Searching for a Poem

by John Herlihy

Searching for a poem,

Finding a swallow in flight.

Soaring through the air,

Wind passing thru feathers.

Rising on uplifted wings,

Against an infinite blue.

The bird speaks of freedom,

Of a heart fully revealed.

Thus, the poem soars in flight,

Deep into the halcyon night

The poem belongs to no one,

But can be felt by everyone.

As a bird set free into the air,

Without worry, without a care.

The poem no longer caged,

The feelings no longer staged.

The poem obliged to no one,

A precious gift to everyone.

Now beyond reach of the poet,

Waiting patiently to be found.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Monday 8 September 2025