The August Dispatch

  • Maybe More

    Diamonds and pearls Out in the open Silently looking at the Ripening of roses.

    August_GO

    ,

  • Caged Birds

    You. Me. And every caged bird, Sing our hearts out from the Grand floors of our ribcage To the ears and eyes in the world. Free within our cage, dreaming of The rest of the world, how to Fit the world into our world, how to Own the keys and locks withal, Or how to…

    August_GO

    ,
    Caged Birds

  • To Infinity and Beyond

    The day ends, but life goes on,Past the final hours of our busyness,Till we collapse into a closing prayerUnderneath the goodnight moon. At the ends of earth, a Primordial Being replenishes ourGrounds and gravity, with aLove that pours out a soulful accord. Poem by poem, you piece aPurpose together.Poem by poem, you keep living forever,Poem by…

    August_GO

    ,

  • Double Toil & Trouble

    When shall we meet again —In thunder, lightning or in rain? Where shall we meet again —In coffee shops, libraries, orLittle rooms under the moon? Fair is foul and foul is fair.By sinews and a misuse of museWe become double, toil and trouble!Gasping the air before it’s done,Tinkering with words till there be none. Before…

    August_GO

    ,

  • We Are Who We Are

    If you follow a saint long enough You’ll meet the sinner too.

    August_GO

    ,
    We Are Who We Are

  • Dearest

    Dearest, We may never be as free as a bird  Or as constant as the northern star, But on a bright new day — warm  And beautiful as a rose in June, In a world rich with imaginations  And nutriment of spirits, We can leave our lacks behind  And deck our dreams with wings,  Turn…

    August_GO

  • Lost in The Sun

    I get lost in the sun,  Like a tear in the sea,  Under a traffic of clouds 

    August_GO

    ,