Articles written by Katemouse

How To Guides |
Community

About me - Katemouse

Taken on my 66th birthday. Live by the Indian Ocean, can hear the waves at night.
had five babies, lost three, still born, second died at 9 months, first born stabbed to death, aged 39 in a domestic dispute, I carry on living.
Married the first time around

+ more bio information

RSS Feed

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life: 111 of 1104

Aborigine Requiem He walked across the dry hot land. Boomerang held in his black, wrinkled hand. His head was bare to the scorching sun. He'd be glad when the heat of the day was done. He had trekked this path, for many a year. Sometimes he shed a silent tear. He never had like to kill the Roo. It was something he knew, he h...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A sailor's tale: 11 of 21

She'd had her day, The old boat. Laying on her side, far away from sea and tide. Grass grew between her planks. No one thought to give her thanks, For all the work she had done. Going out in rain and sun. Her anchor in the earth held fast. Strong winds came through, tore off her mast. And up the rusty anchor chain the ivy gr...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The union: 6 of 10

workers unite She took in the washing, she took in the sewing. she scrubbed other's door steps, just to keep her self going. For her husband and son, on the picket line stood. Not that she thought it would do any good. The government swore, it ranted, it raved. The owner's, they thought of the money they saved. "Put up the w...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Australia: 13 of 20

He walked across the dry hot land. Boomerang held in his black, wrinkled hand. His head was bare to the scorching sun. He'd be glad when the heat of the day was done. He had trekked this path, for many a year. Sometimes he shed a silent tear. He never had like to kill the Roo. It was something he knew, he had to do. Was ther...
Relationships & Family > Grief & Loss What to do when someone dies and there was no time for good-byes: 67 of 92

My second son Mark died in my arms at the age of nine months and I was able to say goodbye, but my eldest son Sean, was stabbed to death in a domestic dispute and I was not informed until four days later. He and his wife, son and twin daughters lived in Huonville Tasmania, it was not what you could call a happy marriage, nor...