Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

All That Tinsel

Colored lights draped over elaborate wire trees
   Festive wreaths dressed in ornaments to please
Christmas songs piped in, one after another
   Outside a bell-ringer chirps, Merry Xmas, brother

Yet nearly every guest room's empty
   Seems no one's checking in or out
No line at the front desk either
   There's hardly a soul about...

A hotel lobby's a lonely place Christmas Eve
   All that tinsel's a harlot's make-up, disbelieved

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Caren Krutsinger December 31, 2019 at 1:16 PM I can see it. Your imagery was soundly and solidly in place almost the instant I began to read.

Heidi Sands December 31, 2019 at 11:47 AM Interesting Gershon. It appears no parties are planned there. Well done :) Gershon Wolf December 31, 2019 at 12:45 PM You're right - no parties planned there. Strange. Hadn't thought of that. Thanks, Heidi. Happy 2020! :) gw

Chris Green December 30, 2019 at 5:14 PM And all this time I thought there was no room at the inn. : ) This was fun my friend. Gershon Wolf December 30, 2019 at 6:41 PM Hey, on Xmas you can always go 'out' to the 'inn!' :) Thanks, Chris!