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Monday, July 05, 2010
10:02:34 AM
POEATREEMAN
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THE WORLD
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
Mix
Add To Flavor
I Will
Turn
It So
I Will Know
What Is There
I Will
Take The Spices
That are 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 uniqueness
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
& 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
For
War
Will Surely
Kill Us All...
Edgar Allan Prieto
1/13/92
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
THE TABLE
When Man
INVITES War
Death Will Be
At The TABLE
When
Man Invite’s
PEACE
He
Has a CHANCE
To
CLEAN The Table
If
Man CONTINUES
To War
DEATH
Will Win Once More.
A POEATREEMAN
Edgar Allan Prieto
4/6/2003
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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Monday, July 05, 2010
10:13:21 AM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
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Monday, July 05, 2010
10:17:47 AM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
Originally posted by POEATREEMAN
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
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Monday, July 05, 2010
10:43:11 AM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
Originally posted by POEATREEMAN
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 learned ,
When life taught me
The sense I feel ,
When I pray to God
The hour that I spent,
When I was looking for God.
Dedicated to THE WORLD
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 world's tears
they came to be part of me.
Edgar Allan Prieto
2/8/91
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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Monday, July 05, 2010
1:22:02 PM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
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
Find
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
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
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
Originally posted by POEATREEMAN
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Monday, July 05, 2010
1:37:38 PM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
TO ALL FREEDOM LOVING PEOPLE & THE WORLD
THE LIGHT OF FREEDOM
A TRIBUTE TO THOSE
WHO SERVED
AND THOSE NOT SEEN
TO THE FUTURE !
WHO WOULD KEEP
FREEDOM FREE.
Freedom Lost!
is not ours to Lose
The Cost was
Paid by Many Souls
Those Who Died
To Set us Free
The Lost;
To Forget
Their Dying Deeds
Keep
it Burning
in your Heart
The
Light of Freedom
Will
Shine Throughout
Extinguished Only
When
you Forget
your Rights
Remember
The Fallen,
They
Paid with
Their Life
Remember
Their Spirit
They
Fought for
your Rights
Look
at the Flag;
Tell me
I am not Right
It’s
Stained
with the Spirits
Who
Colored its Life
It
Waves in the Wind
When
Freedom is in Sight.
Dedicated To The Fallen Souls
Whose
Lives now Serve
Freedom’s Role
Recall
To Remember
Freedom’s Fight
I Pray
we do not
Forget our Rights.
A Poeatreeman
I am Bound by God
To Pledge it All
I am Bound
by my Country
To Fight
For it All
I am Bound
by Truth
To Serve no Lies
I am Bound
by Conscience
To Keep
Freedom Strong.
Edgar Allan Prieto
7/23/2001
Copyright ©2002 Edgar Allan Prieto
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Monday, July 05, 2010
1:44:30 PM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
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, July 05, 2010
2:27:12 PM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
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 Down
To Keep Cares
From Feeling Not
To Keep Tears
From Drying Up
To Keep Happiness
From Sorrows Hurt
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
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Monday, July 05, 2010
5:23:51 PM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
THE BEST OF HOPE
If you can
Take the Worst
make it Best
You'll Feel
that Life is
Worth the Rest
If you can
Take the Worst
and make it Small
You'll make yourself
that much Tall
If you can
Take the Worst
Look at what it is
You'll be much
Wiser for it All
If you can
Take the Worst
Deal
with its Quirks
You'll see
the Other Side
what can be Worse?
If you can
Take the Worst
Overcome
its Aims
You'll Feel
the Lesser
of its Pains
If you can
Take the Worst
Look at the Best
You'll have Shared
your Tragedies
with Some Hope
If you can
Take the Worst
Keep your Heart
You'll have Touched
the Earth
with your Tears
If you can
Take the Worst
Walk with a Smile
You'll have Said
that Life was
Well Worth While.
A Poeatreeman
TO AMERICA & THE WORLD
9/11/2001
TO ALL THE SOULS
GOD HAS CALLED
HEAVEN NOW
HOLDS THEM ALL
TO THE STUDENTS
OF VIRGINIA TECH
(THE HOKIES )
GOD IS WAITING
FOR YOUR CALL
IT TAKES LOVE
TO REACH HIM
AFTER ALL
SORROW
DOES NOT END
WITH A PRAYER
IT BEGINS
HEALING
WHEN FAITH
IS THERE.
Edgar Allan Prieto
April 18, 2007
A POET’S NOTE
TO THE HOKIES
Satan had
His Carnage
God
will have His Day
Sorrow
is not Easy
Hate
is not the Way
Love
will not be Easy
When
Hate is in the Way
Why
Cannot be answered
So Faith
must be your Way
A Poeatreeman
Edgar Allan Prieto
4/18/2007
Copyright ©2007 Edgar Allan Prieto
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Tuesday, July 06, 2010
5:21:53 AM
POEATREEMAN
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Re: THE WORLD
STILL CLIMBING
FAILURE
IS THE OPPORTUNITY.
SUCCESS
IS THE GOAL.
TRY
IS THE STEP
TO REACH
FOR THE GOAL.
BOTH
WILL MOUNT
A TEST
OF YOUR SOUL.
WHICH
WILL CLIMB
THE HIGHEST GOAL ?
TRIUMPH AND DISASTER
WILL BOTH
SHARE THE ROAD.
TRY
IS THE EQUALIZER
SO LET IT
NOT REST.
IT WILL TAKE
FAILURE AND WINNING
TO SEE THE BEST.
DEDICATED TO
Ada Bree Atcheson
A POEATREEMAN
EDGAR ALLAN PRIETO
3/12/2010
Copyright@2010 Edgar Allan Prieto
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