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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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THE KINDNES OF STRANGENES (3) - 2026-01-08
TIME THEN AND NOW (3) - 2026-01-03
AGEING AND TIME (3) - 2025-12-15
BE GOOD NOT JUST BE NICE - 2025-12-07
MY DEAR FREIND (2) - 2025-12-07
THE SNOW FALS (1) - 2025-11-20
I ACCEP MY WORKS DO NOT RATE A BOOK - 2025-11-18
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SO MUCH TO SAY - 2025-11-04
IT IS - 2025-10-31
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SPRING (3) - 2013-04-25
YOUR MATES YOUR MATE ALWAYS NO MATER WHAT (2) - 2013-04-24
THEY COME THEY GO (4) - 2013-04-21
POETRY SETS ME FREE (3) - 2013-04-19
HEAD LINES (2) - 2013-04-19
DURING THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT (1) - 2013-04-19
ON THIS DAY (3) - 2013-04-19
HE WRITES (1) - 2013-04-19
THE PRIMITIVE POET (1) - 2013-04-19
WORDS CAN TRICKLE LIKE A STREAME - 2013-04-18
WHEN PEPOLE STOP READING (1) - 2013-04-18
THEY CLOSE THE LIBRARYS (1) - 2013-04-18
THEY COULD NOT SEE WOULD NOT SEE - 2013-04-18
I VOW TO THEE MY COUNTRY (1) - 2013-04-18
TERROR IS TERROR HOME OR AWAY (3) - 2013-04-17
DRONES OVER THE U S A (3) - 2013-04-16
THEN NOW AND COMEING (5) - 2013-04-15
FOR SOME NOTHING LASTS FOREVER (2) - 2013-04-14
NOW TO TRY TO SLEEP (1) - 2013-04-14
THEN THEY CAME FOR (1) - 2013-04-12
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