intuition
long since once there were
massive shapes of texture flavour
dark sweeping forces across my mind
balanced, composed in the moment
of movement
inside outside around riding with within
wind of light
touching a cold smell of hard-edged clouds
poised within without with …
I could position my mind my being
feel that mode there waiting
slipslide in
always there to perceive
slipshift sideways
to be there dark light massive weight
flying through above enrobed enclosed
gone now
only a memory of a memory remains
a hint of lost flavour on the back of my palate
I miss it still and hope wish sometime
I'll return regain remember
2nd January 2016, Squiffy Gnu 2016 week 1, prompt: intuition