Daily Fly Fishing Poem #17: The River and the Fish
Today the weight that was a fish,
is forgotten. Left to drift
downstream around the bend at sunset.
Around the bend, back to the sea,
a fish who fought me
on the broken mercury
surface of the river,
who fought to stay below.
I cast a broken shadow stooping
to let him go. He swam away
along a sunset colored road.
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Hi Anthony, I love this particular poem: Fly Fishing #17 and drawing. Would it be possible to use for a funeral service I am doing for a young man who was an outdoorsman and fisherman in particular. I would include a copy write for you.
Thank you,
Rev. Kerry
Rev. Kerry, thank you and yes, of course. Please use this poem if you would like to.
Hey my name is abram smith and I love ur work! I wanna do a school project using ur poems. But I need to know some interesting things about you. Like things that are even crazy to catch my teachers eye and ears