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Contributor: Dave Ludford

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Regrets, tangled like seaweed
Around the anchor of his saddened heart
Despair deeper than fathomless oceans
For the golden blue-eyed child
He would never know or love, his son.
Despair that echoes around the valley for aeons
Blasting like canonfire against the silence
Then nothing: time shatters, splinters
Shards of emptiness shot to the heavens
Guilt like a lead weight pressing hard
Upon shoulders flexed and tensed
To burden everlasting misery.

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Dave Ludford is a short story writer and poet from Nuneaton, England. His works have appeared at a variety of locations in the US, UK & India. He is currently working on his first play.


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