Cadi

#23 Vauxhall Astra sitting on a gridlocked street: inch by inch the wheels roll round, inch by inch the car gains ground - Vauxhall Astra sitting on a gridlocked street.

#22 Rain in the movies always falls at the darkest time; I wonder how's your life because there's too much rain in mine. A feeble effort - but it's gone ...

#21 Inspiration lurks in this pipe just out of sight just around the bend just where my fingers can brush its rough edges but too slick with slime to pull ...

A belatedly posted #20 When the tension gets too much you just have to dance it out.

#19 Chilly blossoms: scattered by cold winds in golden sunlight.

#18 or, Refactoring I dig my fingers into the code getting it wetly on my skin and under my nails and I pull out a chunk, soft and damp and ...

#17 My attention is a dragonfly resplendent, iridescent, zipping here and there with each blink of the eye.

#16 Red velvet threadbare at your elbows lost popcorn in bits at your feet; tuck your knees to your chin as your neighbour comes in, sidling along to their seat. ...

#15 Spring is teasing us. The blackbird awakes at three, fluting and piping from a bare, green-tipped branch and at five, the sun peeps out, warming up to a gentle, ...

A belatedly-posted #14 ! A race: aching feet beneath a drizzle-drenched jacket vs a ponderous, steamy-windowed red double-decker

#13 every touch and sound rubs the brain like roughened sedges too hard to write a poem when you're fraying at the edges

#12 shoulders joints pinned to the sides of a hunched neck teeth clamped in the vice of the jaw ribbons of muscle wrapped tight around a compressed core of ribs ...

#11 The sky is never dark in the city. Once, we traced a world in the heavens replete with queens, hunters and hounds splashed across a river of stars. Tonight, ...

#10 Changing weather hour by hour: wind and sun and April showers; new leaves green upon the bower jewelled with rain and budding flowers. A third of the way through ...

#9 I spliced a string to my sternum and tied it also to you, craving a closer connection to you and the things that you do. My feet were fixed ...