Marble

I'm currently in Barcelona, Spain, travelling with my family. We reached in the evening ,following which we went out for dinner. After dinner, we walked around a bit, and I saw a beautiful piece of marble. It was oddly shaped, and it wasn't white, but to me it was marvelous. Here is a poem I wrote about it:

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Marble

Strings of Black,

On a bed of grey,

Meander into each other,

Creating the perfect marble

Pure white it may not be,

Nor may it be in a square,

Dark and Mysterious,

This marble that hangs in the air

The marbled sky,

visible in between two trees, 

is a splendid view,

The marble of the sky.

Unfortunately, I forgot to take a picture of the sky as it was yesterday. If I can see a marbled sky today, I will be sure to update the post, and add in the picture, though it may not match my description.

-Poetic Fanatic