Earl Schumacker Poet Didactic

Marble 79

Marble 79

Marble in blended colors rolled on in red
Blue and green seen above the surface next
Turned up to be observed against the orangish dawn
Emerged, rolled over again, and it must be said, forever 
Sped past huge towers warm and calm

A round glass small, a marble rambler
Soft with subtle sounds, met the wet concrete serene

Here and gone without a hint of destination stated
Audible in the distance hollows heard
Moving steadily over dirt roads as a tinted echo 
Marble 79 is just beginning in a wonder spin

It appears to fade away in towns and villages
Disappears through open windows
Goes down empty roads unnoticed
Goes underground

Slips past deserted streets unknown
Which has no meaning for obvious reasons
But picks up speed in desserts
Lifts sand into the eyes of enemies as it goes by
Rolls on as if it were a planet
Which may or may not be a crime

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