What Comes Of It

There are so many words
floating around my head.

Coming to me
at the most unexpected
and impractical
times
and they appear to be
pure poetry to me
but because I can't record them
I don't have the benefit
of being able to sit back
and reflect on them critically
in order to ascertain
whether they truly are worthy
or just
y'know
words.

While I read so many
truly amazing literally works
and while there are many, many more
perhaps ever more worthy
that I haven't read
I'm not sure whether my own efforts
really measure up
but I can say
I feel a deep and insistent calling
to put my word thoughts to paper
(or at least electronic copy)
and see what comes of it.