A PLAY OF WORDS CONTINUES 25
For The Child In Your Life
Remember They Have Heart.
A Poeatreeman
To all Mothers & Fathers
SAY A PRAYER FOR LOVE
LOVE WILL CARRY YOU
PRAY FOR CARE EACH DAY
CARE WILL BE YOUR WAY.
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/21/89
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
CAESAR
MAN’S LAWS
HAVE SPECIAL RIGHTS
GOD’S LAWS
JUST HAVE RIGHT.
NEXT WILL HAVE
SPECIAL WRONGS
I HOPE WE DO IT RIGHT.
POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
2/27/2012
COPYRIGHT@2012
The Hour that I Spend
When I was Looking for God.
A Poeatreeman
If I Shared a Tear
Touched a Heart
Life will have been Painful
But oh,
What Cares Will I Have?
I've Shared a Child's Smile
God Smiled on me
I Found the Worlds Tears,
They Came to be Part of me.
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/8/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
God will make a way POEATREEMAN A STAIRWAY TO GOD
A STAIRWAY TO GOD
I will Try
To use my Words
To Build
A Stairway To God.
Then
I Can Take a Step
Each Day
To Take me
To The Stars.
My Words
Will be of Heart
Wrote
By Care and Love.
The Ink I will Use
Is Tears That Fell
Dipped, in Sorrows
When Hurt was Held.
The Blotters Wet
Stain
With many Tears
That Fell.
I Cannot
Wipe it Away
By Saying,
I never Felt..
A Poeatreeman
Dedicated To God
If, I Built
A Chest of Gold
Would it not
Be Better
To Put in Words.
More Precious,
That Speak of Each?
Would, not
The Heart
Be Broken
By Trying
To Carry
All the Gold?
Love
Is much Lighter
Yet Heavy
On the Soul.
Would it not
Be Best
If we all Cared
A Little more?
Than the Words
I Have to Write
Would not be Filled
With so much Tears.
Love
Would Hold Us
For The Years.
Edgar Allan Prieto
10/26/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
THE CALLING: POEATREEMAN THE LONG WAY HOME
THE LONG ROAD HOME
I am
one
of God’s Souls
Looking
for
the way home
It
started
when
I was born
All
was new
both
good and bad
I
have to learn
which
one is true
The
choices
are there
what
will I do?
I
pray
the right one
will
get me through
I
made mistakes
found wrong
I
am trying
to get back
where I belong
The
Road is narrow
when
choices are few
The
Road to Heaven
is one way too
The
Path to Hell
has many ways
Take
the wrong one
to walk away
The
Long Way Home
is hardest yet
It
takes
a lifetime
to reach your quest
Heaven!
There
are no short steps
I
Tripped
and Faltered
all the way
Yet
God
was there
to pick me up
The
Long Road Home
is in my sight
For
I carried God,
day and night.
Dedicated to Us All
Heaven help
the Wayward Soul
To find
a place with You...
To President William Jefferson Clinton
A Poeatreeman
The Shortest
will not be true
Yet
if you take it
Remember
what you choose
There
are no shortcuts
to Heaven
Hell
I thought of Heaven
Too
Late to say the words
My
Soul spoke not to Heaven
There
are shortcuts to Hell
Just
pass Heaven
Don’t
give a damn
You’ll
be there
in plenty of time
It
only
takes a day to reach
The
day
you passed Heaven.
Edgar Allan Prieto
7/30/2000
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
POEATREEMAN: DEDICATED TO COLLINS RAYE
WHAT ONE NEEDS?
What one needs
most is heart
Then love
will follow through
What one needs
most is trust
Then love
will have a friend
What one needs
most is caring
Then sorrow
will have a tear
What one needs
most is happiness
Then sadness
will have the blues
What one needs
most is feelings
Then pain
will have to hurt
What one needs
most is faith
Then God
will bring us through
What one needs
most is wisdom
Then understanding
will let us speak
What one needs
most is hope
Then wishes
will have its peace
What one needs
most is prayer
Then praying
will find an answer
What one needs
most is humanity
Then we can
live with one
What one needs
more than most is care
Then we can
feel each others tears.
A THOUGHT!
I cared because
love was there
I felt it all
because I cared
I shared both
good and bad
I took the pain
as it came
I gave it all
for love was there
I would give it again,
just to know I cared.
Dedicated To A Stranger
A Poeatreeman
One shares many things
many things are not felt
One share's love
many things are touched.
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/27/93
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
POEATREEMAN: ENIGMA - Return to Innocence : REMEMBER WHEN
Remember When
We were young
We were
just little ones
We used to play
How
we were
when we were one.
Way back
then the times
were young,
life was easy
for us then
for we had
our innocence
Play
was
the only thing
we knew.
then
we grew
into our lives
time seemed
to change their ways
For
our eyes
were opened
to the view.
not all
of what
we've seen was liked
for life
only showed the truth
It
was up to us
to face it all.
even
though
it made us cry
Laugh
at the way it went.
times
were good
times were bad
Life
had its ways
to cure our blues.
It gave us
happiness and love.
with this love
it gave us pain
now
our eyes
are opened wide
Now
we grew
into our love.
To feel
the growing pain
of impatient youth.
Did
we try
to burn our life out?
trying
to do all we can
For
we thought
we only had today.
how wrong
we were,
When finding
how many
mistakes, WE made.
By
being
foolish with ourselves.
How many times
did it take to learn?
We
are only
what we make.
How many loves
did we lose?
Not
being what we were.
Trying
to impress
a little girl or boy.
to show them
you were grown up,
A man or woman
of the world.
Doing things
only youth would do.
Did you measure
how big you were?
By being
the biggest fool
of them all.
Taking
chances with your life.
for it only took
common sense
To know
how wrong you were.
Did we
listen to ourselves?
Only when
it brought us pain.
Sometimes
even tragedy.
a painful
sorrow to experience
That
cost us life and youth.
When
we passed
the burning years.
we saw
how foolish
we had been
Wondered
how we
got this far.
In the year
that we are in.
now
we are
more aware of life
We
see life
has taught us
many things.
Not all
did. We want
to be a lessons.
our experiences
were good
If
we learn
from the bad.
even though
we are older
We still
have allotted to learn.
life has
many things
in a store
We
can only know
when it reaches
our door.
How
we receive it.
Will be
our gift or destruction.
when
we look behind
We’ll
have our blessing.
we can
look back
to the good times
To Remember.
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 4,1979
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
POEATREEMAN: ERNESTO CORTAZAR - Serenity PEACE THROUGH LOVE AND THE WORLD WILL BE SERENE
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
POEATREEMAN: ERNESTO CORTAZAR - Serenity PEACE THROUGH LOVE AND THE WORLD WILL BE SERENE.
MAKING EACH HEART LOVED, WAR WILL NOT BE SEEN.
Posted Sun 26 June 2011 08:38 PM
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
COPYRIGHT@2012
SOMETIMES
WHEN IT RAINS
I FEEL
IT'S GOD'S TEARS
WASHING ME.
SOMETIMES
WHEN IT RAINS
I THINK
IT'S GOD'S ANGER
FLOODING
THE SEAS.
SOMETIMES
WHEN IT RAINS
I FEEL
GOD'S SORROW
POURING THROUGH.
SOMETIMES
WHEN IT RAINS
GOD IS WASHING
THE EARTH CLEAN.
DEDICATED TO OUR TROOPS
WHY IS TOO BIG TO ANSWER
FAITH HAS A MUCH GREATER
ANSWER.
BECAUSE WILL ONLY WONDER WHY
YES MY FRIEND SOME WILL DIE. Violin
POEATREEMAN
A DELUGE OF LOVE
POURS OVER ME
THEN I KNOW
IT'S GOD'S LOVE
SHOWERING ME
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
6/25/2011
COPYRIGHT@2011
A WOUNDED SOUL
TO THOSE WHO FIND IT
TOO HARD TO LOOK
REMEMBER THEIR FACES
FOR THEY’VE PAID FOR YOURS.
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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