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“Final Performance” A Seasonal Transitions Poem by Bette A. Stevens


As summer comes to a close in Maine, autumn breezes usher in The Pine Tree State’s new season… These Fall Asters along the roadside inspired my poem “Final Performance.”

Fall Asters Closeup for POEM bas 2019

Final Performance

 

While asters, purple tutus donned

With velvet yellow crowns

Ballet to cricket violins,

Sway tiptoe in their gowns;

A golden orb in treetops rests

The stage a soft pale blue

And I among their audience

Too soon must say, “Adieu!”

 

© Bette A. Stevens, Maine author

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Holiday Gifting: How to Give Kindle Books and Apple Apps


BOOKS: The gifts that keep giving… Happy Holidays! ~ Bette A. Stevens http://www.4writersandreaders.com

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Screen shot 2013-11-24 at 7.42.50 PMThe Shopping Season has arrived. It used to start on Black Friday, but it sure seems to me that it has been moved back. Way back.

Flyers are advertising “pre-Black-Friday” sales, and many many stores are boasting that they will be open on Thanksgiving, trying to get a jumpstart on those bargain hunters.

Online shopping is certainly a good alternative choice to facing those crowds.

Although I think that a little bit of crowd-mingling can be fun, when it comes to facing checkout lines that are hours long? Not fun. 😯

Considering the calendar I thought it would be timely to revisit a few time-saving how-tos. Specifically how to gift a Kindle book, and also how to gift an app.

How to gift a Kindle Book:

Simply navigate to the book that you would like to give. Look over to the right hand side of the page…

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A Poem for Summer’s End


Aster alpinus

Final Performance

by Bette A. Stevens © 8/29/2012

While asters, purple tutus donned

With velvet yellow crowns

Ballet to cricket violins,

Sway tiptoe in their gowns;

A golden orb in treetops rests

The stage a soft pale blue

And I among their audience

Too soon must say, “Adieu!”

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