THOSE WHO SAY
Thear who say:
'' I nothing to write about! ''
Are their eyes blind sited?
Are they clothed eard?
When alrwnd them are storys
Thear are cheriters, oh so many!
Awaiteing to be writen down!
See a man a woman a child!
Biogapheys, blank pages, canvace!
Storys to be given!
Daly events beging to be writ down
Short, calling to be elarged, paded out some
Some peple, chating as you pass them by
You over hear part of their conversatan!
Thou you did overhear the begining, and not overhear the ending!
You can still, overcome that, bring in your fertile emgernashan
In to play!
You, we, have so much to write yet!
ken d williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2026-08-02 at 11:01
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