The All Antler Band

A poem by Beverly Stock.

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A moose with guitar came out of a barn,

Four others followed, all blowing brass horns.

They played that night, from nine to three,

Under a palatial spread of chestnut trees.

One moose had a mike, and he was crooning,

One played a drum that required no tuning.

The All Antler Band played slow songs and swing,

All guests thought the band quite a-moose-ing.

Beverly Stock is an American poet who delights in creating poetry that asks big questions about small moments, and inspires readers to revisit the little memories we so often overlook. Her work has been published by The Society of Classical Poets, The Chained Muse, Persimmon Tree, and LightenUp Online, in the UK. Visit BeverlyStockPoetry.com and BeverlyStockPoetry on Facebook.