Metaphysical poetry www.greachan.comhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.socialhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3muzjxcgis22gThe water held its breath, then broke, And something ancient stirred; Memory, silver, rose and spoke No sound, yet every word Of heaven's whole undying light Lay in this moonglade, blurred. #vss36508 Sep 2026 17:22 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3muzjxcgis22ghttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3muwdhfmejc2bThe heart's a palimpsest of pain, Though newer things be writ, Beneath the ink of joy again The old ghosts will not quit, For every grief we think we've healed Still bleeds a little bit. #vss36507 Sep 2026 10:48 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3muwdhfmejc2bhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mutfzftjp22uThe oak that snaps is not near half as wise as reeds that bow beneath the storming skies, And real strength won’t wear armour and a frown, real strength kneels, and lifts those fallen down. The gentlest hand, adroit past shallow art, should hold the world and should not bruise a heart. #vss36506 Sep 2026 06:56 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mutfzftjp22uhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mutbp6mzds2gThe tide draws back like some forgetful thought, My wrist adroit where wind and current fraught, Each bird that flees is one unanswered prayer, The horizon folds the secret into air. #vss36506 Sep 2026 05:38 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mutbp6mzds2ghttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3munj2ifxos2xOur souls unbodied rise as vapour thin, Then fall elixir, quickening the skin. #vss36503 Sep 2026 22:34 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3munj2ifxos2xhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mui7ui4xhc22There is a moment small as breath, and twice as bright as true, when morning light lies scattered gold, and scatters less than you. One smile so soft and unhurried, and empathetic so, undoes the sky, undoes the sea and makes the old world new. #vss365 My lonnnnng love poem. Please enjoy: https://www.greachan.com/blog/you01 Sep 2026 20:06 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mui7ui4xhc22https://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mufr4rvxpc2kFriendship does not fade but learns to wax and wane like moonlit tide, a long slow wake the gentle proof that stillness ever moved aside. #vss36531 Aug 2026 20:37 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mufr4rvxpc2khttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtvs3zwtw22kThe trees bend down within their mirrored place; Lord, sponge my heart as gently as this grace. #vss36525 Aug 2026 12:12 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtvs3zwtw22khttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtu6p42as22rCall it not water, but a second heaven laid, Where light undresses slowly, and is unafraid.24 Aug 2026 20:52 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtu6p42as22rhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mttviifnks2uFor past the hill, beyond the standing stone, where thin places let the daylight through, a cord is knotted (never flesh nor bone) and lowered gentle as the morning dew.  Not chain, not tether forged to keep me still,  but rope paid gently out by patient will. #vss365 Read the whole poem here: https://www.greachan.com/blog/grace24 Aug 2026 18:07 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mttviifnks2uhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mttvczorec2u I am tethered, though I cannot see,  and grace, today, is grace enough for me.24 Aug 2026 18:04 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mttvczorec2uhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtrnum33jc2sAh, look how she doth thread the morning’s gold, As innocence itself might dare unfold; Not Fortune’s dice, but Love’s own hand hath thrown A perfect roll that needs no thing but peace alone. #vss36523 Aug 2026 20:46 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtrnum33jc2shttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtrg42agvs23Beneath a sky soft as their horses’ eyes, these strong men trade in flesh and heavy breath, wet palms outstretched towards their common prize, as if Irish souls could be bought from death. A whistle, and the whole wide village stills, the world becomes dice thrown down by Will. #vss36523 Aug 2026 18:27 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtrg42agvs23https://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtqj6dsktk25Flux ~~~ No wave arrives that was not always leaving, each crest a thing the ocean dreamt and dropped, each trough a held breath, briefly grieving the shape it had before its shaping stopped. 1/523 Aug 2026 09:49 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtqj6dsktk25https://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtorcemgfc2qi must be content to be an imperfect translation, a towel-wrapped, mistranslated line that mourners might revise for years above my grave, still arguing what my time and i once meant in the original tongue, spoken before i spoke at all in mine. #vss36522 Aug 2026 17:09 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtorcemgfc2qhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtolyowp6k2cThey say the moon owns the tides, pulls oceans by a string we cannot see, but I have watched you answer my voice first, before hers, when she called you back to sea.22 Aug 2026 15:34 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtolyowp6k2chttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtolomht3c2cTwo shores can hold one sea between and still be wedded by the same blue longing.22 Aug 2026 15:28 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtolomht3c2chttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mtk6653xw22aO nature, thou art patient in thyart, To press such worlds where little room is found; The ocean kettled in the heart Of one small cloud that scarcely skirts the ground. #vss36520 Aug 2026 21:16 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mtk6653xw22ahttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mteypwaelc2hFarewell, Jaed, my gentle hub of thought, whose keel once combed the tangled hair of tide, unknotting waves that time had twisted taut, now dust and dock are all that we divide. The soul, like water, leaves no lasting seam: go, little boat, and teach the sea to dream. #vss36518 Aug 2026 19:55 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mteypwaelc2hhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mszuokeox22uCling, my soul, to what the honest meadow gives, (the grasses’ breath, the willow’s bending vows); Let grief remain a place where I won’t live, Let me keep faith with what nature allows. Storms have their say in heaven; here below, I’ll hold the rose, and let the dark clouds go. #vss36514 Aug 2026 09:44 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mszuokeox22uhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3msyfsyzpqc2iI crouch down low to kiss the morning dew, Which clings a moment, then is called to rise. #vss36513 Aug 2026 19:45 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3msyfsyzpqc2ihttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3msji4dwmr22mNí tír thú, a Éire, ach cuisle i mo chroí, cré i mo chnámh, is salann i mo dheoir; má scarann an fharraige do chorp uaim choíche, ní scarfaidh sí m’anam ó d’anam mór. Óir tá rud diaga sa cheangal seo. Tú ionamsa, is mise ionat, go deo.07 Aug 2026 21:16 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3msji4dwmr22mhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3msjh7w2gyc27What hand first struck a string? What breath Taught grief to dance, and dust to sing? We borrow music, as we borrow death, Yet we make both a living thing: For when your old song passes into mine, We lose our selves and come divine. #vss36507 Aug 2026 21:00 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3msjh7w2gyc27https://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3msjdbtmcgk2kNothing here is fixed, Only patient, The way a soul must wear a body.07 Aug 2026 19:50 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3msjdbtmcgk2khttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3ms3uwd76s225My Native Tongue Temptation bids me spend my gold elsewhere, Yet every blackbird, feathering dawn from thorn, returns my soul its hidden coin. The wind translates no hill so faithfully as that old speech inhabits me. Thus what I seem to carry is but dust; this treasure carries me. #vss36502 Aug 2026 11:28 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3ms3uwd76s225https://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3ms3kr3cl722hSongbird 2 Her liquid notes slip warm into my ear; Temptation longs to press her to my skin, To cage her pulse where only I might hear That gentle tongue pour all its sweetness in. Yet she would lose the wildness she possessed, So free she flies, still singing in my breast. #vss36502 Aug 2026 08:26 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3ms3kr3cl722hhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3ms3k2voc5s2tSongbird 1 She spills her song, and all my senses lean; Temptation stirs to gather her within, To make my ribs the cage she sings between, And feel her wing beat trembling through my skin. But love must leave untouched what makes it fly: She sings and every note becomes a smile. #vss36502 Aug 2026 08:14 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3ms3k2voc5s2thttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mrzeha5ryk2bLet others measure theirs by hand or hour; Ours has no clock, no boundary, no coast. The wind that combs the heather has no power To say where breath becomes the breathing ghost.01 Aug 2026 11:28 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mrzeha5ryk2bhttps://bsky.app/profile/greachan.bsky.social/post/3mrz4xoi4oc2xWhen peace arrived, it didn’t enter me, 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑   𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡   𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔   𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒, as salt inhabits every wandering sea. #vss36501 Aug 2026 09:14 +0000at://did:plc:fev2ndiv52yphev6mzowfdpu/app.bsky.feed.post/3mrz4xoi4oc2x