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.  

Reviews

[Lorry]

This could be a spoken word piece on a nature documentary, with ultraHD clarity, showing in super slo mo such a simple thing as the journey of a raindrop in full screen detail, making us pay more attention to the joy of such a simple thing observed.
So i am told. It would have to be some camera to capture the deluge we are used to here 😀

[Fay Slimm]

What a generous review and thank you Lorry - I feel most honoured to even think about my words being used on a docu. - -- the slow motion of rain-drops down widowpanes have always amazed me - so pleased you enjoyed the read.