Saturday, April 30, 2011

LIGHTNING THROUGH THE NIGHT | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





LIGHTNING THROUGH THE NIGHT

               
Dear Jesus
I know you can protect us all

I know not if its meant to be

In this time of fright

Where storms are lightning
through the night

Please take your hand
and shield my fate

For scared am I
of nature's wake

Thunder and cracking of ever roar

Makes my heart pound with the storm

These times I think you're mad at me

Oh yes!
I hear your voice with might

Shaking in my soul with fright

Praying you'll hear my plea

Praying you won't take me

Praying you'll see me through

In this time of dreadful flights

Where storms are lightning
through the night

Take your hand
and guide me through

Even when it's shining too.

Dedicated to Claudia

A Poeatreeman

Edgar Allan Prieto
July 27,1986   
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto





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Thursday, April 28, 2011

EARTH DAY REMEMBER ME I AM YOUR HOME






TO**ME**IT**IS**AN**ANTHEM**


FOR**THE**ENVIRONMENT.****


A**WAKE**UP**CALL.****


THE SOUL OF EARTH**** ENVIRONMENT****


THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN**** BREATHLESS****


HOW PRECIOUS**** THE FALLING LEAVES****


SLUDGE HAMMER****GREENPEACE**** 


WHEN**IT**STOPS*BEATING**** WE**WILL**BE**GONE**** TAKE**CARE**OF**ITS**HEART****
FOR**IT**IS**YOURS**TOO**** 

Remember me. I AM YOUR HOME


MOTHER EARTH

IF YOU

CARE FOR YOURSELF

TAKE CARE

OF ME ALWAYS.

FOR I AM

YOUR HOME

THE GARDEN

YOU LIVE IN.

THE MOTHER

WHO FEEDS YOU.

WHO TAKES

 CARE OF US ALL..

A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
2/24/2010
COPYRIGHT@2010 EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO

The Earth is crying.flv




HOW PRECIOUS ?


How Precious
is Rain
To Nature’s Life ?
   
How Precious
is Tears
To Love ?

How Precious
is God’s Love
To us ?
       
How Precious
is Our World
He has given us ?

How Precious
are we
To see oneself ?

Than

How Precious
is Mother Nature
When She
is asking
For our help ?

Does She
Have to cry in Pain
For anyone
To hear the Rain ?

A Poeatreeman

Dedicated To

Mother Nature
For She
is holding
All of us
Feeding
Our every Nature.

Poet's Note

I Pray
it is not Tears
Who are Falling.

For Sorrow
Needs the Rain.

Edgar Allan Prieto
4/16/2009
Copyright ©2009 Edgar Allan Prieto

Michael Jackson - Earth Song

 

IN**MEMORY**OF**MICHAEL**JACKSON**** HE**GAVE**US**A**THRILL**** NOW*HE**IS**IN*GOD'S**HAND**** WHO**CAN**GIVE**HIM**A**THRILL**** LET**OUR**HOME**NOT**DIE**** OR**WE**WILL**BE**AS**HE**** DUST**IN**THE**WIND****  
**Reminder** of **
Why **We **Celebrate **Earth** Day.****
SLUDGE HAMMER**** 




SLUDGE HAMMER


Will the Residents
of Geneva. Ga

Be Hammered
by the Sludge?

Who will be left
To Plan ahead

Only the Plant

Who will raise 
The Dead.


For Toxins

Will turn from
Green to Red

Insuring
the Land

Will be
Hazardous Waste

Promoting
the Land

To be Safe
from the Waste

Insuring
the Residents

No Insurance
you will need

Opening
the Market

For low cost
Waste

Making
the Houses

Part of the
Waste


Insuring
the Residents

What Insurance
will do

Taking
Their Policies

To Insure
not you

Paying my
Taxes

Will the Waste
Tax  me Too?

Higher or Lower

Will my Home
be Safe from you?

Remember
Love Canal

what Flowed
Through

Toxins
and Waste

God  knows
Who

Remember
when it was Green

now I am Blue

Who is going
to Recycle me

I am
Environmentally
Unsafe

Oh God!
What a Waste?

A POEATREEMAN
From A Play of Words

Dedicated To
The Residents of Geneva, Ga.

IF I  DRAW  BLOOD;
WILL  IT  BE  A  WASTE?

Edgar Allan Prieto
4/30/2006
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Japan's Nuclear Crisis Is "Completely Out Of Control!"
THE COUNTDOWN HAS BEGUN.

HOW LONG
WILL IT TAKE US TO LEARN

IT IS OUR WORLD

WE CANNOT
LEAVE IT TO THE NEXT

IF WE OURSELVES,
CANNOT LIVE IN IT TODAY.


A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
8/4/2008
Copyright ©2008 Edgar Allan Prieto




NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC YANNI TRIBUTE.

TO ME IT IS A TRIBUTE
TO GOD'S CREATION.

HOW BEAUTIFUL IT IS,

HOW I WISH IT WOULD STAY,
AS HE MADE IT TO BE


IT TOOK HIM SIX DAYS TO CREATE

HOW MANY DAYS FOR MAN
TO DESTROY. ?

A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
8/4/2008
Copyright ©2008 Edgar Allan Prieto
 STEWARDSHIP
WE ARE THE KEEPER OF THE FOREST
YET THE FOREST KEEPS US.


BREATHLESS

                     
Oh What Beauty
Nature Adores

God Has Given
Her the More

To Span the Land
Give it Birth

God Has Blessed,
This Fervent Earth....

A Poeatreeman

Edgar Allan Prieto
10/14/77
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


A beautiful planet.flv

 

 

 

 

EARTH

IN** PLAIN** SIGHT**** 
GOD**DOES**NOT**
WEAR**GLASSES** HE**HAS**HIS**HEART**
TO**LOOK**THROUGH** 
MAN MUST SHARE
GOD'S VIEW
THAN HE WILL TRULY SEE
THE BEAUTY OF HIS HOME
HEAVENLY IT CAN BE. 

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/29/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011



HUMANITY




INDIFFERENCE

ITS HARD TO SHARE

THE ROAD       

WHEN WE WALK ALONE.


SO LET US SHARE

OUR DIFFERENCE.

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/28/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

DECEPTION




DECEPTION

IF I SPLIT

THE TRUTH

WILL THERE

BE A LIE

ONLY

IF I USE IT

TO TELL

ANOTHER LIE ?

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/28/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

Monday, April 25, 2011

MEDWYN GOODALL - Dolphin Companion - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga









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GOD’S WAKE UP CALL

God’s Tears
Filled the Oceans

Mankind’s Sorrows
Will Empty the Oceans

What will we do then ?

We Cannot go back

We must Change
To go Forward.

A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/27/2009
Copyright ©2009 Edgar Allan Prieto




GOD'S LIFESAVERS OF THE SEAS

Friday, April 22, 2011

Amazing grace (with Lyrics) - By Nora - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga

Passion of Christ Hindi - (Khoon Chala Song) - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga





TRUTH
IS NOT UGLY

IT IS
WHAT MAN

HAS DONE
TO THE TRUTH.

A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/13/2009
Copyright @2009 Edgar Allan Prieto


WE USE

THE EXPRESSION

NAIL HIM

TO THE WALL

WHAT IS

THE TRUTH

WE NAILED HIM

TO THE CROSS.

A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/13/2009
Copyright @2009 Edgar Allan Prieto
 

I**HAVE**NOT**WORDS** THAT**CAN**MAKE**IT**SOFTER FOR**TRUTH**IS**HARDEST**YET.**** A**GIFT**OF**LOVE**FOR**MAN**
STRIKE OUT**** LET NOT**** OPEN****************MANKIND SORROWS**** 
WHAT ONE NEEDS****************  





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Thursday, April 21, 2011

HAPPY EASTER YO ALL










AN EASTER TALE





Love
does not
always
hop





When
it does
hop to it





What
am I
a bunny?





Just love
hopping
to you





The last time
I looked





I did not
have a tail





Then
why
am I

hopping
around?





Love's
got me
by the hare





I never
know
when

love
will come





When
it does
I'll take

it all





Love
will
carry me

through
tomorrow





Beyond
eternity
to the
first day





What
am I to do





If
someone tries
to
pull my leg?





A lucky foot
they won't get





A HEART OF
LOVE IS WHAT I HAVE..





They won't
find it in

any basket





You'll find it
when love

comes to you..





A THOUGHT!




Don't
stay
in your shell





If
you want
the hare

to win





Don't
race to love





It
will
come
when

you care





Don't
wait
for
tomorrow





Love
is here
today





Don't
cry
tomorrow





You have
the rest
of
the day.





DEDICATED TO REBECCA




A Poeatreeman




I am not
here
for
Easter,





all the days
you care





I
won't be
in a basket





My
nest egg
is in

my Heart





If
you
find
the

Golden one





You'll
have
a Heart

that truly
cares.





Edgar Allan Prieto


4/2/96


Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

THE PASSION OF CHRIST | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





A PATH OF LIFE


His
road
is laden with thorns

Still
He
walked upon it

Knowing
the pain it holds.


His
path was not
paved with gold

Still
He
is a prince I am told

He
wore only sandals

To
walk the long, long
road home.


His
burdens were many

For
He
carried our Souls

He
cares for each one

Our sorrows in tow.

He
lifted our spirits

When
He
sacrificed all

He
gave us salvation

To make us all whole
He
Suffered the Cross

Paid our tolls.

Heaven is opened,
For each to behold.


Remember
it is once

Don’t
take the other road

You will find it Ends
When
you burn up the road.


Dedicated to all

I hope you’re in line
Heaven’s there
For you to snare

Throw in your line
You’ll soon be there

Take your conscience
It will help
when
you ask for a prayer.


Fisher of men,
God coined the line

I
hope you catch
The catch of all time

A
place in Heaven
For you to find.


Remember
the Good Thief

He
caught Faith in time

He
put His Heart out

God
pulled in the line.


A Poeatreeman

What
path
would God take?

Rightly and Truly
it
is hard
on your consciences

When
He is not with you.


Edgar Allan Prieto
6/12/2007
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto





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Monday, April 18, 2011

Welcome Back Kotter Montage - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga





Comments (2)

  • DAKOTAMAIDEN
    BOY, DOES THIS EVER BRING BACK SOME MEMORIES
  • JoyousOne23
    This was one of my favorites back when we had some really good comedy sitcoms.  The premise was funny but also made you wish we had more teachers in our school system like Kotter - that really took an interest and concern for our young people and their growth into adulthood.
    This statement was on Wikipedia about the show and Kotter - "Recognizing that he is his students' last chance to learn enough to
    survive beyond school, he soon befriends them while they learn to
    recognize and appreciate his commitment and faith in their potential. "
    With our school systems failing our kids' potentials by lowering the standards and cutting back on potentially great teachers, this is a hope for our nation to wake up and get back to the basics of teaching our young people to become our future.




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Sunday, April 10, 2011

WHO GIVES A HOOT




WHO GIVES A HOOT?


A wise old bird
who gave no hoot


Owl
would you do it?


I would
give a hoot,


To show
I cared


I would
go out on a limb,


To let
you know
I am there.


I
may
get ruffled,


if
I don't try


I will
never know
what
it is to fly.


Unless
I take
the steps
to do it.


Life
is there
not just
to view it.


It is up
to me
to share
in its
wonders.


It is up
to me
to care
for it all.


Give a hoot, 
if
I am ever
to feel it


Give
heart and love,


life
will come
through it.


Don't
flutter
around ,


Unless
you're on
a training mission.


Hoot
and holler
if you care.


It starts
your engine
to get you there.


I am
not a bird
nor a plane


Why
am I taking
off this way?


I
am on a runway,


It's my heart
that is flying about.


I better
hold on
until the end.


I
must have care,


If
I am ever
to come
through it.


A THOUGHT!

I have heart, 
that can
endear the worst.


I have love, 
that will
take the fall.


I have care, 
for pain
is not alone.


I have God, 
to help me
through it all...;


Dedicated To Jennifer

A Poeatreeman

Love
is nesting
in my heart.


Born
from feelings, 
when tears
fell out.


I lost not love,
but gained caring.


For
my love grew out.


Now
I am there,
to share with all.


holding
it once more.


For
caring brought it out.


Now
love will be once more.


Tears
won't be without..


Edgar Allan Prieto
2/19/94
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Saturday, April 9, 2011

IS THERE REALLY A HUMAN RACE ?


HUMAN RACE

WHEN YOU STOP
HATING.

THE COLOR
WILL CHANGE.

I SLIPPED
INTO NIGHT.

AND WOKE
WITH A CHANGE.

POEATREEMAN

THERE ARE MANY COLORS
THOUGH OUR SMILES
WEAR THE SAME.
 
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
4/9/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

THE MEASURE OF A MAN SUNG BY ELTON JOHN

  • THE MEASURE OF A MAN SUNG BY ELTON JOHN





    YouTube - ELTON JOHN - THE MEASURE OF A MAN (ROCKY V)



    WHEN THE TRUMPETS BLOW STRONG

    I hear
    The echoes of a call
    That once was loud
    Now seems gone
    Calling back
    To be
    Remembered.

    Dare
    I wake them up at all
    Or should I keep them
    Where they are
    In
    The Triumphs of the past
    Where they're held
    In Fond Remembrance?

    Dare
    I beckon to the call
    Of The Trumpets
    Blowing strongly
    Calling back
    For me to answer
    Or can
    I Reach where I was
    Then
    On top of it all?

    Or will
    I Fail and Lose it all
    With
    The Triumphs of before
    Or be Remembered
    For my Feats
    Because
    I Could not
    Face Defeat?

    What purpose
    Do I serve?

    In this Quest
    For going on
    To Come back
    Once more
    To Hear
    The Trumpets
    Blowing?

    Will I
    Serve it or myself?

    For Do
    I have
    The Strength
    I need
    To overcome
    All I must
    Knowing
    I Could Fail?

    Most of all
    To myself

    Do
    I have
    The will in me
    if
    I answer
    Yes,
    Is it all
    I need?

    For what is it
    That I want
    To Prove myself
    To Whom or What?

    Written for And Dedicated to
    Sugar Ray Leonard

    Edgar Allan Prieto
    Dec 15,1983

    A Poeatreeman

    The Greatness of Oneself
    Is to Triumph over Evil
    For Goodness is the Fight
    You must Win
    The Rounds are not Ten
    It is Minutes to the End.


    A Poet’ Note

    THE CROWN
    Oh how I would love
    To recover the crown
    It’s hard to regain
    When
    life is wearing it now.
    From A Play of Words
    A Poeatreeman
    6/26/2007

    Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Friday, April 8, 2011

PASSPORT TO FREEDOM





FREEDOM

IS A FUNNY ANIMAL

IT ONLY WALKS

TO THE BORDER

IT NEEDS

A LICENSE

TO CROSS OVER.



DEDICATED TO ALL
WHO SEARCHED
FOR FREEDOM.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

THE COBRA NAME SHOULD BE " HISS " CERTAINLY NOT A KISS

 A KISS GOODBYE, A DEADLY STRIKE
ONE YOU WON'T RECOVERY OVER NIGHT.
SHE THROWS A HISS AND NOT A KISS. 
SHE LEFT YOU WITH A LIFELESS LIFE.
 
 
 

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Momentos de paz2.av - Videos - POEATREEMAN on Xanga



PEACE**BE**WITH**YOU** FOR**THE**DAYS**ARE**LONG** HOLD**ON**I**WILL**BE**WITH**YOU**
KNOW I AM**TIRED SOUL****A POET'S TEARS****
MY COMPANION**** I AM THERE****




A POETS TEARS


God
is my companion


Loneliness
is my company


Sorrow
is my tears


Care
is my heart


Hope
is my way
to dream


Time
is my hour,
all came to me


Soul
is my being,
looking to see


Darkness
is pity
trying
to cover me


God
was there
to let me know


I am here
to write these words


Knowing
I am loved by He.


A Poeatreeman

My tears wrote this
love was the ink
God was my strength,
holding me,
when I was not.

Edgar Allan Prieto
4/26/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto 

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