Last Night

by Chris Vaillancourt

Last night
I dreamed
of solace
and rest.

Peace and
quiet. Solitude.

All the
darkness
permeating
into
one place.

One point
of
view

that

would

become

one

state of
mind.

Last night
I pulled
for differences.

Looking out
my
eyes

into the
gloom.

The doom-scenes
filled
the
dreaming.

Last night
becomes
this night,

becomes
every
night.

I still dream


*Chris Vaillancourt has had two poetry books published, the first "Teardrop of Coloured Soul" in 2005 and his latest to be released in Jan. of 2010 entitled "I Walk Naked into a Cloud".