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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
WAITING - IMPATIENCE GROWING (4) - 2007-06-02
WORDS (3) - 2007-06-01
WHEN A FAMILY FREINDS NAME SLIPS THE MEMOREY (3) - 2007-05-30
GALLIPOLI APRIL 1915 LANCASHIRE LANDING (9) - 2007-05-24
EVER HAD A DREAM THAT BECAME A MEMORY? (2) - 2007-05-22
WALK IN THEAR SHOES (5) - 2007-05-21
THE POET PART ONE (3) - 2007-05-20
THE POET PART TWO (2) - 2007-05-19
THE BUTTON HOLE (3) - 2007-05-18
THE PERFECT STRANGER - THE PERFECT FRIEND (4) - 2007-05-17
WHEN LIFE IS BUT METEFERS (3) - 2007-05-16
I AWAKE TO SEE YOU LAYING THEAR BESIDE ME (2) - 2007-04-30
WHEN LATER IS TO LATE (2) - 2007-04-22
SATURDAY - SATURDAY! (4) - 2007-04-22
ON LEAVING THE CHIlDHOOD CUMFORT ZONE. (2) - 2007-04-20
THE UNCLE (3) - 2007-04-18
I AM A DYSLEXIAC POET (21) - 2007-04-17
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