Fay Slimm.

In Transit.

 

 

In Transit.

 

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

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

Diamonds in
transit they shine and fire
sparkle from
each crystaline orb\'s inside.

Smallest of gems,
if unnoticed, might seem 
so irrelevant,
joining the fall into sheen.

Caught however
by eyes with poet\'s keen
insight odes
to rain-drops might follow.