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“October Sunset” Haiku by Bette A. Stevens


Here at “The Farmstead” in Central Maine, the splendor never ends as God blesses  us with his bountiful beauty every day—season to season. This evening’s sunset inspired me to pen “October Sunset,” a haiku. What’s inspiring you today? —Bette A. Stevens, Maine author

October Sunset

Haiku by Bette A. Stevens

Ominous skies view
Evening extravaganza
Mourning daylight’s end

Twilight promises
Reassure restless critics
Splendor never ends

 

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BROOK SONGS a poem by Bette A. Stevens


BROOK SONGS poem by basInspired by nature, I love to walk to down the brook. It’s only a quarter-mile from “The Farmstead” here in Central Maine and no matter the weather or season, the sights and sounds of the water and the abundance of nature’s bounty always manage to refresh my soul and often inspire the writer child within me. The photo for the poem Brook Songs was taken last fall. As the autumn season nears a new dawning, I put pen to paper for a draft before designing the poem on the computer. ~ Bette A. Stevens, Maine author/illustrator

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Rainbow Promises, a HAIKU by Bette A. Stevens


Rainbow HAIKU bas 2015Spring has finally sprung after a long and frigid winter at here at The Farmstead in Central Maine. Captured a rainbow and its promise in a spring Haiku. Hope you’re enjoying the sensational sights, sounds and scents of the season, friends! ~ Bette A. Stevens

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An Apple Blossom HAIKU by Bette A. Stevens


It’s National Poetry Month

What’s inspiring you?

Apple Blossom HAIKU bas 2015

 

Here in Central Maine the snow is melting at last, leaving bare ground and brown grasses in ever-growing patches where new tints, tones and shades of greens are magically appearing each day. Lilacs and apple trees will soon be budding. I can hardly wait for apple blossom time. We have six varieties of apple trees here at the farmstead and their blooms are more than enough to regenerate this winter-laden soul. Of course, the real blooms won’t arrive until May, but since April is National Poetry Month, I thought I would check out Wikimedia where I found this perfect picture (before my photo and text edits) to inspire the blooming muse inside a little early. We’re finally enjoying some spring sunshine, but ready for some April showers to bring us those May flowers, too. ~ Happy Spring! ~ Bette A. Stevens

What’s inspiring you this spring?

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AFTERNOON PORTRAIT, Haiku by Bette A. Stevens


Afternoon Portrait HAIKU bas 2015

 

Poem, photography & design by Bette A. Stevens,
a writer inspired by nature and human nature.

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Winter Magic! A poem by Bette A. Stevens


WINTER MAGIC Haiku bas 2015Hi, Friends.

Wishing you all a magical week whatever your weather or season…

Winter is still ruling at ‘The Farmstead’ here in Central Maine, but spring is sure to have its way before long. Meanwhile, we’ll revel in the beauty of a fresh fallen snow.

— Bette A. Stevens

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I love art: Enjoy a winter watercolor scene from nutsfornature blog, one of the ‘homes’ of my talented New England artist and photographer friend Eunice Miller! ~ Bette A. Stevens

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Past Peak: an autumn haiku by Bette A. Stevens


Past Peak: Autumn Haiku by BAS 2014

numb of Winters past


Ah… LOVE! ~ Bette A. Stevens

who could know then

Its-a-lonely-man
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for years suspended

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in the crevice of between…

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regret or forget…
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speaking or silence…

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numb silhouette safe between

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love and protection.
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shadows disappear

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in the white of fallen snow,

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each Spring forgives the
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impatient crocus.
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crocus abd bees 2012 001
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Time erases shadows and

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Love resolves the wounds.
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numb of Winters past


Ah… LOVE! ~ Bette A. Stevens

who could know then

Its-a-lonely-man
.
.
for years suspended

.
in the crevice of between…

.
regret or forget…
.
.
.
speaking or silence…

.
numb silhouette safe between

.
love and protection.
.
.
.
shadows disappear

.
in the white of fallen snow,

.
each Spring forgives the
.
.
.
impatient crocus.
.
.
crocus abd bees 2012 001
.
.
Time erases shadows and

.
Love resolves the wounds.
.
.
.

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