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I was born one dark and cold morning in February 1953 6 am , it's was the 26th. A Thursday child was I. Reluctantly I was dragged out , I have the mark of the battle under my left eye. Well I was warm , comfy wear I had been for nine months I'd have been happy to stay where I was. My love of words, was installed in me by my father. But with my having dyslexia, tho not asestment , it was years before I was. So fore years I had a problem , but I did not know for defenet that I had dyslexia , it was self diagnosed. Well I have
covered in my poem '' I Am The Dyslexic Poet''. I paid for my own assessment , as no part of the establishment would. Now it's too late to realise the dreams , the hopes of an academic life. Such dreams and hopes died a life time a go,
After what was an age , I finally learnt how to read . I found I had some talent with words , well I fell in love with words . An on going love affair with words. I can but hope that my word's will be of some interest to those who read my work.
Ken D Williams
I was born one dark and cold morning in February 1953 6 am , it's was the 26th. A Thursday child was I. Reluctantly I was dragged out , I have the mark of the battle under my left eye. Well I was warm , comfy wear I had been for nine months I'd have been happy to stay where I was. My love of words, was installed in me by my father. But with my having dyslexia, tho not asestment , it was years before I was. So fore years I had a problem , but I did not know for defenet that I had dyslexia , it was self diagnosed. Well I have
covered in my poem '' I Am The Dyslexic Poet''. I paid for my own assessment , as no part of the establishment would. Now it's too late to realise the dreams , the hopes of an academic life. Such dreams and hopes died a life time a go,
After what was an age , I finally learnt how to read . I found I had some talent with words , well I fell in love with words . An on going love affair with words. I can but hope that my word's will be of some interest to those who read my work.
Ken D Williams
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DAD PICASO AND ME (1) - 2026-08-09
SCARS (With Thanks To Aqures) (2) - 2026-08-09
THOSE PASS THIS WAY (1) - 2026-08-06
COME AND GO SOME REMAIN (3) - 2026-08-05
THOSE WHO SAY (2) - 2026-08-02
MY BOOK (2) - 2026-08-01
AMAZING PEEPOL - 2026-07-31
I WILL KEEP ON TYPEING TAPING AWAY (2) - 2026-07-26
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THE WAITING ALMOST OVER! (1) - 2026-07-22
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FEW ARE THE BEST TO HAVE (4) - 2014-09-09
AT THE OUTBREAK OF THE WAR (WORLD WAR ONE) (1) - 2014-09-09
SPINNING PLAITS (2) - 2014-09-06
POETRY AND SONG WRITERS (1) - 2014-09-01
TRUST BETRAYED - 2014-09-01
THE HAND OF FRIENDSHIP - 2014-08-31
THEAR ARE TIMES (2) - 2014-08-30
HE MADE ME LAUGH (WORLD WAR ONE) (2) - 2014-08-28
HE LOOKED AT IT (3) - 2014-08-17
THE BOOKS ENDING (2) - 2014-08-17
RAPIST AND PEDOPHILES (1) - 2014-08-14
SHE SAID NO! HE SAID YES! (WITH THANKS TO NABEELA ALTAF) (6) - 2014-08-12
WORDS CAN COURSE INSTANT ANGER (3) - 2014-08-12
DOWN THE ROAD WE WALK (3) - 2014-08-12
WHERES THE GLORY THEN? (THOUGHTS ON WORLD WAR ONE) (2) - 2014-08-09
....AND THEN..... - 2014-08-09
SITTING OUTSIDE THE CAFE (5) - 2014-08-07
THEAR WAS THIS OLD MAN (AN OLD OLD STORY) (2) - 2014-08-06
THE TIMES ALWAYS A CHANGEING (4) - 2014-08-02
THE WOMAN IN BLACK WALKS (3) - 2014-07-31
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