A woman who reads my work
Use a cafe we both frequent
She reads my work - she likes
What she reads of mine

Today me and me matee Lloyd
Were at the back of The Pavilion
Dodgeing the rather cheeky wind
Were on our way to the rear of
The Pavilion - we locals call it
The Pave - as is our way

A woman who I know saw me &
Recognized from an interview I'd
Given to a local news outlet
There were a photo of me
She the lady said how much she
Likes my work - I'm proper chuffed

She were with a man & a woman
I could see the lady were in good company

I gave each one one of my cards
Comments made of the art work on both
Sides of my card drawings of my good self

I told the trio of Patrick Burk - The Artist
Who had scetchde
Who'd drawn me - one of me as I am - full bead
Tother one, Patrick had taken thirty off my actual age!
Fresh faced - beadles - cheeky face!

The other art work Patrick crafted of me
I'm bearded as I am now - I'm looking down
He'd snap me while I were preoccupied typing a work on me laptop!
Look one way it shows me very much a living poet - versealater
Turn it side ways then I look like a member of the dead poet society! Grin!

The lady ask me did I write poetry for people
Tis my hope that this work will be appreciated by the lady & her companions
Of this day is of I write, so the lady and her companions now a part of one of my works

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet

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Written on 2021-02-23 at 17:10

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