Hissing Water

Hissing Water

A Poem by Chris G. Vaillancourt

Don't leave me.

Restless lights
tremble on and off.
Sanity bent and brown,
submissive living.
Drying clothes
tumbling around
and around
and around.

You are like a fire
that has been extinguished.
Glowing memory.
Hissing water.

Failing assassin
that kills the
wrong ambition.

Under wheels of
rolling indifference,
winter, spring, summer
and fall.

Succumbing to the
blaring ending.
Under sheets once white
and now
tattered and forgotten.



© 2011 Chris G. Vaillancourt



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I love the smooth flow - -- A compelling read

Posted 1 Week Ago


very nice poem kept me on edge

Posted 2 Months Ago


This is economic poetry. Your skill is evident in your use of metaphors, and the pace of every line. A perfect construct for the idea. Glad to have stumbled upon you! :D

You've obviously got a foundation of experience in writing under you. I enjoyed the hiss!

- Guilt

Posted 2 Months Ago


Love the concept!

Posted 2 Months Ago


I Loved the words ``Hissing water``. Very intriguing indeed.

Posted 2 Months Ago


You make my mind come awake and take my heart and soul by hand and walk through foreign territory... always read your poetry several several times and am enriched each time. You are a subterranean dweller and your words seep into my world... excellent

Posted 3 Months Ago


A fine poem with loads of great lines, the alliteration of bent and brown, the clever well observed images of washing, of water and fire, and I really like the way Chris works this image through to the last verse, with white sheets. An excellent, thoughtful poem.

Posted 3 Months Ago


i think this is one of the more metaphorically descriptive of your writes which i have read in recent weeks, it certainly carries your unique brand of imagery and entreats the reader to an imagination in overdrive. awesome write here, Chris. thank you for sharing.

Posted 3 Months Ago


I like the prospective of heat and the blare as Chris projects his work in a sequence; while the subtitle hangs onto life as tragic as it is. Thank-you for sharing it!

Posted 3 Months Ago


Great depth and imagination put together
Enjoyed reading it......

Posted 9 Months 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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