A Month of Couplets - July 2017

From The Daily Couplet:
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7/1/17

                   Two Ideas of Love

She says “I love you!” and he feels majestic.

He says “I love you!” and she gets domestic.

7/2/17

False friendship is an empty shopping cart.

True friendship is what blood is to the heart.

7/3/17

Today’s two things—the youngest you will be,

And the oldest moment in your history.

7/4/17

To those who make Democracy a hell:

Freedom is not something you buy or sell.

7/5/17

                 The Rouge Gallery 0112

You’re someone I can share fears, shop-talk, doubt,

And joy with—till my vocal cords give out.

7/6/17

                      Creativity

Something will always fill an empty cup.

Each time you start the car, the road shows up.

7/7/17

             The Rouge Gallery 0411

I laugh when you say you despise flirtation—

You say “I love you!” like it’s punctuation.

7/8/17

I use my love as a defensive measure

To wound myself before I can feel pleasure.

7/9/17

Opposites will attract, like soft to raw.

But similars all marry flaw to flaw.

7/10/17

                  The Rouge Gallery 0612

Your eyes are like two straws into your soul;

Let my eyes be the lips that drink you whole.

7/11/17

Planted and plucked up, with no hope of pardon:

Every life is a flower in death’s garden.

7/12/17

              The Rouge Gallery 1211

Our souls were once so perfectly attuned.

Now we can’t feel a thing that doesn’t wound.

7/13/17

Blame is a lynch mob looking for a tree;

Forgiveness cuts it down and sets you free.

7/14/17

          The Rouge Gallery 1102

If we were still in touch, I’d tell you this:

Each time you spoke my name, it was a kiss.

7/15/17

Anger dive bombs the guiltless in a flash;

Forgiveness parachutes you from the crash.

7/16/17

My heart knows when love looms ahead, the way

A blind man smells the night replace the day.

7/17/17

“I’m jumping ship!” I cry, and down I drop—

And then get pissed off when the boat won’t stop.

7/18/17

Friends are like bank accounts—never invest

In those who fail to show you interest.

7/19/17

When am I most myself, if not when I

Create something that—unlike me—won’t die?

7/20/17

               The Rouge Gallery 0607

You can’t be why I stay, though we both yearn;

But you might be the reason I return.

7/21/17

God’s silence is a book that I will read

And translate with the alphabet of need.

7/22/17

Once Truth was honest and went undefeated;

Now it’s a lie that’s constantly repeated.

7/23/17

                  The Rouge Gallery 1104

You love to count the hearts that felt love for you.

What really counts: how many still adore you.

7/24/17_01

God watches us love, suffer, and forgive

Like we’re all starring on One Life To Live.

7/24/17_02

If I had known I’d live to be this old,

My younger self would have been way more bold.

7/25/17

I feel God’s absence stretch in all directions

Like an unholy map of missed connections.

7/26/17

A good life has no greater dividends

Than the appreciation of great friends.

7/27/17

Let all my future travels be a toast

To all the kindred souls I’ll miss the most.

7/28/17

Our past is not just dead, it’s changed position—

And, like us, altered beyond recognition.

7/29/17

Two demons battle in me while I live:

The urge to curse; the challenge to forgive.

7/30/17

What molting is to birds from pole to pole,

Adversity is to the human soul.

7/31/17

The heart will feel a wound, much deeper than the flesh’ll—

The goodbye hurts because the hello was so special.

Copyright 2017 Matthew J Wells