and post notes and photos about your poem like David Meade.
This poem, a conversation, taken from my journal this morning are some thoughts running through my head regarding violence. I don't watch TV, so I sometimes miss the graphic violence that is occurring around our world. I missed seeing/hearing about the bomb in Lebanon, so close to our dear soup friend Eileen. If you have not read her blog please do . . . she has lived through so much violence. It is hard for me to comprehend her life -- living with so much destruction. I would be reduced to a puddle of tears but she is courageous and refuses to give up -- she lives with passion! For what it is worth (I am afraid not much) this poem is for you, LO! All the best.