Farewell

Above
I glimpsed
The heavens.
Peering deeply
Into endless depths—
Past stars and nebulae, 
Galaxies vast and distant—
And then supernal realm of light.
Awakened from life’s persistent dream,
Free at last, I must now bid fond farewell.

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Angie Wassell

March 12, 2016 at 3:53 AM

AAHHH....you must star gaze im guessing..:) ? This piece was really well penned.. It also had a great flow.. keep up the good work

Mark Peterson

March 12, 2016 at 11:50 AM

Angie, very nice to meet you and deeply gratified that you'd look and comment on my earlier work. Indeed, I'm a stargazer having had deep involvement with the sky. Just can't get enough.

Daver Austin

March 11, 2014 at 1:54 PM

Love this one, Mark. May I borrow your mantra? Thanks for reading my stuff. I love the shorter forms, am short winded in my old age. Love, daver

Mark Peterson

April 30, 2014 at 6:28 PM

Daver, I hadn't stopped by this poem for a long time and saw with regret that I hadn't responded to your comment. Thanks so much for these words, which really improved my mood.

Robert Johnson

March 10, 2014 at 12:41 PM

Sounds like you jumped on the Hale Bop. :) All jest aside, Love the style and wonderful prose. Peace. :)

Mark Peterson

March 10, 2014 at 1:39 PM

Yes, Hale Bopp or something like that. What a wonderful comet that was. I had a wide angle telescope with a low power eyepiece, and I was able to fit a large part of it in the view. Amazing! Thanks for stopping by. I appreciate the comment.

Lucilla Carrillo

March 4, 2014 at 12:59 PM

This is very good Mark. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla

Andrea Dietrich

February 17, 2014 at 3:13 AM

wow, a most profound etheree. I sure do love that form too!! I even did a chapbook of etheree once.

Mark Peterson

February 17, 2014 at 9:13 AM

As ever, I'm impressed by your accomplishments and delighted by your visit. I hope you'll also check out my newest poem: "Looking Down."

Sophia Valentina

February 15, 2014 at 7:03 AM

This is an enchanting piece! Good luck in your star gazing and thank you for your comments. It so nice to meet and read your work.

Mark Peterson

February 15, 2014 at 9:48 AM

Thanks very much Sophia. I'll check back on your page soon and often, as I tremendously enjoy your work.

Jan Allison

February 14, 2014 at 7:19 PM

I only joined soup recently and having read your works I know I have so much to learn. Such a beautifully crafted poem. I truly hope this is not goodbye. Jan x

Mark Peterson

February 15, 2014 at 9:48 AM

Jan, welcome to the Soup, and welcome to my page. I'll visit you soon.

David Williams

February 10, 2014 at 10:26 AM

Mark I hope it is only farewell and not goodbye....David

Mark Peterson

February 10, 2014 at 3:34 PM

David, I'm not gone, but I'm pulling back a bit to allocate more time to my star map project. I'll return, as the muse dictates. Thanks for your visit.

Christine Phillips

February 7, 2014 at 1:25 PM

"Awakened from life’s persistent dream, Free at last, I must now bid fond farewell" Beautiful lines. A very nice but sad poem. Nature can be so compelling if we all take time to saturate ourselves in it. Better than hanging out in the coffee shop all day. Keep writing...you have a wealth of talent.

Mark Peterson

February 7, 2014 at 4:27 PM

These are comments that I will treasure forever. Thanks so much for your kind thoughts. To gain the deeper thing often means deferring momentary pleasure, or as someone wrote, we lose when we trade what we really want for what we want at the moment. I appreciate your visit.

Just That Archaic Poet

February 7, 2014 at 11:59 AM

I hope you'll change your mind; it's criminal to keep your genius all to yourself. I admire and respect you tremendously, Mark.

Mark Peterson

February 8, 2014 at 1:23 AM

Thanks, Chan. I'm around but more sparingly.

Barbara Gorelick

February 7, 2014 at 8:13 AM

I was sorry to read your blog..sorry that you are leaving, but understand what you had to say. I have a love/hate relationship with the soup. lol...I will miss you and think of you when I admire the night sky..Barbara

Mark Peterson

February 8, 2014 at 1:24 AM

I'm not completely gone, Barbara. Thanks to people like you.

Anne-Lise Andresen

February 6, 2014 at 8:20 AM

- A beautiful farewell, Mark ---- but I hope that it is "just a poem!" - oxox // Anne-Lise :) - - - - (reply !)

Mark Peterson

February 6, 2014 at 8:31 PM

Thank you so much, Anne Lise. See my blog.

Sarai Virden

February 6, 2014 at 4:33 AM

A stunning write Mark <3

Mark Peterson

February 8, 2014 at 1:23 AM

Ah, a fellow Northwesterner. I am near Port Townsend. I've driven through Northern Oregon many times. My poem "No Words" derives from an experience in Northeastern Oregon in the middle of an April night when I saw the Milky Way in unparalleled brilliance. It was overpowering, and I had no words to describe it.

Sarai Virden

February 6, 2014 at 9:42 PM

Southern Oregon. I absolutely adore your style of writing. Always moves me deeply.

Mark Peterson

February 6, 2014 at 8:33 PM

How sweet of you to stop and comment. Could you tell me where in the world you write from? Your support of my work has been wonderful. Please see the message on my blog.

Robert Pettit

February 5, 2014 at 12:24 AM

Nicely written. If you like it better there, then by all means, you should stay.

Mark Peterson

February 6, 2014 at 8:34 PM

Robert, I appreciate your visit to my page. I am sometimes forced to consider that somewhere else might be preferable to here. Someday I'll find out. All the best to you and your poetry.

Farewell

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