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TRAWLING THE CHARITY SHOPS

Nothing like trawling the charity shops
Usely it's books I'm looking for
Looking for books that catch my eye
Books long out of print I'm after
Or books still in print at a bargin price

Found more than a few books ideal
For my Friend studying literature in Paris
The Sorbonne
In Canterbury sixteen miles away
I came back home to Ramsgate
With a backpack two carry bags
All full of books!
I were cream cracked - but happy
Aye thats no error
On my face a beaming smile

The books I sent posthaste to my dear Friend
To Paris - more books I sent off to my Friend
Than those from Canterbury that day
Sent books little known even unknown
Hidden from the greats of literature
Or just overlooked
Anyway those books I sent my dear Friend
Gained her Masters with Honors
I had done bit - the reader can emagen my pride
Natcherly she thank her professor
He responded ; ' NO NO ' ; ' Its you I thank '
' For I have learned as much from you as you learned from me! '
He said with an unforced smile

A case of the educated teaching the educators!

On my dear Friend sharing that with - emagan my pride I had of for her
And yes the pride I had in knowing I in my way had helped her gain her Masters

Now I dont find books
In my abode
I have oil paintings
By amateur artist
Well awaiting
To be discovered!
WELL I have discovered them!

In lite oil
One is of a family ' living '
On the Dutch - Belgium
Border - Flanders

The family in destpret poverty
Husband - wife - mother in law
Twin girls - baby crawling on the floor
Of the hovel they ' live in'
Baby suckling at the mothers breast
The man stands hat in hand
His hand stroking one of the twins hair
She holds her fathers leg titely
The mother in law standing sowin
Other twin watching her mother feeding the baby
The painting tells their story graffiti - poverty personafide!

Next a heavy oil painting

Of a young woman surrounded covered in snow
Reminds me of The Snow Queen
Beside the painting is large photo of a winter Wolf
In my mind The Snow Queen - transforming

Next painting light oil work
Given to me as gift
It shows a husband & wife
In a hovel - some say house
Fire in the grate
Both looking at each other
Words had been exchanged!
Both quiet - anger seething
With in both

Reminds of D H Lawrence pearants
His mother middle class
His father a collier in the Nottinghamshire Coalfield

I do have a print of painting by L. S. Lowry - Coming From The Mill
One of Lowry great industrial cityscapes not pretty at all - but of working life
Of Lancashire working men & woman that they enjorde day after day
Lowry capcherd all of that so well

All four tell a story

My house of course is full of books
Bookcases down stares & in both bedrooms
Each has bookcases full of books
Though the spare bedroom now more a library
Just no room for a bed!
A room for books now!

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet

Poetry by ken d williams