Synaesthesia Poems

He chafes the prayer beads against his wrist
	Has died lesser deaths of exasperated rage
		It’s not forgiveness he seeks but purifying anger

To feel the rawness of emotion he focusses
	On undefeatable loss and zealous slaughter
		Of cross fires approaching target practice

A peaceful man...Read More

Tear drops roll down my cheeks.
Blessed with mirror-touch synaesthesia!
Claircognizant empaths - inflame my aphasia.
I know, I know - the die is cast!
Eh! Still words - pierce through my silent heart.


Leave me – leave me!
I need time to talk with my...Read More

Winter finally moves his lumpen sluggish weight,

Spring is like a shy dryad shivering in his arms

Wind's whippets droop to trifling whine

Sullen rain hisses to a grizzle.

tiny fruit buds swell enough to moisten lips.

First daffodil maidens preen, bright faces so fair!

Chattering...Read More

Reminiscing a Future

Taste of my Teddy bear suckling comfort
                    Cool button in his ear on my tongue

Sound of silence of parachute’s...Read More

My Five Senses

For someone with synaesthesia,
I am just quite dumbfounded,
In understanding all my five senses,
That leaves me buzzing, ungrounded!

You see, it’s not very clear,
As to why this does happen,
But I see, hear, smell, taste and touch things,
As if they’re quite...Read More

"SYNAESTHESIA"



The Rose was burning 
long before she was Green
The Synaesthete placed his brush stroke
On his future dreams


Long before she was Green
The Synaesthete dreamed of him
Walking barefoot through the buried Rust 
and rustling burnished Ochre leaves of his foggy schemes
Painting a...Read More

Colour hides in a whitely glow
every colour we’ve ever known 
Reflective rays a spectrum show

Coloured days, names and numbers
See the world through coloured wonders. 
Think in colour, don’t you?
Your name clearly blue

Synaesthesia your my life
Colouring my every thought
Spectrum white and...Read More

Your synaesthesia danced the air, my feet the floor
And bounced again and with a scream and more
I fell down to my knees and screeched my dance
Against walls and unseen windows without a glance
Beyond the yearning to charm public I cannot...Read More

Colours Perfuse

Bluebell tinkers in soft mellow waters
                                 ...Read More

Contest: THE BEST OF 6
Visual number #1
6th Sense of June 2016

Refrain on the 6th

Orbital senses’ synaesthesia spiralling out of into control 
the cochlea that makes me see the touch makes me hear
feel the pain heartache amazing wonderment elation
my lucky stars’...Read More

Our synaesthesia is for free,
Music is the muse for me,
It's in my blood, you see,
Images imaginary,
Elvira Madigan wakes to see,
Mozart play Mozart lucidly.
Swooner songs sound so silly,
Old rockers croon so vividly,
Funny lyrics in my brain,
Sounding a little deranged,
(It is hereditary...Read More

Hey You, get off of My Cloud.  

(Sing along to the Rolling Stones, synaesthesia means songs on the brain!) 

Grumpy old God woke up with a frown,
Angels heard His voice so loud,
"Do you angels hear this sound?
Hey, you, get...Read More

color awe
so crystal as to hear an
enigma

whiffed fragrance
a strangeness to scarcely taste
obscure scenes

light is sown
feel the warmth that follows miles
minds do smile


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"An individual whose conscious awareness is such that a sound becomes fused with a sense of color and taste;...Read More

These are the last words I'll write for you
The sugared dedications discontinue
Each word hatched from one mistake
Wanting you more than I can take

Intentions seem so futile now
Wipe remnants of love from your brow
Convinced you're white, so pure, intact
Lucky for me,...Read More