Apperception Poems - Poems about Apperception

...What’s a cure for longing now Can it be the same Notes of silence that endow With a waiting game You refuse to recognize Anything you knew Till it doesn’t come like lies You won't know it’s tr......

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...Plagued by incandescent ferments I grapple zealously, with tower blocks of titan topsoil myriads, and melange of eccentric foibles, considered by some to be a minus, but without this composite......

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...What’s a cure for longing now Can it be the same Notes of silence that endow With the waiting game You refuse to recognize Anything you knew Till it doesn’t come like lies Till you know it’s t......

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...I have come to be real-in-my-eyes, eyes that only half see, yet only the half blind may see themselves. The fine hairs of apperception, those metaphorical hat brims pulled low over smiling eye......

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...OUTRIGHT PRETEXT a synthesizer   perpetuates an eternal quality   for       a compelling moment this silhouette   a recreated     sensation to coincide   &assimilate the       ****......

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... The Accidental Poet I have come to ......

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...an apperception of poetic elements imagery,assonance,rhythm,sound symbolism of an intuitive of the self conscious in a crystallised convergence of the moment ,with punctuation implied interpretation ......

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...apperception an intuition beyond form instilled spontaneous of the moment a channel of self conscious ......

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...apperception an intuition beyond form instilled spontaneous of the moment a channel of self conscious ......

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...apperception an intuition beyond form instilled spontaneous of the moment a channel of self conscious ......

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...I have come to realize, real-in-my-eyes, that these eyes that only half see - yet see through blind walls just as easily as a breeze sees itself in a trembling leaf. Eyelashes together the ......

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...like warm breath on cool mornings whisper gently of you ......

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...did you ever descry the traces of crimson etch endless paths above the ocean or see the sun bleed in greater depths as it bid farewell to amethyst hues in dusk's skies before darkness settle......

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...Love ain't blind: Eagle's eyes- apperception accurate like drips of rain. Lovers are blind, Using brain as heart, heart as brain. 19:05:14:06:58 Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Hou......

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...Truth or dare? Truth ... I came of age when I was twelve, (Janie, sixteen), In one of the most amazing summers of my life, 1970 ... Oh, I was much-and-far too young, and it......

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