Cease by Bob Fox at All poetry

Cease breath, cease.
Stagger on to the unknown.
Conjure up saintly visions,
as your world grows darker.
Gasp for breath. Clasp that cross.
And feel the heart race wildly.
Dispatch all hopes, now illusive.
And cease.

For now the pivotal point,
the moment of truth has come.
Cease... Until you are no more.

By Bob Fox

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Topnotchsy
November 15
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Powerful thought provoking and moving write here!!
Disturbed Prodigy
November 4

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kind of puts you in the mortality mode a bit, lol but it still makes a great read na d offers in its own way a form of hope, keep it flowing
Roland Welles
November 4

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Man, this reminds me so much of those mornings I'd wake up and "dry-heave", whether still drinkin' or going though the dreaded DT's... I've said it here before: "No athiests in a foxhole...".... To me, the last line could either mean give in till you die, or until you let the old life go and be no more; being reborn through a new awareness... The "And cease" line isolated towards the end fits the structure of the whole so well and effectively... Bob, you are a true poet... Take care my friend.....
Peace,
Russell
humblpye
November 4

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Thanks Bob! shit man this is just what i needed for breakfast, i'm goin to hopsital tomorro for some very serious tests,,,lol i hope this ain't an omen...oman...
humblpye
November 4
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Oh my! I just got up Bob, gonna take my pills and do the crossword...ha, it suddenly feels like halloween all over again...hope i cn make it thru for tonight's beer man!
So death is just a breath away huh? hmm, gonna start doin some deep breathing excercises to excorcise this anxiety attack
Don't worry tho, I'll be Back!
You too brother!
John
Deceits Tears
November 3

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Damn Bob, This bloody kicks ass !!!
I Loved the entire piece I could of kept reading so much more, this one Is brilliant as always
Ticks all the boxes
Angel Felice Seals
November 3

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Bob
this has great flow it was short but to the point its really good as always i thought you did an amazing job with this a very powerfull wright.
James Holdaway
November 3

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Golly Gosh!
Is it me, Bob? Am I reading this right? If I am it's scary. Is it your breath or some fictitious breath? Please say the latter. The poem is well written although I can't get used to no rhyme, but it flows. Do I like it? Not the subject matter, but I can see that 'saintly visions' are what we are all supposed to see at the end; and the heart does tend to start racing as O2 is in short supply. I don't get the 'gasp for breath' when your asking it to cease unless your subject is drowning.
Spiritual Soul
November 3

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wow, I really enjoyed this, it just flowed down creating it's own slow melody of ceasing to be. Short yet powerful, thanks so much for your comment again, I appreciate it. This was a wonderful poem.
Blessings,
~Michaela~
sinfull
November 3

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Like a waterfall, falling into ones self until there is no self, just a calm glassy surface. I am reminded of Tai Chi, where breathing becomes lost with thought and you simply....are. I know your poem holds a darker meaning, as your gasp for breath indicates. Still, the end seems to find that same peace. Nice pen.
brochoppie
November 3

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Thanks for sharing! I liked the flow of this piece. It made me think of how some of my friends must feel while they are off in Iraq and Afgahnistan fighting in what seems like this endless war.
rbruce
November 3

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I must look at things in a different light Bob. I, my life spirit, will never cease, when I go, it will simply move to its next appointment. But the me that everyone knows will be only a memory. A very profound write, my friend.
Andre ben-YEHU
November 3

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Wonderful-Profound-Unique...
Ontological exoteric emotions singing esoteric feelings of mysteries and illusions of eternity of now... "Cease" creates visions.

In respect and admiration,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
AngelBellerose
November 3

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your heart is penning the words of death for things in life you do not see.. but you look with closed eyes.. open and see the icing on the cake for this has always and will be in your dreams..so never cease to breathe for life has visions upon wings to steal the souls song and and never weeps...this is sad Bob very sad hun Hugs always Angel♥♥
chemicalcreated
November 3

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Last moments alive, it's a very strong piece, well written with nice flow and meter. I immensly enjoyed reading this piece, thanks for the great write keep penning.

again, thanks!
Umi Juvariel
November 3

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Short, simple but so expressive. This piece was a wonderful expression of thought and emotion! You took an event so obscure and morbid and turned it into a beautiful piece of literature to be shared. I am happy I read this, and thank you so much for sharing such a beautiful piece!
solzhenitsyn08
November 3

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Dear friend: don't cease to write....
Yes,to write marvelous things like that waiting above for the readers' apprecaiation. I appreciate it, and could see the power of your words excluding undesirable utterings to embrace only the beauty through poetical composition under the very title: "cease".
Thanks!
Mareann52
November 3

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Fantastic
Great poem, words chosen wisely, I applaud you... Mareann