Chris G. Vaillancourt
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Or Not? We'll SeeA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtIf and when I awake again, I might dial your number. Or not?We'll see.Licking salted potatoe chips.Drinking pickle juice. Both a.. |
Maple LeafA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtPublished in "Shadows: A Poetry Journal". 2004 |
It's a Rock and Roll MorningA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtIt's a rock and roll morning.Drums and bongos setting off car alarms.Dissident people screwing up their facesin order to scareaway the psychotic zebra.. |
Graveyard RamblingA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtIncluded in "The Rushing Stream of Desires" PublishAmerica ISBN: 978-1-4489-5335-6 |
Aries RamA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtPublished in "the Recusant" 2010 |
Fondling the Secret Parts Of Your BodyA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtPublished in "Whispers, a Collection of Short Works".(Greenspring Publishing) 2009 |
Where Soul Must GoA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtPublished in "The Art Bin" July 2005 also published in "Detour Memphis" November 2005 |
Words Come StrollingA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtWords come strolling playfullyacross the chambers of desire.I flow with them and wonderwhy I cannot reach the sunwith every thoughtthat flies about my.. |
It's Not Easy Being A BunnyA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtIt's not easy being a Bunny when everyone around you is a frog.And the Nic, nack, paddywhack won't give anybody a bone.A bone, there's the image.Solid.. |
Oh My Soul. I Do Not Know What To DoA Poem by Chris G. VaillancourtOh my soul. I do not know what to do.My heart, it is held hostage in this game,Of hoping,waiting for shadows that grew.Of excitement for feelings I ca.. |

