Outside The Inn

(Like most folks, I’ll be pretty busy these next few days, so I thought I’d post this oldie to wish everyone who celebrates it a happy and peaceful holiday.)

star

Outside The Inn

There would, of course, have to be a star
—as there always was— but
only a single star, luminous and

beckoning above the merest shelter.
Around the meager edifice,
its wattle daubed with ordinary

midnight, there would of course be
shepherds, nodding, and the music of
sheep bells a softly ringing lullaby.

There would have to be an angel.
The sky, a clear intoxicant, would
open and the angel would be singing

and the shepherds, keeping their sheep
would have to spread the word
and be certain.

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Previously Published:
(Online) Every Day Poets Dec. 2008  (Now Defunct)

Subsequently Anthologized:
(Print) Best Of Every Day Poets Jan 2011

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RDP Christmas

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