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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
WILDFIRES (1) - 2026-07-26
THE WAITING ALMOST OVER! (1) - 2026-07-22
MY TEXTS, Archive 4457 Texts
THE SOUNDS OF THUNDER (2) - 2013-05-04
WORDS (4) - 2013-04-30
HISTORY HAS IT'S COUNTLESS GHOSTS (4) - 2013-04-27
ON THIS DAY APRIL THE 25TH 1915 (1) - 2013-04-25
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
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