
work beckons fingers
but magnetic eyes lock on,
no typing allowed
no typing allowed by Angie Quantrell
Lily, the office assistant
by Angie 2 Comments

work beckons fingers
but magnetic eyes lock on,
no typing allowed
no typing allowed by Angie Quantrell
Lily, the office assistant
by Angie 2 Comments

cotton candy fluff
buzzy busy bees adorn
pink tree spring fashion
spring fashion by Angie Quantrell
Lateral A, Yakima Valley
I was inspired to write this haiku after I read this poem by Danna Smith.
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just last week I saw
beauty stretching from chaos
today empty holes
free blooms for taking
but leaving crushed leaves and trash
my eyes in despair
gone by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley
See the former beauty here.

Soon, my flowering quince will look like this! The buds are there, hints of lovely color peeking out. The beauty of spring is refreshing. Gazing at blooms is such a peaceful activity. Maybe that’s why they say to stop and smell the roses. And, I’ll add, gaze in wonder as you inhale.
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unexpected joy
sings sweetly amidst carnage
that fails to dampen
sings sweetly by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley

Yakima River Canyon
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from dark and frigid
unseen grasps for blue and gold
hope springs eternal
hope by Angie Quantrell
Yakima Valley


Yakima Valley
by Angie 8 Comments

no matter the size
whether carved, gathered, gifted
heart rocks rule the day
heart rocks by Angie Quantrell