Chris G. Vaillancourt

Silver Star - 3,046 Points (April 5,1959-june 2016 / Canada)

Chris G. Vaillancourt Poems

1. Like A Dangling Rock 10/8/2009
2. Sometimes Sunshine Streams Through The Windows 10/8/2009
3. The Midnight Smiles 10/9/2009
4. Garbage 10/10/2009
5. What You Are Seeking 10/11/2009
6. I Walked Naked Into A Cloud 10/11/2009
7. In The Absence Of Life 10/11/2009
8. Secret Of The Shift Key 10/12/2009
9. Surrealistic Cigarette Package‏ 10/12/2009
10. Come To Me Fickle Words 10/9/2009
11. Moving Coloured 10/9/2009
12. Waters Of Rebirth 10/12/2009
13. Falling Rain 10/13/2009
14. Still The Morning Light 10/13/2009
15. Yet Remembering 10/13/2009
16. Pieces Of Glass 10/13/2009
17. I Will Not Be Shouted At! 10/14/2009
18. Organic Matter 10/14/2009
19. Little Boy World 10/14/2009
20. Shadows Flickering In The Street Lights 10/14/2009
21. It Can Still Be A Yellow Sunshine Night 10/14/2009
22. Tiny Apple 10/14/2009
23. Dirty Windows 10/14/2009
24. Nobody 10/14/2009
25. Living In A Circle 10/14/2009
26. I Still Believe In Love And Peace 10/14/2009
27. Someday 10/14/2009
28. I Wasn'T Born To Be A Corporate Citizen 10/14/2009
29. Flowers Of Hope 10/14/2009
30. Enslaved People Of The Mirage 10/14/2009
31. Parade 10/14/2009
32. Toy Soldiers 10/14/2009
33. You Are Free 10/14/2009
34. In The Middle Of The Beast 10/14/2009
35. What Do You Do? 10/14/2009
36. Touching My Soul 10/14/2009
37. Yellow Sunshine 10/14/2009
38. Never Mind 10/14/2009
39. God Is A Pink Memo 10/14/2009
40. For Freedom 10/14/2009
Best Poem of Chris G. Vaillancourt

We Are One World, One People

Around and around the blood flows warmly
through the veins. Beating heart sustains
the body and the body holds the soul.

We were discussing the ways and means
of uniting every breath. Recycling the
memories that permeate like daggers
through every shade of perspective.

We are one world, one people.

One voice of gladness and misery
jostling the ozone with our shared
journies that we are walking.

A faceless distance that together
we are hoping to avoid. We are one
beating mind seeking the
jumble of God.

Clear it up for us, ...

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The Midnight Smiles

The midnight smiles.
I write words.

Pockets of emptiness,
sealed symbols.

Absence does not make
the heart grow fonder.

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