Short Revitalise Poems

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It lies in between two moods, 
with sighs of seas, and breath of skies,
not quite green, with a little dose of blue,
a mid-dream hue, for dainty touch-ups, 
to revitalise those bluesy daubs and splashes...

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Can you hear me?
I am the little voice you suppressed a long time ago.

Can you feel me?
I am the dream that you left to die alone.

Can you see me?
I am the vision you once saw that you vowed to bring to life.

Can you smell me?
I am the perfume of the aspiration of your youth.

Can you taste me?
I am the flavour of your life; your very being.

Revitalise your senses...

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DRY SUMMER

On Harcourt Hill the summer grass is parched and desiccated 
All dry and flaxen neath the beating sun, its message carried
To teachers’ throats to give a thirst, a craving unabated
For College now is designated: ‘campus dry’ and arid

But when this season’s over and the sun’s becoming mellow
And classrooms echo vacantly with words select and wise
Then, temperance repealed, with soft tones as a solo cello
Some sweet and blest libations will restore, revitalise....

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