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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
FISH & CHIPS WRAP IN NEWS PAPERS (1) - 2025-11-15
SO MUCH TO SAY - 2025-11-04
IT IS - 2025-10-31
MY TEXTS, Archive 4373 Texts
I TYPE AS I AM THINKING - 2010-05-16
QUIBBLING OVER THE PRICE (1) - 2010-05-16
LOVE DEFIES GOOD JUDGEMENT (1) - 2010-05-09
THE COST OF A SINGLE RED ROSE (1) - 2010-05-08
ON THE WAY TO HELL ON AN OLD TUB OF A SHIP (3) - 2010-05-03
THE BUS DRIVER OF THE No 71 - 2010-05-02
THE WORLD WERE WARNED - 2010-05-02
DESIDED TO GET ME HAIR CUT (3) - 2010-05-01
BEEN SO LONG (3) - 2010-04-30
TO THE RIGHT THEY MARCH THE MASES (2) - 2010-04-25
EVIAFIALOEKUL A VISION OF THE COMEING NEW DARK AGE (1) - 2010-04-25
IN TO THE DARK TO SEE THE LIGHT (1) - 2010-04-25
DEATH THE ARTIST AND NEWLY FOUND POPUALERTY - 2010-04-22
I'M SO TIRED - 2010-04-22
WHEN THE ROAD IS UP THE BRIDGE IS DOWN (1) - 2010-04-19
BACK OF BEYOND - 2010-04-19
WHILE WALKING DOWN THE ROAD OF LIFE (2) - 2010-04-18
HE WAITED (2) - 2010-04-14
IF ONLY WE COULD STOP THE CLOCK (2) - 2010-04-12
I SAW HER FRIDAY GONE (2) - 2010-04-12
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