Wednesday, November 30, 2011

CHRISTMAS IN MY HEART - DEDICATED TO THE TROOPS | POEATREEMAN on Xanga






From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 28, 2011  | 
 
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UNDER THE TREE

Under The Tree
Is not once a year,
It is all through Life.

The Presents are there,
Not all will be opened

Each Day is a Gift ,
For Me to open

What I find in it,
Is the Best I put in it

For as I am unwrapping it,
I am tying the bow

The Gift I am giving,
I am making it more

I am putting My Heart in it,
So I can give more

Each Day is a Present,
I can give too

Love is My Best One,
I can give to You

Do not wait for Christmas,
To give it too

Share it Each Day,
You will have it too

No Presents to unwrap,
When Love is Open

Under The Tree,
Let Us Look To Find Peace

Under The Heavens

Let Us Look To God
To Start The Day

For No Greater Gift
Can I Give Humanity

Than To Give Love
Each Day

Keep The Heart Open
Understanding Can Be

Forge With God
That No Sword Will Be Used

Peace Will Come
When Man Loses Hatred

Hope and Love
are The Best I Can Give Today

I Added A Prayer
That We would Find Our Way

God Willing!
We Will See The Day.


Dedicated To The World

For Each Heart
is One Light On The Tree

A Poeatreeman

A Poet's Note

When You Hang Your Heart Out

Remember The Tears

They Are The Snowflakes
Falling For Years

They Will Blanket Love
To Cheer The Heart

Remember To Care
You Will Light Up
Wishing For Peace
The Light Will Stay On

Hoping The World
Will Get Along

Asking God
Will Help Us All

I Pray The Hour
Will Not Be Long..

Edgar Allan Prieto
12/5/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Monday, November 28, 2011

A Christmas Carol (1984) part 7 - YouTube.flv | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 28, 2011  | 0 views
 
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AN HOUR BEFORE

It was an Hour before Christmas

When death came to my door

It was an Hour of life

That I live life long

It was an Hour of reflection

That showed me what I've been

It was an Hour of sorrow

For I've seen all I did

It was an Hour of repentance

For I had an Hour to live

It was an Hour of redemption

For I pray to God to forgive

It was an Hour of my Life

No longer could I live

It was an Hour when I was Born

That death brought me to Heaven

It was an hour




When I passed beyond the door

Eternity is open now, what do I do?

Follow that Spirit who said I am you

Now !
Where am I going?
Only where I was before.

A Poeatreeman

One Hour to make the most of Life
One Hour to mark a place in Heaven

Dedicated to Rose Prieto
Mark the Time
For it is not Long..

Edgar Allan Prieto
12/24/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Friday, November 25, 2011

The Thread of Life - YouTube.flv | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 23, 2011  | 
 
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A THREAD OF LIFE

YOU ARE ONE YARN
ONE PART OF NATURE

WOVEN
BY GOD'S LOVE

WHEN YOUR LIFE
IS FINISHED

A TAPESTRY
OF LOVE SHOULD SHOW.

A GOLDEN YARN
TO TELL THE STORY
OF YOUR LIFE.

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/23/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

MAN

Man Shapes Himself
Life Shapes Man

Man Makes The Mold
Earth Holds The Clay

Man Has its Dreams
Reality Has its View

Man Walks His Path
Life Breaks its Way

Man Has its Hour
Time Holds The Hour

Man Has its Power
Power Controls Man

Man Has its Destiny
Fate Takes its Hand

Man Has its Choice
Loses over Will

Man Has its Chance
Wills it all Away

Man Has
What is There at all?

God Has
Everything Comes To Fall.

Dedicated to Youngee

A Poeatreeman

If I am Man
My Sum is What?

If I am Knowledge
My Sum is Plus.

Edgar Allan Prieto
7/4/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

ONE MAN

I am a man of many ages

Love started with one

I am a man of many times

Each time I see the ages

I am a man of many dreams

I hope to see the world at peace

I am a man of many feelings

I feel the pain of all its beings

I am a man of many tears

They come to show me I am here

I am a man of many sorrows

I carry all the hopes that died

I am a man with one heart

The world has it all

I am a man of one faith

I see it all in God...

A Poeatreeman

One man with a heart

has saved the world

One Faith can save it all.

Dedicated to Misty

Edgar Allan Prieto
10/29/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Thursday, November 24, 2011

HAPPY THANKSGIVING OH I GUESS I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE








HUMOR

I HOPE YOU HAVE A LEG UP

NOT DRUMMED OUT

CAN'T KEEP A BREAST

WHEN YOU ARE ALL LEFT OUT.

OH I GUESS

THE TURKEY GOT AWAY

NEXT TIME

INVITE HIM TO STAY.

POEATREEMAN
11/24/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011


 


I LOST MY HEAD

                       
When Thanksgiving ,
Rolls Around

I Always Seem,
To Lose, my Head

No Matter ,
What I Try,
To Do

I only Hope,
I will Keep,
My Head

No Matter,
What They Try,
To Do

Keeping me,
From Their,
Destined Plans

To Put me In,
A Roasting Pan

Stuff me,
With Everything

To Make me Feel,
Like Some Turkey

After all,
Of That

They only Want
To Give me the Ax...

Dedicated To
All The Turkeys
Happy Thanksgiving

A Poeatreeman

Edgar Allan Prieto
November 22,1978
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto   

One of the best inspirational videos ever - Susan Boyle - Britains Got Talent 2009 - YouTube.flv:




From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 22, 2011  | 
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HER DREAMS GO ON
TO THOSE WHO DOUBT
WHAT HOPE CAN DO
DREAMS WILL MOVE
FAITH TO YOU
GOD WAS MOVED
FOR HER FAITH WAS TRUE
HER DREAMS SHINING
FOR A STAR SHOWN THROUGH.

POEATREEMAN

EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/22/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011



I DREAMED A DREAM

If Hope

Was Dwindling

She Revised it

In all of us.




For Heaven

Smiled on all




The Moment

We Believed.



When She sang

Her Heart's Dream

A Sweet Melody

FILLED us all.


Hope at Last

Has come to Dream

It's there

For all who Believed.

Dare not

Nothing will be.


DARE

AND IT CAN BE.

Dedicated To
Susan Boyle

A Poeatreeman

My Tears

Have Fallen

Yet my Heart

Was Lifted

To the Sky

No Words

Can Touch

The Joy I Feel

For Her Spirit

Soared

My Heart to God.

Edgar Allan Prieto
5/3/2009
Copyright @2009 Edgar Allan Prieto



A BLOOMING IDIOT

Do Not Throw
Dirt On Me Yet

I Am Not Ready
To Cover Up

Cultivate Me

I Will Grow.



One Blooming
Idiot
Will Show.


Hybrids!

Who
Think
They're
The Best.




One Flower
Not Quite
All There.



Do Not Uproot

For You Think

I Should
Not Be There.



We Are All
In The Soil

You May
Be Next.



All Flowers!

Should Grow
To Their Best.




What Flower
Is Better

Than
The Rest?



Hybrids!

Who
Think
They're
The Best.




How Do
I Contain Them

When The Pot
Is Too Small?


I Let Them Grow
Outside Of It All.


Who Is
The Idiot




Who Has
Grown So Big?

They Can't
Keep Themselves

From Blowing
Their Lid....

A Poeatreeman
From A Play of Words

Dedicated To Susan Boyle

Her Hopes Cried out
and Sang Their Dreams
It filled the House
with Tears of Joy
Those who doubted
Where are they now?
Singing a Tune
To an empty House.


A POET'S NOTE
Let her heart be the mountain
Let her words be yours
Let her sound be a roar
Let her heart be yours
Let her soul find peace
Let her life be filled with joy.


Edgar Allan Prieto
10/2/2000
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

YANNI NIGHTINGALE | POEATREEMAN on Xanga



YANNI NIGHTINGALE

GOD'S SLIDE SHOW
EACH DAYS VIEW IS PART OF HEAVEN


EACH DAYS KINDNESS WILL TAKE YOU THERE

EACH DAYS CARE WILL FLOWER LOVE

EACH DAYS SORROW WILL COUNT WITH GOD

EACH DAYS YOU FOLLOW HIM

YOU ARE PART OF HEAVEN.






EACH DAYS YOU ARE ONE WITH HIM
WHEN YOU SHARE YOUR HEART WITH ALL.




POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/23/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011




GOD’S PICTURE SHOW


The Sun
Rises,
The Light
Shines on.


The Day
Begins,
A New
Day is Born.


Starting
The Show
You
are The Dawn.


Playing The Part
You are
The First Born.


Given Time,
Darkness
will be Born.


Bringing Rest
To The Light.


God
Has Chosen,
To
Sleep This Night.


Man was
Awakened,
To See
His First Light.


God Has
Given,
The Picture
of its Life.


It’s up
To Man,
To Develop
it Right.


Dedicated To God

A Poeatreeman

God’s
Slide Show


Each Day’s
Frame
Will
Frame itself.


Each Day's
Development
Will Show
Your Life.


Each Dark
Frame,
Will not
See The Light.


Each Day’s
Slide,
Will be
Wrong or Right.


Edgar Allan Prieto
10/21/2005
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


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Monday, November 21, 2011

KITARO - Wonderful World - Maravilhoso mundo - HD - YouTube.flv






Uploaded by POEATREEMAN on Nov 21, 2011


GOD IS SANTA CLAUS


He gave us
the most precious
of gift;
Life


Our gift;
To Love Him


He gave us time
to find Him


Knowledge to learn
the wisdom of Him


He gave us hope
to fill our dreams


Truth
to see the light


He gave to us
our humanness


Lit our Heart
so we would
know love


Most of all


He placed Heaven
at our door


We must go
through life,
To find the
right door


Take what life
has to offer
For the end
is not far away...

IT MAY BE HERE TODAY..


A Poeatreeman


A Gift is given
has its reward


Kindness
is a Present
given to Care


You'll find it treats
your fellow man


Helps to open
the door to Heaven


Humanity
will last
as long as it Cares


Christmas comes
each time you Share


Christmas comes
not once a year


each time


You open
your Heart to Heaven.


Edgar Allan Prieto
12/3/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

THE GOOD SAMARITAN

THE GIFTS YOU FIND IN LIFE
ARE THE PRESENTS
YOU SHOULD SHARE EACH DAY

LOVE IS BY THE WAY                      
CARE WILL PICK IT UP TODAY


HOPES ARE YOUR WISHES
YOU DREAM EACH DAY

GOD IS WITH YOU ALWAYS
TO WATCH THE WAY

THANK HIM FOR HIS GIFTS
THEY ARE
HERE EACH DAY

THE SUN RISES
GOD WILL SHINE THE WAY.

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/21/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Beautiful World - Melody of Nature - YouTube

video



HOW WONDERFUL

                        
How Wonderful
it would be

If we
Would
Show
how much we Care

How
we can be Human


How Wonderful
it Would be

To
See us Treat
our Fellow Man

As
One of us
Not Inhuman


How Wonderful
it Would be

To Travel to Earth
Find
out we are all Human


How Wonderful
it Would be

If
we Could Extend

Our Hand in Friendship
Not Strike
it against Mankind


How Wonderful
it Would be

If
we had no Wars to Win


How Wonderful
it Would be

If
we Could Help
each Others Land

make
this World a Better Place


How Wonderful
it Would be

If
I Could do all These things


How Wonderful
it Would be

If
we
Could all be Mortal Friends


How Wonderful
is my Dream.?


Dedicated To
the Hope of Mankind


Tribute To
Louis Armstrong-Satchmo.

A Poeatreeman

Oh How I Wish it Would be.
Though I wear my Glasses
I Cannot hide what I see.
 

Edgar Allan Prieto
April 10, 1979
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Owl City - In Christ Alone - WITH LYRICS!







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

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

this is real friendship - YouTube.flv | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 15, 2011  | 
 
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HEART

My words are gold
Heart too heavy to hold

My truth is light
brighter than the brightest light

My friendship is life
longer than the end of time

My humanity is for the world
I serve God
Who gave it all to us to share

My mistakes are as great as sin
I am human in all I do

My strength will be all I can bear
I am weighed down by all my cares

My hopes are for all the world
To have peace and give it too

My prayers are only one
With God at my side
one prayer will do.

A Poeatreeman

One world is all I need,
One care carries all the world
One God who holds us all,
One friend is you.

Written ,Dedicated to His Highness
Prince Abdvllah Mohammed Bin Saud Alkbeir

Edgar Allan Prieto
2/17/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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Monday, November 14, 2011

ANIMAL LOVE | POEATREEMAN on Xanga


   

TALK TO THE ANIMALS

YOU MAY HEAR
YOUR OWN WORDS.

LISTEN
TO GOD’S CREATURES.

THEY WILL SHARE
WHAT THEY KNOW.

CARE
FOR EACH OTHER

WE ARE ANIMALS
YOU KNOW.

GOD PLACES US
ON ONE DOORSTEP.

WE ARE
ALL HERE TO GROW.

IF THE ANIMALS
WOULD TALK.

WHAT WOULD
THEY TELL US.

BE KIND
TO US ALL.

GOD
GAVE YOU LOVE.

IS IT
NOT FOR ALL?

POEATREEMAN

HUMOR NOTE

DO WE HAVE TO
DRESS UP
LIKE PENGUINS
GOD SAID
THERE WAS A PARTY
WE GOT STUCK
OUT IN THE COLD.

EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/14/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

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Sunday, November 13, 2011

Yanni - Prelude (HD) - YouTube.flv



Yanni - Prelude (HD) - YouTube.flv
From: POEATREEMAN | Nov 11, 2011 |     
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LOVE IS MY CARPET TODAY
IT WILL HAVE SWEPT YOU AWAY.
TO SEARCH FOR YOUR LOVE.
THE MAGIC IS IN YOUR HEART.
SO ARE SAND STORMS
TO PUSH YOU FAR AWAY/

A MAGIC CARPET
I am not
that
magic carpet

Where
you can fly
across
the sands

I
am not
beneath
your feet

I
am here
not
laying down

I
am
not
here
to bring
you
what
you want

I
am
not
that carpet
of many
years ago

I
am
the blanket
if you
weave
me right

I
am
the covers
if you
hold
me tight

I
am
the fireplace
that
warms
your heart

I
am
the magic
when
love
is there
to show

I
am
the dreams

That
will
take you
where
you want
to go

I
am
love
from
long ago

I
am
the heart
that
holds
your tears

I
am
the cares
that
sweep
the hurt
away

I
am
the hope
of your
wishes

I
am
not
there
for show

I
am
all that is
to be

I
am
what
I am
no more
than
myself

I
am
love
that is
to be

I
am
more
when
you're
with me.

A THOUGHT!

Love
will take me
through it all

Love
will sweep me
across the times

Love
will fill me
with its best

Love
will give me
no rest

Love
will come
and I will fall

Love
will hold me
til I'm gone

Love
will show me
great and small

Love
will say it
right and wrong.

Dedicated To Kay

A Poeatreeman

If
you
dust me
off

Make
sure
you use
a feather
duster

If
you
break
me up

Make
sure
to collect
the pieces

If
you
hold
my heart,

Make
sure
yours
is there too

If
you have
love

Make
sure
its for two.

Edgar Allan Prieto
7/12/94
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Best Friends





BOW WOW


Some
of my Best
Friends


Are People


Even
some
are Human


Some
of the
Best Times


Are when


I
take them
for a Walk


Some
of the Times
I Listen


When
they do not
Bark at all


Some
of the Times


They
are always
with me


When
I keep them
close to me


Some
of the Times


I
am lost
without a Friend


And I find


They
are in my Heart again


Some
of the Times


When
I am looking
for a Friend


Love
comes to
walk with me


Some
of the Times


I
walk with God


When
I am there with Him


He is
my Best Friend


Who
will walk with me


until the end


Best
I keep Him
in my Heart


Then
I will always
walk with Him.


A Poeatreeman
From A Play of Words


ON THE LEASH


Make Sure!
When you Take me
For a Walk
It is Hand in Hand
I Do not
Want you To Think
I am Your Pet
I Might
Bite your Hand.

A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/14/2004
copyright@2011

Oh What Wonders! from "The Garden Within"





A FLOWER GROWS EACH DAY WHEN CARE IS GIVEN TODAY.


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
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Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


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

Friday, November 11, 2011

POEATREEMAN TRIBUTE TO: General Douglas MacArthur: GOVERNMENTAL POLICY: honor duty country - | POEATREEMAN on Xanga





From: POEATREEMAN  | Aug 19, 2011  | 
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POEATREEMAN TRIBUTE TO: General Douglas MacArthur: GOVERNMENTAL POLICY : HONOR, DUTY, COUNTRY




A GOVERNMENTAL POLICY

A Governmental Policy
Has to be Defended

By Those who Fought a War
and against all Truth

For the First Barrel to Shoot
is Deception

Truth is not Dead
only Wounded

But we
That must Face the Guns

Are Left with a Battle
We Sometimes don't Want

To Fight For Truth
Or Our Country?

A War That Rages
In Each Our Hearts

To Commit
To all We Know is True

To Stand Up
When Our Country is Calling

What Voice do I Hear
and Who is Calling?

The Drums of War
Or Truth Being Silenced out?

I must Know Wrong
To Have the Answers

For Truth
Cannot be a Casualty For Long

And Government
Will have to Face it all

It is our Blood
That Runs in Red

It is Our Time
To make it Right

It is Our Country
That We must not Let Die

It is Our Hearts
That Can Keep it Alive.

A THOUGHT!

There are no Credits in War
Only a Sad Commentator
For Peace
Fear is not ignorance!
Ignorance is War
For Knowledge
is the Understanding
Your Enemy is War
Strike at it with Wisdom
Peace will be yours.

A Poeatreeman

It is Truth that will let us see it all

It is God that can protect us all

Dedicated To All That Held Up Truth

For You have fallen but not forgotten

One Day all will be unveiled

The Cloak of Secrecy Covers us all

For Truth Spoke The Words,

He heard what He had said

My Country must be served,

Truth will be My Guide

Honor is My Country,
If Truth is not to Hide

Loyalty is My Country,
If Right is on its Side

Duty is My Country,

If I can walk with God

Honor, Duty, Country,
Is better Served with God

Loyalty is Better given
When Truth is at its side.

Edgar Allan Prieto
10/16/92
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


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Thursday, November 10, 2011

'Til the Last Shot's Fired - Trace Adkins | POEATREEMAN on Xanga






From: POEATREEMAN  | Nov 10, 2011  | 
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MAN IS ITS WORST ENEMY
FOR HE KILLS SELF
HE FORGES A GUN
EXPECT PEACE TO COME
HE BATTLES HIMSELF.
THE WAR HAS BEGUN.
THE LAST SHOT FIRED.
WILL END WITH HIM.
NO MAN NO WAR,
PEACE HAS FINALLY COME.
I WISH MAN WAS HERE
TO SEE THIS ONE.

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/10/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011

A WAR TORN HEART

A Battle Between
Truth and Lies
A War
That Raged,
All our Life.

Feeling Right,
Is no Less
Painful
Taking
One's Life,
Is the End
Of Our own.

Killing
One's Spirit,
It's yours
That Dies
Living
with Heart
Is the Soul
That Cries.

Remembering
The Waste
You Wonder why?
No Purple Heart,
For a War Torn Soul.

Only Remembrance,
Pain
Those who Died
A Heart
That is Torn
From Bleeding
and War.

Remembers
The Cost,
For They Felt
Life Long.

A THOUGHT!

My Spirit has Battled my Soul
My Heart was Torn to Hell
My Country I Hope the Wiser
For I Could not Battle myself..

Written For and Dedicated To
PFC Mike R.Jones: Desert Storm

A Poeatreeman

Less He finds
A Better way
There is no, Time
To Talk again

War is not different
It is Humanities Death

That dies,
Each time
There is War
I will exist,
Yet !
How much more?

Each Time
I have Fallen,
There is no Return
I am Buried
Wth all the Hearts,
That where
Killed in War.

Raise up Peace
I will Come through.

Kill me
You Will be Too..

Edgar Allan Prieto
9/21/92
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto



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SUNRISE SUNSET TRIBUTE TO HEROS



TRIBUTE**TO**HERO'S**NOT**RISING****

FOR**THEIR**DAYS**ARE**LONG**GONE****
REMEMBER**THEM**AT**SUNSET****
KNOW**THEY**HAVE**FALLEN****
FOR**SUNRISE**** WILL**NOT**BE**CALLING****
FOR**IT**IS**SET BY**GOD'S TIME****
THE**HOUR**ENDS*** FOR**THOSE**WHO**DIED***


A SERVICE FOR LIFE GOD'S ARMY


I Serve Hearts

Hate
Is what I Combat

The Casualties
Will be Sorrows

Care will have to
Aid me through

Yet in the end

Love will come through

Peace will Win

The Tears will fall

As Love Hurts too

God is there
To see me through

Each Day I Pray
Peace will Come

For Prayers
are my only Ammunition

That Hate
Will not Win

Love
Is my Salvo

I Fire
To Win

I keep
Hate in check

That it will not
Come in..

A Poeatreeman

LOVE is only OUT

When HATE is WITHIN

PRAY for CARE to RETURN

LOVE will be WITHIN.

Edgar Allan Prieto
11/17/98
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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I AM NOT A HERO


Just a SOLDIER
Who
Served the Cause.


Those
Who Died
are HERO'S Lost.


They
Fought
For FREEDOM

Paid the Cost.

Those
Who Suffered
Wounds in WAR

Took
the BRUNT
For Us All.


Those
INFLICTED
by The Pain

Felt
Each Care
DYING, Slowly.


Those
Who Prayed
for The End

Are
all The HEARTS


Who
want PEACE Again.


Those
Who DIED

REMEMBER
Their Loss.


They
PAID  A  Price

For
FREEDOM'S WAR


I AM
NOT A HERO.


Just
a SOLDIER
Who Gave it  All.


I Hope
my COUNTRY
is Better Off?

I Hope
my LIFE, 
Was Worth the Cost?


I AM
NOT A HERO


Just
One of GOD'S
Soldiers Now

Who
Washed
on HIS Shore.


Dedicated To
The Soldiers in Iraq

& Afghanistan

A Poeatreeman

Honor
All
Who Served
Freedom's War


For
on
Our Shores
Lies
Freedom's Door

Always
Open
to Wash Ashore.


I
Pray
We Never
Close its Door

I
Pray
it Never
Leaves
Our Shore.


Edgar Allan Prieto
10/3/2005

Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto

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DEDICATED TO THE MEN OF VIETNAM
AND ALL WHO SERVED

THE MEN OF GRANITE


The Stone that Rises
before them all

Were
Men of Flesh
before the Fall

A
Tribute
of The Ones
of Stone
Carved
in Granite
to show the cause

A
life that once
felt these Hearts
Now
is lost
in Men of Stone

These
Soldier's
who fight no more
Only
stand
with an unknown cause

In
fields of lifeless still

To
Speak
Out of Why it Was

Once
on a Battlefield!
Where
Men were Flesh

Are
we to be Flesh or Stone?

These
Men of Granite
will not come Home

A
Life,
a Tribute of the Cause

A
Price
they Paid
to be in Stone

Is
it fitting to the end?
To
stand a bliss
and see the end?

Can
We
Not Make
Peace Our Friend?
Carve
a Monument
To The End?

Leave
The Men
with Flesh and Feet
Hearts
and Minds
Not Torn Apart

These
Souls
Amidst Tombs of Stone

Standing
in Fields
of Granite and Stone

Die
Amidst
The Baptism of Fire
Where
Death is Hailed
by Tributes of Fire

Friend
and Foe
were Both to go

As
Bullets
Ripped,
Through
Flesh and Soul

Leaving
Both
Friend and Foe
Shattered
Dreams
and Broken Hearts

Fell
as Each
One's
Life was Lost

Death
Had
Come
To
Quench its Thirst

The
Tools of War
Gave Him His Feast

Is
This
The Price
That spilled Their Blood?

To
See
Them Turn
From Flesh To Stone

For
is Our
Monument
To Them or War?

These
Men of Granite
Will Not Come Home.

A Poeatreeman

If I could be
as Hard as Granite

I
would be less
than Flesh and Bone

If
I could assure you
My Heart and Soul
are One with Them

You'll
know I was not
Steel of Granite

If
you can see
the tears that fall
You'll
know there is
a Soul in this.


Edgar Allan Prieto
May 11,1985
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


A MONUMENT OF SORROWS

FOR ALL THE HEARTS
SOULS WHO DIED

DREAMS SHATTERED
BEFORE
IT WAS BORN

HOPE LOST
FOR THOSE WHO DIED

YEARS OF SORROWS
LEFT TO SIGH

MEMORIES LEFT
OF PAINFUL TIMES

REMEMBERING

I PRAY PEACE
IS THE TIME.

POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
11/10/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011


A WOUNDED SOUL

  
War,
has Wounded
my Heart


Yet,
I kept my Soul            


Love,
has healed me

I am whole

Not
in body,
but in Soul


For
I
have my wheels now

To
get where I can


I kept my legs
Never
to walk again.


Dedicated To
All Who Lost
Their Child,

Because Of War

A Poeatreeman

The Casualties
of Love

Are The Hearts
That Died


The Men and Women
Who
Lost Their Child


The Wounds
Inflicted

Because
of War


The
Pain Felt
Forevermore


Remembering
The Lost

They
Are Wounded
More.


Edgar Allan Prieto
11/19/2000
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto


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