DONOR OF TIME VOL.12
A DREAM VOL.11
THE RIVER OF LIFE VOL.10
THE BOOK OF LIFE VOL.9
THE CANVAS OF LIFE VOL.8
THE LIBRARY OF LIFE VOL.7
FOOD4THOUGHT VOL.6
THE SOUL HAS HEARTVOL.5
THE ROAD OF LIFE VOL.4
THE STORMS OF LIFE VOL.3
THE SEASONS OF LIFE VOL.2
THE SHIP OF LIFE VOL.1
A POEATREEMAN ABOUT MYSELF
INDEX 4 THE RISE OF A POET
POEMS FOR THE HOLIDAYS
WHAT'S IN A NAME?
A PLAY OF WORDS
NORTHERN HUMOR WITH A SOUTHERN TWIST
A TRIBUTE TO AMERICA
THE WORLD
To All The Nations Of The World And To Its People
"A Melting Pot"
I Will Help It Serve The Best It Has
I Will Hold It All Together
Take From The Melting Pot
I Will Stir And Mix And Add To Flavor
I Will Turn It So I Will Know What Is There
I Will Take The Spices That Is In The Pot
The Flavor Has The Best Of The World
No Salt To Add To Change The Brew
No Vinegar To Ruin The Pot
The Spices Are Colorful In Themselves
They Add Uniquely To This World
Serving All Will Serve Each One
Mixing In Will Help The Pot
Holding All Will Keep It From Spilling
Bringing God Love And Caring
Will Help To Serve All Hearts
Adding All Will Help The Melting Pot
Just Serve The World And Know Your Neighbor
Bring Peace To The Table
All Will Share In Giving Favor
All The World Is Mankind's Table
One Melting Pot To Serve Us All
No Sense Spilling It Over
Who's Going To Clean It Up?
No One's At The Table.
A THOUGHT!
Human Kindness Starts with You
Say A Prayer To Give Peace A Start
You Will Finish With A Friend
Give A Friend Your Heart
You Will Have Peace To The End
Dedicated To The United Nations And Peace Around The Table
A Poeatreeman
If I Thought Humanity Was A Dish
I Would Serve It To All
To Share In Its Goodness
A Poet's Note
One World To Live In
One To Find Peace
One Chance To Give All You Have
One Time Around
One Symbol Of Peace One Symbol Of War
Which One Will You Use To Stir It All?
Only Man Can Protect Peace
War Will Surely Kill Us All.
Edgar Allan Prieto
1/13/92
AN EARLY MORNING
An Early Morning Solitude
Has the Beauty of the Day
To Find yourself Where the Sun's
Cutting Through the Trees
Watching!
The Painting of the Morning
By the Sun's Golden Rays
To Reach Down and Touch you
Feeling the Warmth of Day
To Think About What is Coming
in this Very Special Day
Meditating Upon the Light
Shining Through the Trees
Reflecting Like a Prism
When it Touched Upon the Leaves
To See All of God's Beauty
When the Morning Breaks the Day.
A Poeatreeman
NO MATTER! WHAT HOUR I WAKE
I RISE TO HIS GLORY
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
10/27/78
What Warms my Way
The Breath of God
When He's next to me
The Smile of a Child
Who Looks to me
The Humanity of the World
To Love Each one
The Sun when it Shines
When I awake to see
The Beauty of Nature
When I see all the Flowers
The Day I was Born
When God gave me an Hour
The Heart that I Loved
When I found I was Feeling
The Tears that Fell
When Love was Hurting
The Hope that Comes
When Darkness Falls
The Times I’ve Learned
When Life Taught me
The Sense I Feel
When I Pray to God
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
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Monumental
If we built a million monuments to war
We will not have learned one thing
For as long, as we are warring
There will be many more to build
Many more will die
Let's build a billion more
The world will be our war
Let's build a monument saying all are gone
No more monuments no more wars
Who needs one now?
Peace who had a chance to come
Man has finally eradicated himself
He left his monuments to himself
He became a monument himself
A Thought!
These creatures built monuments to misunderstanding
How are we to understand their best?
Try to find what creatures left
For peace !is the greatest monument I can see
There is none for war to be seen
Let him use his heart
That it will become a monument to God
A Poeatreeman
War may bring the best out
Yet a little of it dies.
A heart may touch a tear
yet so a bullets just as near.
War may sometimes bring the best.
Yet what is better!, If it was not here.
A Poet's Note
A Monolithic Society
Building til he finds himself interned
He built it to last
Yet he is not here to see
What did he leave?
Not chaos!
For it would ruin what he planned
A Monolithic Society
Has risen to decay
The center of all civilizations
Must have the peoples hearts
For then all will be civil
From the center to the heart
No civic center can ever come together
If it is a building without a heart
For it will find itself in ruins
Even before, it even starts.
Edgar Allan Prieto
5/22/95
THE BLACK HOLE
Into The Hands of God
Out of The Darkness Into The Light
Into Life From Death We are Born
Out of The Perils From Whence We Came
Into The Knowledge That He Will Be There
Out of Faith We Find Our Self Here
Into Our Travels We Search High and Wide
Out of The Heavens We'll Find Where We are
Into Our Search We'll Search with a Prayer
Out of Wisdom We'll See Our Way Clear.
A THOUGHT!
It is only The Light I Cast Aside
That Blinds Me To What is Right
Dedicated to NASA and The Astronauts
IN MEMORY OF ALAN SHEPARD JR.
A Poeatreeman
Whatever Space Travels You Take in Life
Make Sure God is Along For The Ride
For it Will Be His Wings
Holding You Up, When You Can't Fly
Edgar Allan Prieto
10/6/91
WAR ON HUMANITY
War on Humanity is fought each day
It is the cares who are dying
By what we do Today
The Bullets are not flying
Yet Hate has given way
It kills the Love we have
Takes the cares away
The Body does not bleed
Yet the heart is torn away
Life is not dead
Yet the soul is surely Wounded
What is Man Without a Heart to give?
A soul who is dying
For He's killing Humanity in Him.
Dedicated To Humanity
For it is the only way to win
The casualties will be less
when Love is there within
I bandaged it with Cares
to keep Humanity from dying
Hate is always near
Yet it does not have to be within
For the first loss will be yours
When Hate; is more than you.
A Poeatreeman
The mine fields of Hate, are every conflict Man takes.
He lays down His Hate, Love will not get through.
He keeps out cares, Only hate is there.
Humanity cannot win.
Until He clears, The mine fields of Hate.
Understanding can help, Yet Love must be there too.
For it is the only opening,
That will let Us get through.
Each time I step in,
What will it take, To clear the way?
I hope the love within, Will find a better way.
A Poet's Note
Read well! For it is Your Heart
Won or Lost it is up to You?
Take the Day, To give Care a hand
God and Love will help You too
You have the Day to help Yourself
Take the time to do it well
TOMORROW? I CAN NEVER TELL!
Edgar Allan Prieto
10/22/96
HUMANITIES A COURSE FOR LIFE
I have a course in life
I am trying to be human
With all the others in this world
I am trying to be the best I can
My grades will be each day I am here
I am not better just trying to be good
I am not in any class, for I see only one world
Grant you there are poor and rich
Better off does not make you better
There are some who find greatness being poor
There are others who are rich
Finding they are burdened by it all
I am best when I am human
I am even better, when I help my fellow man
If I was born with a silver spoon
It does not mean my plate is full
If I was not!
Does not mean I have an empty one
For heart and spirit need both be full
If I am poor if I am rich?
It matters only if I lose my soul
For in the end it will not be money
That will bring you to heaven
But a heart of gold
Love knows no rich or poor
It touches all who seek it
Only man, puts it in a class
Poor little boy!
A THOUGHT!
If my spirit is rich
I have no need for gold
If my pockets are full
and my heart is empty
What is my soul?
DEDICATED TO HUMANITY
A Poeatreeman
The measure of a man is not
If his pockets are filled
But his heart has riches beyond gold
For what if a man has no heart
Where could he place his greatest treasure?
He cannot, For he does not hold it.
Edgar Allan Prieto
5/3/96
GOD WAKES ME
God wakes me each day I am here
I rise with the morning
To hear His songs play
The wind that is whistling Through the trees
The birds singing in the right keys
The harmony of nature
When it follows God's plans
The hopes Man will find His way through
The songs will be sung is all up to You
Nature will follow Her own way through
Man can help if He keeps in tune.
A THOUGHT!
One Key to Knowledge, don't Lock the Door
One Key to Wisdom, be willing to Learn
Dedicated To All of Us
For God Wakes Us Each Day We are Here
A Poeatreeman
If I hear a Song I do not like
Be happy that I can hear it twice
If I do not like what I am playing
Change the record now
See who wrote the lines
Know there are two sides
One label, which side now?
Right or Wrong it's your Play Now.
Edgar Allan Prieto
9/3/96
Not All
Not All were smiles, Not All was rain.
Not All was everything, not even the same.
Not All was sunshine, nor, was it Storms.
Not even light, could stay past twilight.
Darkness came, and light faded out.
Time was one thing, I could not stop.
Hope was there, not always bright.
Yet faith was there, to see the light.
Love came, and showed me pain.
Sorrow said, I feel the same.
Care came, and said all right.
I'll show you love, in a different light.
Happiness had its joy in spurts.
Laughter came, and covered up hurting.
Feelings felt, and said I'll stay.
For where am I, If I leave Today?
I'll have no companion, to share the hurt.
Nor love to find, The treasures unearthed.
A Poeatreeman
Suffering is the loss of all
Care to know what love's about
Heart will let you feel it all
Pain is there for care to see
Tears to let you wash the soul
Love to keep it all from dying
Sorrow, If I Lost it all.
Edgar Allan Prieto
4/19/92
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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
Gentle as the rain
Warm as the sun
when it falls upon our love
May it be as lovely as the violets
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 BLOSSOMS WHEN LOVE'S WITH YOU
ONE GOD WILL SEE US THROUGH
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
November 10,1978
TITLE OF BOOK "THE RISE OF A POET" JUNE 5,1985 BY EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
INTRODUCTION
The Rise of a Poet is about my life
the struggles I have come to know.
as I was rising from feelings I had
To a life I did not understand
I had to search myself to see
I suffered less than thee
when I saw the world in tears.
To be able to rise above my pain
seeing I was not alone.
sharing with other souls
the things I have felt and care
gave me hope to see
other people felt the same.
For the burden is hard to carry
when you feel you are alone
when you find another's heart
the pain is shared with two.
life is not so hard at all
when love is shared with two
To create and share what God gave me
to learn from myself what life taught me
sharing what I have seen.
To open my soul and pour it to you
to feel my heart and see it bleed
to show you that there is love indeed.
To be able to express and hope I do
these feelings we all have shared
to let you see the soul in me
with all my doubts and fears.
for all the things I have come to see
is the love we have if we give it free
helping each one understand
the suffering of a soul in need.
Sharing the pain with love and care
is to lift the burden from their heart
leaving them with a love to care.
It's the time we take and give within
when we feel our soul and heart at once
tears pour down deep within
to make us feel our God again.
for we have lit our soul to see
the suffering God has beared
for He gave to us our hearts to share.
I hope I have helped you to understand
the feeling you have deep within.
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 5, 1985
INTERPRETATION
If it helps your heart gives you a start
to better understand what you are feeling
making you see not all is bad
or even makes you feel your pain
or remember a love you wish you had.
as long as it helped you through the tears
making you feel your heart and soul
you'll know that you have a love that's dear.
for the key is what you feel
in whatever you see or do in life
let your feeling guide you right.
how you see what I write
does not matter if ones is right?
as long as it helps you through the pain.
the Interpretation is not my aim
only that you see what's right
facing life with all its falls
to lift you up and see again
that all is not lost.
for whenever you feel your heart and soul
you'll know you touched another's soul
by what you felt their pain to be.
A Poeatreeman
If One is to See
Then One must Feel,
and Share Their Soul.
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 6, 1985
DEDICATION TO THE RISE OF A POET
Dedicated To those who understood my feelings
and to God, for He understood my pains
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 9,1985
ACKNOWLEDGEMENT TO THE RISE OF A POET
To all the people that shared with me
Their feelings and to all the worlds tears.
To each one that crossed my path
had a talk with me.
to all the Loves that shared my heart
even if it broke apart I have more love for you.
To all the times I've felt my pain
I knew I had a heart to give.
To those who understood me most
you helped me to grow with you.
to you my God where would I be
without your faith in me?
A Poeatreeman
To all the tears that fall
To all the ones that will
Love will helps us all
Edgar Allan Prieto
June 9,1985
GOD HOLDS ME
Love is always Beautiful
For it never wear's its face
always show's its Heart
I hope You are wearing Yours
For I would love to see your heart
It never needs makeup
For it always shows its best
What should I wear today?
The best face you can put on
Love For All Humanity
Would be a place to start
Try it with a Heart
Love will show itself
you will be more Beautiful
For you carried Love with Heart.
Dedicated to Jacquelyn
A Poeatreeman
WHEN I HOLD LOVE GOD HOLDS ME
WHEN I FEEL NOT LOVED
REMEMBER WHO IS HOLDING ME
A POET'S NOTE
Each day I have a chance to carry you
I will be loved until the end
Each day I stay with you
Love will hold me once again
Each day I spend with you
Will be another day
I was loved by you
Each day I look forward
To see you once again.
Edgar Allan Prieto
7/28/98
WHY DO POETS WRITE?
To Keep in Touch with God and Soul
To Keep the Heart From Growing Old
To Nourish Love with Pain and Sorrow
To Keep the Cares From Losing Ground
To Keep the Faith When Days are Long
To Let the Spirit Speak in Rhymes
To Say a Prayer in Words I Knew
To Give Thanks I am Here with You.
A Poeatreeman
The Lines I Write,
Let it Speak of Love
The Lines I use,
Let it not be, Just Words’ I Write.
Let it Say I Spoke of Life,
Let it Show, How I Lived My Life.
Let it Be Known, I am Human,
Know I am Judged by One.
Not by any Human.
Less They Judged Themselves,
They Will See Their Self.
A Poet's Note
Why Do Poets Write?
To Keep Despair From Breaking Ground
To Keep Hope From Dwindling Light
To Keep Cares From Feeling Ne’er
To Keep Tears From Drying Out
To Keep Happiness From Sorrows Yoke
To Keep Pain From Getting Worse
To Keep Faith From Breaking Down
To Keep Love From Losing Heart
To Keep Myself From Cracking Up
To Keep It All From Falling Apart.
Edgar Allan Prieto
12/16/97
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
What Is?
What is Life?
An exercise in school.
What is Time?
An hour to learn the rules.
What is Hope?
A dream to fulfill despair.
What is Faith?
A belief all will come true.
What is Heart?
A vessel to hold our cares.
What is Love?
A feeling of all that is there.
What is Pain?
A tear that poured love through.
What is Sorrow?
A hurt that fell on love.
What is Care?
A bandage to wrap the tears.[cuts]
What is Darkness?
A way to find yourself.
What is Light?
A way to end the darkness.
What is God?
A way to hear all our prayers.
A Thought!
What Is? Is all that is there.
What will be? Is all that will come?
When life is shared.
Edgar Allan Prieto
9/8/91
Tools of Life
Take Life! Make it work for you,
and Life,
Will be your greatest work.
Take Heart! Hammer it with love,
and Love,
Will nail you to its heart.
Take Care! To labor all life long,
and it will carry,
All your tools through.
Take Pain! Grind it to the hurt,
And feel, it could be worse.
Take Tears! To smooth it all out,
And know, how good it feels.
Take Joy! To polish it all up,
and see the shine,
When it lights your face.
Take Hope! To work in the dark,
When dark,
Has not hope to see.
Take Happiness! To know it’s all done,
and see all the beauty,
That came to be.
Take Dreams! See all you can build,
and make your life,
A dream come true.
Take Sorrow! When it all falls away,
and remember,
It is still with you.
Take Prayers! To keep your Tools of Life,
and pray,
They will stay with you.
Take Faith! To bring you to the heaven's,
And build your life,
On one foundation.
Take God! To keep it all with you.
A Poeatreeman
Hard knots make hardware
So use your tools
If you need a solution
Hammer it out
Don’t pound it out
God is a carpenter!
He can give you a hand.
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/27/89
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ONLY HUMAN
It is a ROUGH copy so please
forgive me for any mistakes
I am a perfect human
with all the imperfections of being human
So please help me if you find me wrong
Let me know if I spelled a word wrong
A POEATREEMAN
It is not with Computer or Pen I Write
It is Heart and Tears, that Write the Words
The Ink is My Soul The Scroll My Life
For the Words Written, is each Day of Life
Open Your Heart and All Can Come in
You Have One Time To Take it All in.
Edgar Allan Prieto
12/23/97
My Background
I WAS BORN IN A WORLD WHERE NOT ALL IS RIGHT
YET THE HARDEST TO SEE WAS LOVE FOR ALL MAN
I HAD THIS DAY TO BRING IT HOPE
I HAVE TOMORROW TO WISH IT SO
I HOPE?
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/26/97
A POEATREEMAN
Links to My Favorite Sites
THE WORLD'S HEART IT LINKS ME TO EVERY DOOR
THE INTERNET IS OPEN I AM HERE TO LINK WITH ALL
Edgar Allan Prieto
8/8/98
