#intuition set the bees a-swarm
abandoning their cozy home
we waited for the storm for years
but it never came, and the fear
subsided.
while the bedrock rotted away

#intuition set the bees a-swarm
abandoning their cozy home
we waited for the storm for years
but it never came, and the fear
subsided.
while the bedrock rotted away
I left Centraal Station, my feet intuitively avoiding Damrak. Instead, I headed left, toward the flesh-markets of the Red-Light District.
Industrial quantities of mind-crush await the unwary there; but first things first - I was in town, I had to pay my respects to Ms Malone.
#vss365 #Concepts #MicroPoetry 
#intuition hovers
at the edge
Whiskers twitched.
Her neck prickled, and she smelled vinegar.
“Something bad coming.”
“When? Where?” He turned his head.
“Not sure. #Intuition Look at the cat. And that smell.”
“What smell?”
“Duck!”
A tree branch hurtled past.
“Okay now.” #vss365
"Sholmes, a hotel pillow has vanished"
"Where's Geriarty?"
"Asleep in the lobby"
"My #intuition says he stole it"
"Why?"
"He's snoring with suspicious comfort, Hatson"
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Hullo #vss365 and to #intuition #poetry
thought walks
intuition flys
“For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of #intuition and spontaneity.”
- Henri Cartier-Bresson
Trust my child's heart
Or my woman's intuition?
I reach out my hand again
Empty air once more.
By now I should know better
Maybe tomorrow I finally will.
a bird made of smoke
circled overhead,
shedding tiny sparks
that ignited the flame of
🔥 #intuition 🔥
Intuition shrugged
That day, caught completely off
Guard by severed ties.
#vss365 #intuition #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
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Friends:
"Are you still using your dowsing rods?"
"Yes my #intuition has a lot to tell me."
"What did it say about Queen Elizabeth II?"
"It said that she had eight clones."
"And where are these people now?"
"My rods didn't want to answer this question."
#Intuition - my inner voice is always clear,
It speaks when doubts drew near.
It said, "Step inside,"
"Let your heart be your guide,"
And quietly cut through the fear.
#Intuition somehow always chooses me,
A soft compass folded beneath my ribs, guiding me;
A lantern swung steady at midnight commands,
Braiding the moon into maps in my hands—
Your whisper untangles fear's knots and finds the warm chair for me.
Tackling the present with a clearer state of mind. Leaving overthinking of the past behind. No maps in my pocket, no destination planned. Just trusting my #intuition, and the shifting sand. I'm following the arrows and I'm not looking back.
He watches
Her intuition
Wash away
Love
In puddles
Of last night's
Purple rain
Neon dyes
Streaking bare
Through
A maze
Of his
Dark allys
Splatted,
Shoureded,
In the
Falling of
His Purple rain 🌂
#vss365 #intuition
Bob and Nora walk through a meadow, the air still cool from the night before. They stop and notice a wildflower growing on its own. Bob wants to pick it for her, but Nora says no. Her #intuition tells her that the flower wants to stay grounded. She can relate.
The moment I saw you
My intuition told me
You are home