American Poetry

I've been writing more poetry about fly fishing/Montana outdoors/polka dots...etc and want to try to put some together one day. My friend writes poetry and I've always been a fan, and recently dabbling in it too. This one is titled "If Only for a Moment" I wrote this after fly fishing on Rock Creek one evening.

If you're reading this, you're probably not giving it too much thought, but maybe you should because the English language is fraught with pitfalls that make our ability to master the written word as impressive as our getting a man on the moon.