Flashes Poem by Susan Lacovara

Will it be a flashbulb white tooth smile
That brings you to the flashback
Of your smoking self
Young, against the lies of time
Affording you a lifeboat
When the flash floods of loneliness
Rip onto your shores

Will it be at the flashpoint of the shot fired
From your trembling hand, grip loosened
That cuts through an innocent's heart
On the street where you live, decidedly dark
Or can the flash of lightning find you
Soak your sorrows in a cleansing downpour
Of knowing the flash of her dark chocolate eyes
Glitter and grasp your hand to hold
Her flashdance waiting to unfurl