Words Come Strolling

Words Come Strolling

A Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Words come strolling playfully
across the chambers of desire.
I flow with them and wonder
why I cannot reach the sun
with every thought
that flies about my mind.

I let myself become a memory
in the shifting meander of
strolling footsteps that have
strangely entered my view.
I am quietly erasing the place
where I began my journey from.

In streams of force the flowing
embers of my brain caress the
hurting emblems of forgotten
sounds hurled like missiles at
my incarnate soul. I proceed
with caution, and thus I stop.

I cannot pretend to feel for
visions that have escaped my line
of fire. Instead I find I must progress
towards a shadow barely seen.
With glorified ambition I can begin
to be the soil I need to create.

Eyes begin to burn as they drop
like coal into the furnace of decayed
wood that represents the solitude
of forests gone dry. I am judge of
both my life and death, and thus I
become my own beginning and end.

Resurrection of hope is lost as I
insist upon a paper which I shall use
to capture every fleeting sentence that
flies like dust upon my shaking hands.
I am destruction, destroying the terror
that has frolicked painfully in my soul.

© 2011 Chris G. Vaillancourt



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great one Chris...thought provoking.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I like the poem much. The last lines seems very interesting

Posted 1 Year Ago


Love the poem as always :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


i love the last line !!! love the poem !:)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Nice write :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Earth, wind and fire - a very elemental poem here. The images you construct are difficult to hold onto, yet they paint a vivid picture for me nonetheless. The terror of losing a thought or well thought phrase is all too familiar for me, too. Great writing!

Posted 1 Year Ago


I am judge of
both my life and death, and thus I
become my own beginning and end.

What a wonderful line. I loved it. Brilliantly written and developed. As I read it, I was drawn into a state of reflection. You elicit every emotion I could possible have when I read your poems. You are the pen!

Posted 1 Year Ago


A very good poem with a great format and flow. Well penned.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Loved the poem.

Posted 2 Years Ago


this one speaks so much to me!

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Chris G. Vaillancourt
Chris G. Vaillancourt

Windsor, Ontario, Canada



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Over 200 of my poems have appeared in more than one hundred journals in the U.S. and Canada, in Japan and Australia, and the U.K. I have had a series of chapbooks published in the 1980's by 4 Wi.. more..

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