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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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IS NEWLEAR CLOCK HOVERING? - TRUMP (CHANGES) (3) - 2026-04-10
WHILE IN BOOKSHOP CAFE - TRUMP (1) - 2026-04-06
THE WAR MONGER TRUMP (1) - 2026-04-06
BEEN THERE - HAKU (1) - 2026-04-02
TRUTH (1) - 2026-04-02
MAD MAN IN THE HOUSE - TRUMP (ADDITANS) (2) - 2026-04-01
THE FUTCHER IS LOOKING BLEKE (3) - 2026-03-25
AGE (1) - 2026-03-19
THEAR ARE THOSE (1) - 2026-03-17
IS AS IT IS (1) - 2026-03-15
MY TEXTS, Archive 4412 Texts
A HUNDRED YEARS AGO SPRING TIME RAMSGATE 1914 (WW1) (2) - 2014-03-27
RONNY AND ME (WORLD WAR ONE) - 2014-03-23
SO MANY MOUNTAINS (4) - 2014-03-22
LIVE AND LET LIVE (WORLD WAR ONE) (1) - 2014-03-18
THEY CALLD ME A COWERDE! (WORLD WAR ONE) (2) - 2014-03-15
GRUB'S UP! (WORLD WAR ONE) (1) - 2014-03-12
I WERE NOT ALWAYS ABOUT RAIN AND THICK MUD (WORLD WAR ONE) (2) - 2014-03-12
SEVEN CHILLDREN (WORLD WAR ONE) (3) - 2014-03-08
HE COULD TAKE NO MORE (WORLD WAR ONE) (1) - 2014-03-06
GONE YET RETURNS ONE DAY (2) - 2014-03-06
I JUST THOUGHRT THEYD LIKE TO KNOW (WORLD WAR ONE) - 2014-03-05
THEY NEVER TOLD ME IT WOULD BE LIKE THIS (WW1) (3) - 2014-03-04
PLUGSTREET WIPERS/PLOEGSTEERT YPRES (WW1) (2) - 2014-03-03
PASSCHENDAELE (WORLD WAR ONE) (2) - 2014-03-03
OUT OF THE LINE (WORLD WAR ONE) (1) - 2014-03-02
THE BATTLE GROUND (WORLD WAR ONE) (3) - 2014-02-27
EYES , EARS , TONGS - 2014-02-25
THEY UNLOADED (3) - 2014-02-25
The GYPSY WOMAN DANCES (1) - 2014-02-25
THE OLD SWEAT (WW1 story/poem) - 2014-02-24
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