Chris G. Vaillancourt

Freshman - 618 Points (April 5,1959 / Canada)

A Smattering Of Applause - Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Sheltered dreams always seem to end.
They filter down like
drops of hopeless water
which fall from the sky
and melt upon hitting the ground.

Pleasant sands sparkle in the
brilliance of the sunshine.
Yet the heat of the ground
would burn as easily
as a furnace fire.

Necklaces are woven out of
deceitful messages.
Worn like penance
around the necks
of chanting monks
marching nimbly
into the setting
of the play.

The actors were assembled, now they are gone.
The stage was full, now it stands quietly empty.

The audience has clapped its last applause.

Butterflies have lost the
will to fly and so they
flutter to their death
upon the burning sands.

The heat escapes attention
as the wings smoke
and than burst into tiny
funeral pyres.

The animals have been released from the zoo.
The doorkeeper has fled his enclosure in order
to surrender his vowels to the
strands of politically correct
poisoned flowers.

I told you the play was over.
Now go home.


Comments about A Smattering Of Applause by Chris G. Vaillancourt

  • Rookie Sonya Florentino (11/17/2009 6:32:00 AM)

    what i want to know is...who is the writer.... (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Marica Apodaca (10/14/2009 6:45:00 AM)

    As always, an awesome write. I find myself hanging on each line you write.. knowing there is always far deeper meaning than what my eye reads. Thnx for the link here. Your Iowa Friend (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mike Levesque (10/13/2009 1:27:00 PM)

    Your skill at the usage of metaphor and similes are amazing. Great piece of writing! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,359 Points C. P. Sharma (10/13/2009 11:26:00 AM)

    A sparkling piece of art focusing at the wasting of life for transitory fame.
    CP (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gold Fish (10/12/2009 8:51:00 PM)

    An interesting poem with a world turned upside down. What a first line, 'Sheltered dreams always seem to end.' I couldn't agree more. Keep up the good work. 10+ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 12, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011


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