Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon short poem

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Looking at how vibrantly the tree’s leaves dance.
Swaying side to side.
Side by side.
I watch the cars driving sorta fast up and down the street.

The breeze have picked up some.
Quite cool this afternoon is this Sunday’s Spring Breeze.
That’s OK with me.
I have a front seat watching this spring symphony.

As I sit on white stone steps on the outside of my,
Baltimore City home.
Enjoying I really am.
This Sunday afternoon spring breeze.

I watch the trees leaves so pretty and green.
Grooving, swaying side to side.
Side by side.
Jamming to the smooth sounds.
Of natures natural beats.

The breeze have really picked up some.
It’s OK.
I love the coolness blowing through my hair.

I’m really enjoying myself this Sunday Spring Afternoon.
Listening to the Queen of Soul.
Ms. Aretha Franklin.
Sweetly singing the lyrics, “take everything to God in prayer”.

This little portable radio is really giving me quite a show.
Taking me with the sounds of gospel music spiritually.
Exactly in the realm where I love to flow.

The tree’s leaves and me.
Are out here on the front of my house.
Getting down.
Dancing we are to the groovy musical tunes.
On this Spring Breezy Sunday Afternoon.

Poet’s Note:
Despite the fast track pace of living on a major artery in the city… peace, joy and beauty can still be found.

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My name is Cheryl Denise Chandler and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. My very first publishing was through the YWCA here in Baltimore, Maryland. It was 1979 I work with the newsletter there. A couple of people on the staff took me to interview a very successful modeling agent. Mr. Travis Win-key. They had camera's, tape recorder and I performed my very first interview. I have a copy of that newsletter to this day wrapped in plastic. In 2008 I won Editors Choice for my poem “Disappointment and Anger”. Poetry. Com an affiliate of the International Library of Congress published my poem. The anthology named “Collective Whispers”.In 2010 I reached my goal of having 35 poems copy-written through the Library of Congress. This April 1,2014, I discovered April is National Poetry month. My birthday is April 7, how I never had knowledge of this is beyond me. Since then I have written 54 poems, entered several poetry contests and signed up for 3 very helpful newsletters.I won Honorable Mention from Famous Poets. My poem “My Blanket of Promise” is published in their 21st Anniversary Celebration Anthology. Famous Poets of the Heartland. The poem was also recorded on Audio CD. Famous Poets commissioned Mr. John Campbell whom is well known for playing Hamlet, in Shakespeare Plays.Just recently in this new year 2015 I have been contacted once again. Two more of my poems have been selected for Famous Poets anthologies. My poem, “Gracefully Upon Us” will be published in their antholgy Great Poems of the Western World. My poem, “Endearing Always Forever” will be published in their antholgy. Heartland Poets both will also be recorded on CD. I am so very gratefull and honored for this priveledge.Poetry Nation selected my poem “My Shoes” to be published by Eber &Wein Publishing. Their multi-series, Across The Way. Subtitled: Rivers. December 12, 2014 Eber & Wein Publishing included me in their call, for the most accomplished amateur poets of today. I submitted my poem, “Dismiss Negativity” for their second annual, special edition anthology' Who's who In America. The Lord has truly blessed my re-entry into the poetry world.I am a member of 3 poetry communities. Poetry. Com, All Poetry. Com, and Poetry Soupsters. Com.At this time I have submitted work to 3 different christian magazines. And so very thankful to be in possession of 2015 Poet's Market. I am still entering contest as of today.
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Ah! The joy of Sunday afternoons to the accompaniment of beautiful weather and soulful music! Paradise:)

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