Chris G. Vaillancourt

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

Chris G. Vaillancourt Poems

321. Another Friday Night 10/16/2009
322. Surrealistic Sunsets And Groovy Eyes 5/6/2014
323. Alleluia! Alleluia! 10/15/2009
324. We Dangle Sentences 10/18/2009
325. Naked In The Snow 10/13/2009
326. A Certain Surrender 10/14/2009
327. Come To Me Fickle Words 10/9/2009
328. And I Drift 10/14/2009
329. Chains Of Freedom 10/10/2009
330. A Boy And The Dragons 10/15/2009

Comments about Chris G. Vaillancourt

  • David Demers (5/10/2017 11:21:00 AM)

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  • David Demers (5/10/2017 11:21:00 AM)

    A serial plagiarizer... this man was a total disgrace to poetry. Most of his claims to being published any other than amateur social media writing sites is completely fabricated. He was a pathetic man who not only stole others work but maliciously attacked other writers for calling him out on it. Eventually, the evidence became to much to bare and he was banned from most writing sites. http: //

  • Paul Sebastian Paul Sebastian (7/13/2015 2:20:00 AM)

    You are like musician who can weave notes into a music piece. Here you are doing with words, weaving poems that are deep, abstract, thought provoking and intricately woven. You are a destined poet. You owe the world your talent. Keep writing for us.

  • Valsa George Valsa George (5/8/2014 10:42:00 PM)

    Chris... Since you don't allow any comments to your poems, I register my appreciation for your poems in this slot... You are indeed gifted.... Poems like Alleluia.... Alleluia.... are very worth reading over and over again! I wish you a fruitful creative career ahead ! ! !
    Thanks for your great comments on my poems !

  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (5/4/2014 6:39:00 AM)

    He is a poet of great thoughts., his thoughts may be very useful for common men. My I humbly request him to be a little simple in in his descriptions so that persons like me may be more benefited?

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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Like A Dangling Rock

What is this passion
that so fills my soul?
This insisting urge to seek the
hidden pathways of my mind?
Like a dangling rock that
threatens to fall,
I am on edge waiting
for a message,
or a path to follow.

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