A Handful of Words - C.E. Vance (best business books of all time .TXT) 📗

Upon the glimmer of eve's first sighted twinkling star,
wishes for treasure, including fireflies for the jar
Asked wonders and trinkets, which awe with delighted swoon,
sincere whispers whisk past the face of a smiling moon

Viewed sparkling tinsel and makeshift lanterns that glow,
beckon eyes to surrender with radiant trove’s show
In sweetened slumber, gatherings of wished treasures stream,
with sprinkle of dust from sandman comes a time to dream

Aloft on fragile wings through fluorescent rainbow skies,
realm of the journey lies in conjured mystic guise
Sought tinseled fields shine beneath night’s swaddling shawl,
makeshift lantern’s bright amber magic surrounding all

Across the yard swooping on wings made of finest gold,
fond dreams were placed within a jars safe hold
Asked wonders and trinkets, which awe with delighted swoon,
throughout the years whisk past the face of a smiling moon

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Lulled Hush

Lull in the hush as stars in heaven rise,
slowly drifting past the sun setting skies
With sprinkled dust bringing finale to day,
the magic from sandman lures you away

Grasping the rainbows as eve fades from sight,
vivid horizons painting dreams at night
Entered world - graced with like beauty in kind,
'held wonders come from purest heart and mind

To lands where innocence only may roam,
visions leading to well of wish's home
With drawing breath - giving moment in thought,
tossed on a penny, whispered fancies sought

Through open meadows, a view to delight,
dewdrops to diamonds in morning's light
Surfaced on ripples - lies palace of gold,
other side to a coin that few behold

Flowers in blossom and shades under trees,
whisked wings from angels creating a breeze
Coursing green valleys, honey flowing streams,
within depths of banks the cool water gleams

Behind your eyes the images unfold,
spun to ceaseless smiles, the stories are told
Lulled in the hush, chasing a twinkled sky,
hoping you'll never have to say goodbye

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Lone Flower

Beyond lilies growing in the meadow,
a flower stands unseen by vacant eyes
Placed by fate amid the harshest bramble,
beauty transcends in its tumbledown guise

 

Concealed by the awe of flourishing view,
a blossom resides in entanglement’s thorns
On silken petals flows a deluge of tears,
droplets forming like dew in early morns

 

Within the vast entwining bristled mire,
weeping unnoticed by those gathered near
Confined to a world that many never see,
lonely flowers cry throughout the year

 

Beyond lilies growing in the meadow,
beauty exists in more than one guise
Placed by fate amid the harshest bramble,
blossoming flowers stand before your eyes

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Perish the petals with flow of tears,
abandoned beside a withered dream
All God's children  -  within the view,
regards to every - the highest esteem

 

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Last Whispers

Years slipping away -
 forever passing by,
gone in tearful rues,
and on elated smiles

 

 Heaped in moments,
gathered memories inside -
life's start till end,
holding passions and trials

 

Summoned to all-
with tugs on a heartstring,
with love to tend,
for each disquiet's mend

 

As seasons tumbled,
through reaches of time,
bestowed devotions,
came without pretend

 

Today as always,
belonging only to you,
last breaths I take,
become whispers to share

 

Words to heaven,
where you now reside,
as my eyes see night-
hoping I'll soon be there

 

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Just for You

In the color of your eyes-
lies mist for the sunrise
In the droplets of dew,
gentle soul belonging to you

 

With dawn for every morn,
essence of beauty reborn
A summit to spirit's light-
is the view within my sight

 

Reflections that I can see,
cast their spell over me

Before a moment's trial,
I'm lost to captive wile

 

 On constant flowing stream,
I sail to a waiting dream
To the reaches of a star,
I'll follow however far

 

 I've held you through the years,
none have passed without some tears.
Now, and forever, you will find,
I love you, heart, soul, and mind

 

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It's Only Me

Comes approach of eve -

bringing glowering eyes,

where shadowy figures dwell

 

Fetched away by night -

through own hollow's deep,

to places evil winds do wail

 

Sheer madness to soul -

that throngs of horrors instill,

created one to other's kind

 

Shrieks! The terrifying cries -

with death riding alongside,

his faces crowding the mind

 

Haughty! All the many seen -

mocking fear upon their smirks,

vilest intent clearly defined

 

More nightmares than dreams -

and sanctity never found;

onward with hopeful lies

 

Trappings of worlds inside -

haunting cruelties clinging tight,

to the ends until one dies

 

Before me is bleakest black -

it's all this life has been,

the insanity never letting go

 

Falls tears to a page -

into a handful of words,

the only quiet moments I know

 

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Dust for Winds

Draped in garments stained by tears -
a dust for the wind to no longer cry.
Scattered to earth on a handful of words-
the face of another angel touches the sky.

Toward the horizon, leading to dawn,
new arrival is delivered from bleakest night.
Tattered threads of bundled babe’s destine -
are shed for adornment in Heaven's light.

Born into darkness - many children weep,
from shrouding shadows life slowly flees.
Lost to oppression, and fathered by same,
tears from famine comes heir's unheard pleas.

Tethered to shambles in forlorn keep -
the infinity of ruins offers none release.
Built upon foundations void of dreams -
the darkest nights continue without cease.

Eyes of the fortunate pretend to look,
giving backward glance after death calls.
Their promised words for abounding hope -
come measured inside a thimble's walls.

Come gather yon children unto your heart,
those without names be known by sight.
Cradle tenderly, God’s glories in arms,
give sanctum and comfort to misery’s plight.

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Draped in garments stained by tears -
a dust for the wind to no longer cry.
Scattered to earth on a handful of words,
the face of another angel touches the sky.

© C.E.Vance

 

Inside Myself

Far path to roam - lost to fall of night,

eyes searching blindly -  as the pitch surrounds

Disposed to wander - in depths of one's mind,

through darkened way's woe - the dolor abounds

 

Chasm's bleak trappings - firmly taking hold,

fated, the unsound - dire haunting inside

Voiceless sired whispers - illusions with speak,

phantoms come wakened - droning incessant chide

 

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