Each breeze its own velocity

Each breeze its own velocity ...the poetry groups continue to evolve, I am influenced and intoxicated by the potential of collaboration, I write of my own time but feel and hear the influence of others in my work. Twenty one poems that range from a few simple lines through to the pleasure of made up words, in between the passion of love flames, particularly in a poem written in a beautiful small church, set in the vast grounds of Clumber Park.



© Christopher Sanderson 2017