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Flicker of a Dream

Updated on November 4, 2013

A Flicker of a Dream...

Love and pain have always been looked upon

by poets as a vehicle for lament..

whether it is in the spread of happiness ...

or the melancholy sing song of a phrase

that sticks in your mind..

When you hear the saxophone start cooing

like a broken hearted turtle dove ..

grab your heart and dance.. dance..

.like it was the last time

you would wear those new shoes you bought..

just so you could look good,

for the woman who would appear, as if from your dreams..

For when the music stops playing .

.look for that open chair... fiercely,

like you were playing musical chairs

while cruising on the Titanic,

leaving your heart on the dance floor

to be taken home ..lied to, and shown the door

in the morning

Because if you been stung by Love's delicious sting,

feeling the giddiness of a teenagers glee

It was your own tried love ..

and found that it was lust,

the lust of the moment when you,

thought you felt that spark,

that light ..

that small Flicker of a Dream ..

Michael Montoya.. 2013.. November 5th


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    • cleaner3 profile image

      cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      thank you Mary..

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      Mary Craig 4 years ago from New York

      Searching for love is certainly scary. When you put yourself out there you are so vulnerable never knowing what's coming. Said perfectly Michael.

      Voted up, useful, and awesome.

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      Wonderful Michael and here's another gem by you to vote up.


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Full of emotion and imagery. Enjoyed.

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      D.Juris Stetser 4 years ago from South Dakota

      Michael, this is breathtaking..the imagery, the emotions are so rich and intense...obviously I loved this one...I may have read more into it but there's a tangible undercurrent of melancholy and the Sax 'cooing' so perfectly expressed the it!

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      Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Love and lust, separate or a part of one another? Who can really say?

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina


      Nothing can replace that horrible feeling when that which you thought was diamonds turned out to be just coal.


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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      A very interesting poem that puts the dilemma so well. But what joy when the right one is found.

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      Mary Craig 4 years ago from New York

      That small flicker of a dream hits everyone at one time or another...sometimes the dream comes true, sometimes not!

      Voted up and awesome.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

      Beautiful poetry to start my morning. Thank you Michael I hope all is well. Jamie

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Love...elusive at times for sure but oh so worth the wait. Beautiful words this morning, Michael; the perfect way to begin my day.

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      Sparklea 4 years ago from Upstate New York

      Cleaner3; Beautifully written as always, from your heart and soul. I agree with Faith Reaper how painful the process of searching for love can be. I love your mentioning of the saxophone cooing like a broken hearted turtle dove. I can SO relate to feeling the giddiness of a teenagers glee! When I was 14 a boy I REALLY like asked me to a school dance IF he could get out of taking someone else he asked! I remember racing in the house and running up the hallway full of glee! I bought a cotton short sleeve mint green dress for the occasion...turns out he ended up taking the other girl to the dance...I sat that night forlornly looking out the window watching my friends and their dates walking by the house on the way to the dance. My twin sister had bought a flowered dress and she walked out the door with her date. One of the saddest disappointments of my life. Your poem was so powerful it brought all of that back to me. BUT I'm still standing! VERY sadly, that boy I adored, then got over eventually, passed away this year from a heart attack. I had not seen him since high school graduation, and then to see him at the visiting hours in a casket, shows me how short our lives can be. I thought to myself, I MUST get in touch with these friends I have not seen. Who has not been stung by Love's delicious sting? The worst heartbreak ever! God bless and thank you for this very powerful write.

      Voted up and beautiful. Sparklea :)

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      Poignant as to our searching for love and how it very painful the process can be, and when it is finally true love and not just mere attraction, it is glorious indeed. Beautifully written as always.

      Up and more and sharing

      Hugs, Faith Reaper

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      wetnosedogs 4 years ago from Alabama

      A beauty of a poem.

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      deergha 4 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

      Beautifully done and it flowed very well. Thank you for this wonderful share here. Shared and votes way up.

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      Martin Kloess 4 years ago from San Francisco

      Touched upon by so many. thank you