A lot of modern poetry is too hard to understand,
it has become too complicated for the uninitiated or casual reader.
These poems are by an ordinary bloke, for ordinary folk. © Chris Daws
Thursday, 30 August 2012
I see you
I see ten billion miles tonight
through darkling sky and velvet space
I see ten thousand stars, whose light
is dim beside your precious face.
In daylight I can't see as far
as nitrogen turns sunlight blue
But bright light from our nearest star
is outshone by the light of you.
Now in old age my eyesight fails
and aged brain cells clump and die
Though in the light your image fades
you blaze with light in my mind's eye.