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Synaesthesia Poems - Poems about Synaesthesia


Synaesthesia
Synaesthesia is hard to say and somewhat hard to understand, Not a disease nor a disorder, but I experience it first hand, Like the sounds, tastes, smells and colours that can be felt by a band, The music inspires and engulfs every nerve, every feeling, every gland, Feeling like a lettuce from the feeling of a winter...

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Categories: synaesthesia, color, emotions, identity, me,
Form: Rhyme
My Five Senses
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 apparent. I see things in color, Like words, numbers, and notes. Which often leaves me in a blunder, To...

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Categories: synaesthesia, color, senses,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Synaesthesia
"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 new story on torn White Canvas sheets The Synaesthete dreamed of him Munster castles and Celtic Moss,...

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Categories: synaesthesia, adventure, autumn, love, romance,
Form: Romanticism
Synaesthesia
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 every sort Close my eyes and you are there Years of coloured thoughts to share....

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Categories: synaesthesia, art, color,
Form: Rhyme
Synaesthesia
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 ----------------------- "An individual whose conscious awareness is such that a sound becomes fused with a sense of color and taste; for whom each fleeting impression engenders a vivid, inextinguishable image; for whom words have quite...

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Categories: synaesthesia, absence, beautiful, color, conflict,
Form: Senryu




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