Beginning new …
In the beginning there was Chaos.
Go back to where we had begun,
In the beginning we were at a loss,
When oh thank Heaven up steps John.
At the hub no stories or poems
Were rightfully appreciated,
We tried so hard but felt alone
On the nerves it really grated.
John was pondering what to do
We deserve attention and credit,
For creativity and talent too,
Without constant stress and edit.
I wish we had our own niche site,
John pondered, deeply in thought.
A place for us, then came the light.
A place that no one yet had got.
He talked to friends for quite awhile,
Most agreed we are outcasts here.
The light kept growing, John did smile,
Open a site where we can cheer.
Yes, a site where we can cheer
About our story and our poem,
Write without having to fear
Any scorn, it will be our home.
Calling all fiction writers and poets
Now that sure made a lot of smiles,
We can write, and don’t you know it,
We are The Creative Exiles.
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Oh yeah, sometimes I get off my path and
write something silly, but this was fun.
© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns