DIRTY GHOST IN MY EYES

Ghost
Grueling
earthbound
There is nothing here
Grueling earthbound
My god
Falling in fear

Ghost
Surrounding my thoughts
All stand in
Like a storm despaired
Grueling earthbound
Like nothing
SIN

Ghost
And their words
Like a stench
In the summer’s air
Rotting my ghost
Two hearts
Ripe with despair

Ghost
Grueling
mid-night’s air
Giving all the ghost
Upon my sweat
Like rigid
Tear

Ghost
Their dirty eyes
Upon the wood
Where ghost thrive
Seeking fortune
Comfort is here
All is given
Alive
Dirty ghost
In my eyes



-Robert Herrin
8/6/08

The Reality Line

Crushing all that we have left
it over-comes life
in every last beating heart and breath
like matter formed to life
I watch the come-down
laughing best
Like a stake at the heart
down comes the rest
the restless lies giving all that was mine
the childern sing
in between the reality line

As the waves crash into the mind
crushing all that we have left
on the thinner shrine
this is the reality line
like a breathe
on the lie of what i cannot find
in the endless time of what is real
laughing best
in my cries sleeping into my desguish
like a refugee
sleeping safely on the shrine
Forever my reality line

-Robert Herrin

The Angel's Fleet

In the angel’s fleet of the butterfly
You lie silent
In your whispers and cries
To forget your pain, and veils of sin
In the poet’s words
Your lost will begin

You’re a silver drop in a well of tar
You shine under the jealously of the stars
So hold onto the Lord’s feet
As beautiful as you,
The angel’s fleet

-Dedicated to my sister-

Mornings

I wake to the paleness of night
Before the sunrise, and the reign of light
I pierce the darkest hour
Of the moments that seem fowler
In the garden the gate closes
And so I’ll count the field of red roses
And when the soft morning rays open this wonder
On these souls God will ponder
Vines crawl unto the sun
And in my heart, all is done
I come fourth to morning’s presence
To the flame in the sky in every essence
I stare out the window to the rising reign
Dissolving the numbness, fear, and pain
Waking up to the mornings of light
Ending the darkness of wretchedness, and night

Adrianna

Days are warmer under your blush
A blush of an angel, the spirits of dust.
When you stare at the clouds, and the wind
Clings to you, just shows you direction
To make it through.

Rejoice in God, my love
In the golden heavens above, and remember that you
Are in his arms, keeping you from
The shadow of harm.

When I hear your voice, I mistake
It for an angel, now I rejoice. And so
I look upon your blush of rose, and cherish
Your presence until the ash will close.

So don’t be afraid, Adrianna, to open
The new door, for God is waiting behind it
And with him you’ll hurt no more.

Dedicated to an angel of God,
And to a good friend.
-Adrianna

The Silver One and Divine

Silver in the one and divine
I drink upon the golden wine
Unto flask I can see
All the stars that shall combine
Silver in the one and divine

Silver in the one and divine
Father, son, and the holy spirit of the line
Through my soul drenched in coal
Thou given hope from God I dine
Silver in the one and divine

Silver in the one and divine
I refuge in this God of mine
And I’m comforted in his arms
In the Heavens I receive a sign
Silver in the one and divine

-Robert Herrin

People of God!

His word, his sword
People of god!
The coming of the lord
Descend from above
Like the angel’s dove
The king will come
To rapture his love

Fall to your knees
As he will arise
From the endless seas
To seek out the sinned
People of God!
His being will descend
Onto the path in which we walk
People of god!
Not only talk
But seek wisdom to live
For an eternity
Forever he will give

Arm your swords
And prepare for battle
Unto the coming of the lord
And satin’s visions and dreams
People of God!
Just remember
to Never thirst for satin’s stream

-Robert Herrin