Lullaby No. 33 – Shining

Full moon kiss the air

In love are moments

Like shining stars

And we draw bright lines

Between them

Give form to the essence

That flights us like blue nights

We hold in our skin

The present an afterlife

Of what brought us here

All we’ve created

And destroyed

To be all that we are

And all that we are

Capable of becoming

Holds us by the soul

Shines us

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No. 32 – White Veins

The heavy glare of the evening sun

Laid bare the acid wash

Of your black denim

The rips and tears

Of fallen dances

Absent the grace of the feminine deity

Who lit your soul one night in the long

Lahoda jahoda

Now it was a clear day’s moonrise

All who watched you move

Saw a dancer

Step by step

Caressing the asphalt

With thoughts that filled the air

Like a cliché

The modern artist

Has abandoned the original thought

For redefinition

But all who watched you dance

Saw an optimist

Through the voice of Reason redefined

A new authenticity to par

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No. 31 – Embedded in the Memories of Dreams

Lighting the shreds of time

Torn from the internal chaos

Of your fatherhood

To shine bright into that

Which would deconstruct and consume you

Light its soul and dance

The abyss your center of balance

Throwing you from wall to wall

Bounce back into the bleach white air

Your now vagrant passions

Homeless in the sweep of new life

Your hooks carving marks on the walls

To climb to climb

And clear like paper trash in the wind

What’s left behind

Blue sky in the sweep of slumber

Dreaming vivid memories

Of another consciousness

Foreign

Enticing

And waking to a past life

Embedded in your aging soul

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No. 30 - Murder of the Goddess

Life was a gorgeous deep blue

The night scantly dressed in black

And full-bodied like the spirits

You imbibed the midnight glow

Of eyes made up and coming on

A heart polished in the river

Your reflecting through the skies

And was this calm blue surface happiness?

The fire of deep thoughts

Syphoned through the quality of stillness

The thinking man was thoughtless

Hung on his reflection

You felt the pain of phantom limbs

Forgotten truths escaping him

Was the silent mind this empty?

You never said a word

Save the moaning of your soul

Longing to drink from black slits

The deep blue vein of life

He sang a hollow in the forest

And there was nothing more

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No. 29 - August, Los Angeles

Always setting in the twilight of the west

As took hold the rising eastern sun

And fading night was upon

So we flew to mourning

Arid, free of tears

A desert of language borne

In your characteristic silence

A storybook parapet

Formed in the new air

Of things dated

A new breath coaxed

Your sharpened mind

To the dull ache

Of what had been your apathy

Yes it was a lightness

That was loose of care

Somehow unimaginable

In its re-existence

Yet too soft to speak

Of what once was

Your only dream

To wake and be free

Of all that would steal your lit soul

Contemplating crepuscular

And always in the dry light of the pines

This August had already passed

A late body of wax and time

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No. 28 - Praha

Late in the house

Lights behind the eyes

A dream in the shuttered room

Travelling back to the absinthe city

Lost in Bohemia again

Déjà vu au courant

A construction of the circular mind

Following the midnight river

To daybreak

To be lost at home

Wandering a waking life

Seeking the intersection

Lost by name

Found by remembrance

What was shone upon late

The tingling light of the temples

The crisp air through the window

Mourning the night

To wake and be free

Each day the thought escaping

Let sleep

A life transparent

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com

Lullaby No.27 - A Ghost

A ghost raced by the water

From the outside looking in

He saw his future self

Staring like a spirit laid across the waves

Dark grey clouds canvased the stark lit branches

The sun set through the empty conversation

A silhouette of love (in-verse)

A darkness from the inside looking out

Through the blue dusk painted on your glass

The dusky red on the rim of your step

Like the long shadow of night

Cast by your former self

Dancing along the water

’Til the morning settled in

A new life to crest and drink

From troughs along the garden of remembrance

Two ghosts in new dress

Handsomely waiving the continuity

And the water under the bridge was bulging

Time stood still from that moment

Jason Greendyk

www.jasongreendyk.com