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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 SNOW FALS (1) - 2025-11-20
I ACCEP MY WORKS DO NOT RATE A BOOK - 2025-11-18
FISH & CHIPS WRAP IN NEWS PAPERS (1) - 2025-11-15
AN ' ARTIST ' (2) - 2025-11-13
REASONS GIVEN! (1) - 2025-11-13
'COS (1) - 2025-11-13
THE CANDIL FLICKERS! - 2025-11-12
THEY SAID THEY WOULD (1) - 2025-11-11
HE HAD A MOUTH ON HIM! (2) - 2025-11-11
SO MUCH TO SAY - 2025-11-04
MY TEXTS, Archive 4368 Texts
YOU HEAR ABOUT IT - 2012-10-14
SOME TIMES (2) - 2012-10-14
WHEN THE INEVITABLE PARTING - 2012-10-13
THE BEGINGS THE ENDINGS (4) - 2012-10-11
THE INVISBLE ONE (2) - 2012-10-11
THE POOR ARE ALWAYS WITH US! - 2012-10-08
ALL WE HAVE IS HOPE (3) - 2012-10-07
POETRY AND WORDS (2) - 2012-10-07
BOOKS ARE NOTHING TILL THEY ARE READ! (3) - 2012-10-07
WITH OUR MINDS - 2012-10-06
''HE'S SO BORING'' (5) - 2012-09-30
THE RECRUITING SARGENT - 2012-09-30
THERE IS NO GLOREY IN WAR! (3) - 2012-09-29
POETRY NOT ALWAYS PRETTY AND NICE (1) - 2012-09-26
A CHANCE MEETING (2) - 2012-09-23
EAVERY ONE AS A STORY TO TELL (2) - 2012-09-23
A YOUNG WOMAN I MET (5) - 2012-09-20
THE TRUE FRIEND (1) - 2012-09-13
I HEARD THESE SOUNDS (1) - 2012-09-10
IN TO THE MIRROR I LOOKDE (3) - 2012-09-07
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