Monday, February 28, 2011

A PRAYER ON A WING




A PRAYER ON A WING


Let me
Ride above the Clouds.


Let me
Glide on the Breath of God.


Let me
Face the Morning Sun

To see
The Glory of your Son.


Let me
Feel your Hands
Beneath my Wings

Knowing
I am Held up High.


Let me
See your World as you

Let me
Smile at all you do.


Let me
Pray with you
Each Day

That I am Always
on your Wing.


Guide me
Through the Storms
That come,

Keep me
From Falling down.


Lift me
To the Highest
as I Soar with Thee.


Take me
Through this World
With you

Until my Wings
Turn into Doves.


And you are
Holding me with Love.


A Poeatreeman

One Sword Feathered,
is a Blow for Humanity.

[All swords into plows]
War no more]


Dedicated to
NASA and the Astronauts.

UNITED STATES
AIR FORCE ACADEMY


IN MEMORY OF THE SEVEN
WHO RODE
THE TEARS TO HEAVEN

SHUTTLED BY COLUMBIA
TO ENTER INTO HEAVEN

Edgar  Allan Prieto
2/2/2003
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Sunday, February 27, 2011

TO TIE THE KNOT



TO TIE THE KNOT


When You Get Old

Have a Bridge

Beneath Your Teeth.


You Can Take

The Highway

To Guide

The String Through.


I Thought

I Would Give You

A New One

To Go

With The Start.


May You Never Be Tied Up

May You Never Tie Up Each

May it Last Until Forever

Till Your Off Your Feet.


May it Straighten Out Your Ways

If You Find Yourselves in Knots

May it Last Through The Seasons
 
Always Be As Strong.


For If
You Ever Need To Tug
 
Tug At Me Instead

If You Ever Find A Twist

Remember I Am Tied.


I Am A Shoe Lace

What Do You Think Of This?


I Always WILL Be There For You

If You Need Me For A Bridge

Or Come Show You

I Am The One Tied .


If You Need Me To Expand

I Am Only One Size

You Will Have To Understand

I Am Only That Much Tall.


Bigger Than My String

For My Heart's Inside My Cord

Why Do You Think?

They Made Me Strong .


I Have To Last Until You ARE Gone

One Shoe Lace To Tie The Knot.



A Poeatreeman

If You Tug at Me,
I Can Always,
Keep You Strong
One Two One Two
See How Easy
The Excise is Going..

Getting Strong Yet?
Tug Some More
Don't Cut Me Off..

I Need To Know .
You Care
To Keep
Me Going

Finally
I Can Relax ,
I Feel Like
I Was
On A String

No Wonder
I Am A Yo  Yo.





To Bill & Shirley Madidon
Wedding Gift Happy 50th

Edgar Allan Prieto
2/21/89
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Friday, February 25, 2011

A Walk in the Black Forest - avi - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga

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MAY YOU



MAY YOU


May you never
have to see war


May you never
fight again


May you
find a friend


Who will last
to the end


May you
find peace


Always keep it
in your heart


May you find
love
never be apart


May you
go through the seasons


Bringing
changes for the best


May you never
change the reason


Without
seeing the rest


May you
know wisdom


Not be a fool
for wealth


May you share
all you have


Knowing
you have done
your best


May you
find God


To always
walk with you


May you
know life


For without
what would you do?


Dedicated to Mike Cianocchi

A Poeatreeman

If I have found you
may you find me
If I am there,
I am waiting for you.

Edgar Allan Prieto
9/9/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Thursday, February 24, 2011

DYING OF LOVE



WHAT PRICE LOVE?


What is the Price
of Love?       


When a Heart
bleeds
from Tears and Hurt


Torn
from itself
Ripped with Pain


Left
to Heal the Hurt


Pain
is not the Worst


I Felt it all,
Tears and Aches


The Cares
that Came
Left their Marks


The Words
that Said it
all too Well


I Care
not Love you
til the End


Yet
Love will Hold
it all inside


Taking
it to the Bitter End


Why
does Love
Hold on to me?


I Gave
it Heart
When no one did


I Took
it in
Shared its Love


I Felt
it all
Both Soft and Sweet


I Felt
the Bitterness
when
Things went wrong


I Felt
the Pain
wrenching
through my Soul


Oh !
I would
not give it up
for Gold


This Treasure
that Showed me
just what I have


A Life
to find it
just One more Time


This Sweetness
that is more
than Gold


One Heart
is all
I need to Hold


It Fills
me with
the Price of Love


The Cares
to know
when I am Loved


The Pain
that Lets me
know I Cared


The Happiness
I have
when I Shared


The Sorrow
knowing
Love can Hurt


The Tears
showing
the Birth of Love.


A THOUGHT!

Life
is the Chest I Hold


Al I Have
will not be Gold


Yet
Precious it will be
just to Hold


To find Love
that will Carry through


To Open up
Share in its Wealth


To
Have once is Wealth untold.


Dedicated To Pamela

A Poeatreeman
   
There is
only one Hear
t
I Care to Love


The one
that God
brought to me


There is
only one Heart,
I can
Share in its Wealth


The World
that Holds
a place for me


There is only
one Care,
that will Carry
me through


To Care for it
in all I do.

 
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/3/93
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

AN INCH WORM | POEATREEMAN on Xanga



AN INCH WORM


How am I Going to
Learn Teach

If I don't Get Deep
into The Subject?

I am just
A Book Worm

Trying to get to the Core

I find Myself in Middle Class

I hope
To Make The Grade

Try not
to cut Me Short

I am only
An Inch Worm

Trying to get
to the Highest Point

Grade Me for My Studies

Not the Size I am

For My Heart
is as Big as anyone

Who is trying
to get through it All.

A THOUGHT!

It may take Me time
to get ahead

Yet I will Crawl
to reach Success

The only thing
that will stop me now

Is My will
not to Pass The Test.
 
Dedicated To Sherry (The Teach)

A Poeatreeman

If I Cut To The Core

I May Expose Myself
Too Much

I Don't Want To Fall Apart

By Opening Myself Up

I May Come Up Short

Yet I Will Try
To Be Strong

For The Length I Am
is not Too Long

Yet The Size of My Heart

Is Ten Feet Tall..

I am only an inch worm

Trying to reach success.

Edgar Allan Prieto
10/18/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Sunday, February 20, 2011

POEATREEMAN on Xanga - Chatboard

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There Once
Was a Time


When Once
Was here before


For Once has passed
and is no more.


As with Was
Its Time has gone.


Its Life is only
A Second Long.


POEATREEMAN
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/20/2011
Copyright@2011

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

HUMANOID








HUMANOID

You May Have To Go Back
A Long Way
To Find A Humanoid .

He May Be More Human
Than You Think
More Humane, More Human,
Than You Care To Know .

What Was Left Behind
and What Came Forth?
What is Past And What is Present?
Who is Who And What is Present? .

Who is There And Where are You?
That is The Question? .

The Answer
When You Find Who is Present .

Humanoid or Human
Which One Came Forth?
Which Stayed Behind
That is The Question? 

The Answer
When You Find Who Questioned? 

Are We Animals in The Present
and The Humans in The Past? 

Who is Clubbing Whom To Death?
Who is Serving Humanity The Best? 

Who is Writing On The Wall
This is The End Of Humankind? 

Can We Have Hope At All
What Are Humans Doing? 

Trying To Set Life Back
Before We Became Human 

What A Wonder This Would Be
To See Ourselves Again
To Find Out They're Human
and We The Animals .

For We Came This Far .

What An Irony it Would Be
To See Us Become Human Once Again .

What Was Best in The Past
Can We Bring It To The Present ?

What Was Worst
it is Best To Leave it in The Past ?

Let it Die Because We Learned
That We Are Human Once Again .

Grow With Heart and Not With Clubs .

What A Way To Make A Smash
What An End
By Clubbing Ignorance To Extinction.

A Poeatreeman

What A Headache it Would Be
If We Learned That We Are Humanoids .

From Extinction To The Present
From The Present To Extinction .

There Are Humans in Both .

No Clubs! Swing A Tree .

For If You Do This
You Won't Have A Headache .

You'll Have Hernia On The Ground .

DEDICATED TO MONSTER FRANK
IF THIS IS HUMAN I AM GOING BACK .

Edgar Allan Prieto
2/17/89 
copyright@2011

Sunday, February 13, 2011

HUMAN AFTER ALL | POEATREEMAN on Xanga




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WITH GOD
AT MY RIGHT SIDE.


I STILL
WILL HAVE MY FLAWS.


I AM HUMAN
AFTER ALL !


NOT
A PERFECT MAN.


JUST TRYING 

 
TO GET THROUGH
TO 
THE OTHER SIDE.


KNOWING !
FAITH.

 
WILL FIND THE WAY.


A POEATREEMAN 

DEDICATED TO HUMANKIND
HIS WILL CAN TRIUMPH
OR WILL HE FALL ?
HIS STEPS HE TAKES
WILL SAY IT ALL.

POET'S NOTE
 
HUMAN

I AM THE SUM OF GOD,
PART EARTH, PART LOVE.

YET ALL, TOO HUMAN
FOR I HAVE MANY FLAWS.

A PERFECT MESS
I DARE CONFESS.

AFTER ALL:
I AM ONLY HUMAN.

TRYING !
TO DO THE BEST.

EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
10/27/2010
COPYRIGHT@2010




HUMAN AFTER ALL | POEATREEMAN on Xanga

THE BRIDGE OF BEYOND; SOMEWHERE IN TIME



THE BRIDGE OF BEYOND?


I am in the middle of nowhere
Yet somewhere I see.

I am at the edge of Eternity
Yet I see Today.

I am at the start of here
Yet Tomorrow will pass my way.

I am at the crossroads of Yesterday
Yet finding where I've been.

I am between here and Eternity
Yet traveling where?

I am at the Bridge of Beyond
Yet one step to take me across.

I am at the end of time
Yet passing time
Beyond all measures.

I am here where I began.

A THOUGHT!

I am here when
I know where is
I am there
When I know what is

Dedicated To Angie

A Poeatreeman

No time to pass,
when left with self
No hands to move,
When time has stopped
No time unless,
I push ahead
No clock to move,
I'm faced with self
One Time to set,
Before it's gone
One hour ahead,
It's not too long
No time to wind,
Just pass Today
No time Tomorrow
I am here Today
Beyond Tomorrow,
I'll find no way.

Edgar Allan Prieto
7/7/92
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

IF EVER I WOULD LEAVE YOU



REFLECTIONS OF TIME

            
I Think of all the Times,
Wondered, Where They Went


I Think of all the Moments ,
How I Was, with you


I Think of all the Pain,
How did, I Get Through?


I Think of all the Love,
How Much, you Gave to me


I Think of all my Life,
How I, Treated you


I Think of all the Hours,
How I Spent, with you


I Think of all the minutes,
How we passed, them too


I Think of all the Smiles,
How I Laughed, at you


I Think of all the Tears,
How I Cried, For you


I Think of all the Sorrows,
How I Felt, For you


I Think of all the Years,
How I Grew, To you


I Think of all the Seconds,
How I Waited, For you


I Think of all the Sadness,
How you Helped, me Through


I Think of all the Struggles,
How I Fought, with you


I Think of all the Chances,
How I Could, have Lost you


I Think of all the Wrong,
How you Taught, me Right


I Think of all the Hurt,
How I Blamed, you Too


I Think of all the Wisdom,
How I Learned, From you


I Think of all the Changes,
How I'm Still, with you


I Think of all the Goodness,
How you Touched, my Heart


I Think of all the Greatness,
How Precious, you are


I Think of all the Time,
How much More, with you


I Think of all the Joys,
How much ,I Loved you


I Think of all the Dreams,
How I Hoped, For you


I Think of all the Beauty,
How you, Inspired me


I Think of all the Gifts,
How you Shared, with me


I Think of all the Things,
Thank God  For you


For There isn't a Time ,
When I am not With you...


Dedicated to Angie Early
Written to Life
To All The Moments in our Lives,
To Those Who are in love
To All The Years ,Yesterday's Tears
All The Moments of Love.


A Poeatreeman

Edgar Allan Prieto
October 24,1978
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto   

Saturday, February 12, 2011

A ROSE



A Rose


A Symbol of a Rose
The flower of our love.

A thorn to pierce
the strongest heart.


A petal  to feel 
your velvet  walls

A stem
to see it all together.


A Rose
to see
the heart it holds

A flower to see
it bloom forever.


A Rose
that takes
my breath away

A scent that draws
me into her.


A fragrance
of sweet delight.


A Rose
that finds me
in her spell

A Rose
I'll hold for life..


A Poeatreeman 
              
A Flower
for the Heart.


A flower faced
with life

Will surely feel. 
The petals fall.


A flower faced
with heart

Will surely
feel it all.


A flower
faced
with tenderness

Will never
feel the cold.


A flower
faced with care

Will still have
thorns to bare.


A flower
will always
blossom

When love
is nurtured
by care.


A flower
fed on tears

will nourish,
The Rose
for years..



The dew
on its petals

Are the
teardrops.


Raining
on love.


reflecting
the feelings

Shown to love.

The freshness.

Will
stay as long
as loved.


A Rose
will never
be old

For love
is young..


It is in
our memories

That
reminds us.


A flame
is forever young.


Remember!

The first sparks
It burned
within you.


Fervent
as
the morning sun.


Moistened
by the dew

Resting
on its petals.


It quenched,

It’s thirst
for you.


The
nectar
of sweet love.


Longing
to draw you in.


Touching
you forever.


For you let it in.

Edgar Allan Prieto
6/26/2007
-------------------------------------
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

A POET’S NOTE


One shares
many things

Still
many things
are not felt..


One
share’s  love,


many
things
are touched.


A Poeatreeman
8/27/93

Copyright ©200 Edgar Allan Prieto

WHAT IS LOVE ?



WHAT IS LOVE?


What is love?
The gift to give

What is sorrow?
The loss of it

What is heart?
The treasures of love

What is care?
The way to find love

What is pain?
The hurt tearing at heart

What is God?
The heart of all

What is feelings?
the sense of caring

What is tears?
The cost of love

What is love?
A life of caring

What is caring?
A life long love.

A Poeatreeman

One tear, one care, one love
Can bring me all the pain
One heart to put it all in
One feeling to feel it all
One God who gave us all.


Edgar Allan Prieto
12/11/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

IS NOT LOVE



IS NOT LOVE?


Is not love
a child?

It toys
with my heart


Is not love
a puppy?

It plays
around inside


Is not love
a child?

It is
as innocent
as a doe


Is not love
happy?

Its smile
goes through
your heart


Is not love
caring

When
no one
else does?


Is not love
sharing

When
you feel it
all inside?


Is not love
pouring

When
it washes
through
your heart?


Is not love
grand

When
it takes you
to the stars?


Is not love
beautiful

When
I feel
the smile
from God?


Is not love
loving

When
it takes me
to its heart?


A THOUGHT!

If there
is no one there
to hold you

Just reach
for God instead


If there
is no one there
to care for you

Care
for God instead


If there
is no one there
to take your heart

Give it to all
who don't have love.


Dedicated to Leo
One love sick puppy
milk bones won't do


Your Friend a  Poeatreeman

The only pain
I cannot feel

Is that pain
that has no love


The only hurt
that really hurts

Is the feelings
I let go


Edgar Allan Prieto
7/27/93
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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I BELIEVE FAITH WILL BE OUR GRACE


I BELIEVE GOD WILL SET US FREE


I BELIEVE HEAVEN IS FOR YOU AND ME.


I BELIEVE ALL OF US WILL SEE OUR DREAMS.


POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
2/12/2011







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LOVE BLOSSOMS



LOVE BLOSSOMS


May
the Flowers
of Our Love

Be
as Bright
as the Daisy



Have
the Fragrance
of the Rose


May
it Be
as Soft
as the Petals

as Gentle
as the Rain



as Warm
as the Sun

When
it Falls upon
Our Love



May
it Be
as Lovely
as the Violets

as Deep
as the Blue Sea



To
Never Know
an Ending

In
this Love
We Seed



May
it Always
Be in Blossom

Forever
and a Day



as Tear
Drops Fall

It
Will Rain
on Our Bouquet



To
Bring
Forth Life

Like
a Flower
Opening up



Be as Sweet
as the Honeysuckle

When
it Touches
upon Our Lips



To
Taste
the Sweet Nectar

of Your Kiss .


A Poeatreeman

One Shower
From
The Heart

Will
Pour
Love Through



One
Care
From You
Will Help
Love Grow



One’s
Love
Will Blossom
Through



One
Bouquet
FROM
Both of You.




Edgar Allan Prieto
November 10,1978
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto          

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

COURT PLAY



COURT PLAY


Love Games Took Me all the way
I had no faults in games I played
The Net caught Me and Let Me Win
The Court was Mine To Lose or Win
I stayed in and served well
I Took Love to Match and Win
I Ace Love to make a Point
I Matched its Game and I was in

A Poeatreeman
This Court sometimes is not always Clay
I cannot shape it the way I want
I must Play and Try My Best
I must squeeze out all To Win The Test

Dedication
To All The Love Ever Played
To All The Matches Won By Love
To All The Love Served Both Ways
To You I Say Court Your Love
Keep Your Heart In All Your Play
Love Will Serve You All The Days

A Poet's Note
It Took Love To Win The Set
I Served it out and Matched its Play
Love Took Me All The Way
Now I have a better hand
Not always will it be so well
Yet Love is always a hand
It's how I face the Court to Play
It's Love I Served That Helps My Aim

Edgar Allan Prieto
1/21/98
Copyright ©2006 Edgar Allan Prieto

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Audio - poeatreeman's Xanga Site MY CHAINS ARE GONE




GOD HAS SET ME FREE


I Could not
Stand in Front


I Could not
Sit where
I Wanted


I Had To Go
To The Back
and Weep


I was Held
Down by
Indifference


Pushed
back by Race


I Could
not move
to The Front


For
I was
Blocked
by Hatred


God
moved me
Ahead

Gave
me a Seat


I Rode
in His Chariot


Did
not Weep


I was
Happy to see


His
Golden Seat


I am here
for Eternity


With
Love as
my Guide


I am Free!

For
God is
at my Side.


A Tribute
To Rosa Parks


A Poeatreeman

Man may
have me
Ride the Bus


Yet
Life will Tell me
where and when


God
will show me
where
I must go


He drives
The Bus
would not
you know


He
drove
To Heaven


I was
in the
Front Seat


He
Placed me
There
For it was
His Seat.



Edgar Allan Prieto
10/31/2005
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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MY CHAINS ARE GONE

A WISE OLD BIRD | POEATREEMAN on Xanga



A WISE OLD BIRD


You did not get Wise
Because you are Older
You got Older
because you're Wise

We all exist

A Wise Old Owl
is not in a tree
Not if He is Wise
to what He sees

He may
Hoot and Holler
If He is Wise
He would be Quiet

Take  what is in the View

Know
When and not  to Speak
Know
Who Perches Beside you

It is one Thing
To Get Under  your Feathers
Another Thing to Lose Them

If I am Wise
to What is There
I will Keep what I Have
And Grow with Life

Maybe one day

I will be
a Wise Old Bird

If I do not Ask
too much
Only Expect to Glide
For it is Not
Easy Being Here

Through Wisdom
I Can Learn
I am better
For I have a Chance
to Grow my Feathers

Hoot and Holler  if I Want
What Bird am I
That is Wise Enough?

I am Still in a Puzzle

Trying

To Find where I am
Supposed to Be

A Wise Old Owl
Once said to Me

Learn your ABCs

Then Start with Wisdom
to See What is Me.

A Poeatreeman

Know Truth and Wisdom will Follow
Dedicated to The Learning of Humanity


Edgar Allan Prieto
2/3/92
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Monday, February 7, 2011

BEAUTIFUL LOVE POEMS | POEATREEMAN on Xanga

BEAUTIFUL LOVE POEMS | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





A Garden of Love


Love Flowers,
through all Seasons

Spring, Summer,
Fall, and Winter

Pain, Sorrow,
Care, and Tears

It Blossoms always 
when
Love is there


Today,

Hold
all the Garden Tools


The Days of Childhood
The Days of Youth
The Days of Adulthood
The Days, when there are few
The Days of Yesteryears

When
Love was born anew.


They were
all in The Garden

When
Love came through

I’ve, taken  my cares
And placed those

Where?

In each Heart I found
I planted Love
That I  would  have    

A  Flower Growing.

My Garden,
is the World to me.


I will, till it to eternity
Care for it  until it blooms.

A Thought!
Care
will till the feelings
Tears
will feed the Heart
Sorrow
will wilt the soul
Love
will make it grow
Heart
will hold the ground
God
will bless you
When
you bring, him in to shine.


Dedicated to The World

A Poeatreeman

The World
is My Garden.


Care must be given
To all who are here.

Each
Flower has its place

I
cannot pick one

Without
the others too.


For
there are no Bouquets

When
Love is not for all

The Beauty of The Flowers

Are 
The Colors of all Mankind.


Edgar Allan Prieto
7/31/95
-----------------------------------------------
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Poetry: is The Soul of Life
For it cries out
When Words are Spoken
11/8/88

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

PEPE LE PEW LOVE.av - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga





LOVE**SPRINGS**IN**THE**AIR**
NO**MATTER**THE** TIME**
FOR**LOVE**IS**THE**SEASON** THAT**CHANGES**US**ALL.** 
CUPIDS PLAYING TENNIS****
CUPIDS NO ANGEL**** 
CUPIDS ****
IS NOT LOVE****
DEDICATED**TO**SHIRLEY**MADISON.**

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CUPID'S PLAYING TENNIS

 

 

 

CUPID'S PLAYING TENNIS


What a Racket
He's Stringing now!

Is He trying
to Shoot Arrows from it

Or Hit Love
to Make a Point?

A Game of Love
He tries to Win

Is He trying
to Volley with a Heart

Take Aim
at Serving Love?

Who Will Match
The Game of Love?

A Cupid
with Forty Love

Match and Win
was Cupid's Aim

He Aced The Heart
and Hit Love

What a Racket
in Cupid's Hand

He's Serving Love
Each Time He Aims

He's winning Hearts
with His Game.

Dedicated To Cupid

For Love is The Aim
Valentine
is just not one day
it is Each Heart ,
Serving Love Every Day.

To All Happy Valentine's

Love is Served Both Ways,
So give it Your Best Shot

To keep it in The Game.

A Poeatreeman

Court play can be hard,
So keep your Heart in it

Then you will know,
Who is serving Love

Care will give you a better hand,
To Serve Love Always.
A Poet's Note

A Foot Fault!
When Cupid hits His toe

His Heart was still in it,
He needs a better Aim

So Watch Cupid!,
He May Hit You with His Serve

Love Will Help You With Your Aim,
If You Keep it in The Game..

Edgar Allan Prieto
2/6/98
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto