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Best Poems From
SHANNON WRIGHT
(1968)
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happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts
I have to keep reminding myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.)
You wanted me to promise to never say it again
Those three words
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Which is laughably easy to do right now because
We are so far out of touch I couldnt reach you if I tried
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
So I plod through grey days and inky dark nights
Heavy laden with regret
(Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, think happy thoughts)
Tomorrow I will remind myself to forget you.
Forget you and me.
12-25-07
djlw
shannon wright
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unwanted
You used to capture me
in your arms and
hold my eyes hostage
until I told you
everything
that was wrong
each little detail
you cradled me
with concern
and I felt safe
now you are too busy
or distracted
or obtuse
to see me
the real me
the one I showed you
glimpses of
and now all I feel is
familiarity
of rejection
you cant even see
the tears on my face
or maybe
self-preservation
has forced you
to look inward
and leave me
alone with myself
feeling unwanted
and at home.
1-10-08
shannon wright
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exquisite tenderness
exquisite tenderness would best
define this love we have
exquisite in every sense of the word
and tender to a fault
intense pleasure and exceptional pain
even the air between us is blessed
with one kiss I could die happy
although I would sell my soul
for things to turn out differently.
1-19-08
djlw
shannon wright
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when best friends fall in love, everyone loses something
They know we are in love
we are their insecurity
each glance is measured
and every word weighed.
we are fiercely protective of us
God help those who interfere
for now they know this, and
choose to look the other way
we dont mean to sneak around
we arent even lovers
but we have given them hope
and it seems cruel to take it away..
soul-mates but not lovers,
trying to behave as friends.
because she hates me and he hates you,
and everyone hates us except for us.
with the lines being drawn
weve forced ourselves to choose
between being best friends now
or someday lovers
so we feign politeness and smiles
how-are-yous and I-am-fines
we speak of children and weather
and die a little more each day
when best friends fall in love
everyone loses something.
12-23-07
by shannon flanders
djlw
shannon wright
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