Flicker of a Dream
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 fault...you 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