by
means of night,
I think about my dreams of flight and then
I fly,
To you,
But I still wake up,
And,
Think of you.

In the Dark,
Time goes by,
And I watch it slip through my fingers like
Sand.
I grasp the sand as if it were time and
I try to keep it safe but
My time is running out.
And when more of the sand falls out of my shaking hands,
I think or you.

In the Dark,
I try to keep my self here and
not somewhere else.
I stay here and laugh at my riotous indignation
of my self.
I laugh as the last of the sand falls through my hands and,
I think of you.


Silent Laughter

by

Sean Brazell

Silent is the thought that
I have as we stroll
Down the street,
Lovers, hand in hand,
Greeting each other with a smile,
But here we are, you and me,
Walking as though we're meant to be,
But are we?
That is something I wish I knew,
But I don't, cant, wont,
So how about you?
Do you know what were meant to be?
Lovers, hand in hand,
or alike people sitting on a bench
in the park where we met for the first time?
I smile as I take your hand,
And I think,
Even if this were wrong,
I'd still be here, with you,
Forever.


Time

by

Sean Brazell

Time is something I can't explain,
It leaves me before I have a chance to ask it,
Why?
How?
And who are you,
To decide what time is,
And who to give
it to?
These questions and more
Run through my head
Like a midnight wind through my hair.
And I ask my self,
Is it really time who decides these things?
Is it time who creates my goals and sets my
boundaries?
No, time is not evil.
It's on my side.
And I smile as I decide to get out of bed and
Go to school.


Death Is Not What You Think

by

Sean Brazell

Life is a thought
That crossed death's mind
As he laughed in the face of
God.

Life is a way
To be what you are
And to avoid death,
Until you die.

Life is all and
Nothing at the same time,
To be alive, you know you
will die, and
So you are not ever truely alive,
But just always waiting for death.

Life is a thought that crossed Deaths mind,
So many dark age's ago,
So many lives wasted in between,
And yet up to today he laughed,
Until God saw to it that he was truely
Dead.
And then,
He laughed
No
More.


Humanities Time Was Over

by

Sean Brazell

I watched as the clock slid by
Like a river on the warmest of
Summer days.
I watched as the time flew by,
Like so much else that had come my way.
I watched as the birds sang their hollow cry,
Like so many others,
I didn't care.
And I watched the end come melting down,
We knew it would come to this,
And we knew it would end like this,
But we didn't care,
Because,
Humanities time was
over.


Good Night

by

Sean Brazell

I live in my fear.
I hate with a tear.
I know what it's like to hear
my name called,
over and over.
I hear my life wash away in the dark night.
And I love it beyond my evilest delight,
So what if I'm not right?
It's not my fight.
Not my blight.
Not my night.
Are you right?
No.
None of us are.
We'll never be.
It's time to die now.
Good night.
I've lived out my fear,
No more tears.


Another Poem

by

Sean Brazell

Her dark eyes fell on me,
I saw her then, as she always was,
Dark, sensuous, Evil.
And I saw something of myself also,
Something I had lost, forever.
I cried until I had no more tears,
I laughed until I could not laugh any more,
I died that day.
I fought it all and lost.
It was all over that day.
I'll never forget the look in her eyes,
The sadness,
The sorrow,
The spark that had gone out.
I was looking at her, but she was a mirror,
A reflection of myself,
And I smiled at myself,
Sad as it may have been,
I laughed quietly to my self.


Satan

by

Sean Brazell

Satan has a sad smile;
Just as poetic as Angels Wings,
But less of something,
And more than it should be;
Yes,
Satan has a sad smile,
But he's laughing on the inside.


Ponder My Lover

by

Sean Brazell

You take the time to think me over,
To ponder me and reflect on me.
I take the time to make you what you are,
To bend your reality to mine.
I love to be your lover,
And I know you love me,
So take this time,
Ponder all you want, But in the end,
We are
one.
And I am still your lover.


You Bother Me

by

Sean Brazell

My psycoholic babbling laughing life
Sleeps in the dead trailor of my crappy head,
Living fast to die,
My soul is on the side,
Liberation of my madness,
Demons love me,
Laughing death,
Laughing Life,
My soul is on the road,
Run down and recycled roadkill,
My mind is in the frying pan,
Browning to a crisp,
I've cut the flowers in my head,
Give em back now.
Sad ressurection,
Gives me satisfaction,
You can't laugh at the dead,
Can't laugh at their need for satisfaction,
I'd take it with me but where would I be?
Down in hell with deepraven poetry.
Down where I would be...
It gives me a smile to know it,
Freedom is a fad.
But I'll go down for the sad high,
The false ideal.
Enjoy another day,
Freedom is a dead fad,
Repression is not what I would have it be,
Sorry you poor bastard,
Life's a bitch.
Nothing.
You bother me.


Left alone/found

by

Sean Brazell

Alone in the night,
Left here by myself,
Chained to fate,
I thought my door had been shut,
But then you knocked,
And I answered.
With you in the night,
I'll leave fate to fools.


Hail Mary

by

Sean Brazell

Hail Mary full of grace,
Push me down and kick me in my face,
Intertwining final breath,
Now...In The Hour of Death.