Fay Slimm.

In Transit.

 

 

In Transit.

 

Jewelled with
rainbow translucence roll
rain-bead balls
slowly down outer-windows.

Golden-globe
seed pearls, clear watery
glories slide
in uniform lines, floorward.

Diamonds in
transit they shine and fire
sparks from each
crystalline orb\'s inner eye.

Smallest gems,
if unnoticed, might seem
irrelevant when
joined by rush into sheen.

Caught however
by eyes with keen poetic
insight rain-drop
beauty bequeaths an ode.