~for James~
the record shows the obvious
is oft
overlooked
endless drench of words excessive,
incessant,
like a rainy day lockup that
irritates
until you reflect
let me search out for
gems and jewels,
new poems still unread,
missed, but not missing
for the quality of
good poetry
has no time limit or expiration date
and waits patient
just for you
for the soul of each poem understands,
eternal,*
far better than we humans
Savor it, keep it, and love it