Chris G. Vaillancourt

Rookie - 283 Points (April 5,1959 / Canada)

Chris G. Vaillancourt Poems

1. A Boy And The Dragons 10/15/2009
2. Chains Of Freedom 10/10/2009
3. And I Drift 10/14/2009
4. Come To Me Fickle Words 10/9/2009
5. A Certain Surrender 10/14/2009
6. Naked In The Snow 10/13/2009
7. We Dangle Sentences 10/18/2009
8. Surrealistic Sunsets And Groovy Eyes 5/6/2014
9. Alleluia! Alleluia! 10/15/2009
10. Suddenly 5/4/2014
11. Another Friday Night 10/16/2009
12. A World Of Talkers 10/14/2009
13. Sometimes Sunshine Streams Through The Windows 10/8/2009
14. A Smattering Of Applause 10/12/2009
15. You Can Save Me 10/12/2009
16. Dear Lady 10/12/2009
17. Falling Rain 10/13/2009
18. All Of You Is Not Enough 10/15/2009
19. Like A Dangling Rock 10/8/2009
20. What You Are Seeking 10/11/2009
21. A Corpus Christi Mindset 10/15/2009
22. I Walked Naked Into A Cloud 10/11/2009
23. Bless Us As We Kill 10/14/2009
24. Slow Down 10/12/2009
25. Dance A Multi-Coloured Dance Of Rainbow 10/14/2009
26. Butterflies 10/21/2009
27. Fondling The Secret Parts Of Your Body 10/11/2009
28. Boys And Men 10/14/2009
29. And The Circle Collects Its Own Release 10/14/2009
30. On A Train Platform 10/14/2009
31. Boy In Cage Of Reality 10/26/2009
32. Weeping Heart 10/15/2009
33. Never Mind 10/14/2009
34. The Midnight Smiles 10/9/2009
35. It's Going To Be Alright 10/14/2009
36. The Man In The Room 10/9/2009
37. Drop By Drop 10/12/2009
38. After Dinner We Remembered 11/5/2009
39. Wheels Rolling 10/15/2009
40. Yellow Feeling 10/12/2009
Best Poem of Chris G. Vaillancourt

A Boy And The Dragons

Shhh. Tell no-one. The dragons are sleeping
like baby lizards in their caves. Breathless from
a day of pillage. Restful after a time of destruction.

Somewhere, on the other side of the hill, a boy
is playing in the woods. Caressing his manhood,
he becomes a symbol of self appreciation.
Be quiet. Don't disturb the boy in his game.
It is his only means of achieving satisfaction.
A reaction would disturb the molecules from
their expected conclusion.

The boy does not realize how close he is
to potential danger. If he awakens the
dragons, he awakens his ...

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River

The river runs slow today,
as do my thoughts.
Continents of ice collide and separate
over a grey green field of quiet water.
Snow falls at random.
Flakes swirl or streak as God wills.
As uncontrolled as my thoughts,
which drip around like scattered
pin holes in a lost and formless day.

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