Poetry Sunday: Savoring

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Savoring

 

For me, food was always an after thought.  Something I had to have to fuel my growing, in-constant-motion- child’s body.  Grabbing a bowl of cereal here and there; a quick sandwich.

 

And into adulthood, this still was the case.  I had my favorites, but still food was merely fuel to be gobbled, rushed, downed and then move on.  Eat at my desk, eat on the run.  Never really savoring.

 

Instead the moments of food bliss were kept for those special treats:

 

The home-made chocolate chip cookies still warm from the oven.  The gooey chocolate-covered fingers licked clean.

The ice cream that I lingered over, and licked slowly off the spoon, tasting the swirl of flavors from lips to tongue.

 

I was lost in the moment with these sugary treats.  And these moments increased with age until sugar was the only thing I savored.  Now, no longer can I dally with sweets.  Instead, I relish the sumptuous taste of the fresh pea or tomato picked from the vine.  Warm in my mouth.  Luscious, now savoring these.  The rush of a sugary addiction transformed.

 

Sweet licks and morsels

Lightly dancing on my tongue

Moments now savored.

 

 

© Donna Donabella 2016

 

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This poem came from a prompt given to me a couple of winters ago challenging me to write a poem about enjoying food.  I have never had a problem enjoying food…there was little I didn’t like.  And sugar was my favorite food….in any way, shape or form.

But with age, has come issues with food.  The need to reduce sugar or eliminate it as much as possible.  Gluten, acid reflux, no preservatives, eating organically all add to the issues where my food intake is now very healthy, and I have made peace with the changes as I turn 60.  This is my haibun poem paying homage to savoring food throughout my life.

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.

chesecake collage

The pictures here are of my husband’s award-winning cheesecake that he made for me two years ago on my birthday!  One of those rare sugar times.  The picture below is of the peas I savored from my garden well into summer.

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about savoring  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

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All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2017.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

Poetry Sunday: Breath of Life

 

Breath of Life

 

The wind blows through me; the breath of life.

It restores me.

The soft rustling, white noise calms me-

Enveloped in a warm, cozy blanket.

 

 

Cool breeze on my skin like wading in a creek.

Waking my senses,

I rise to the scents and smells-

New grass, fragrant blooms, leaf mold.

 

 

The drone of bees blends with the wind chimes.

Their music tickles my mind.

Dozing, bringing a deep peace-

Descending, melting throughout my being.

 

©Donna Donabella 2017 

 

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While listening to the stillness of late summer, early fall, there were few sounds but the wind.  These sounds filled me with the breath of life.  And this poem poured forth.

 

 

The pictures here are of fading sunflowers…they bring me such peace when I look upon them in fall.

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up, Poetry Pantry, for poets who blog.

 

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about breath of life.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2017.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

Poetry Sunday: Who Are You?

 

 

Who Are You?

 

 

The life of the soul is where I reside now;

I am energized,

I am in my truth,

I am joyful, grateful, trusting.

 

 

On this journey with doubt and certainty-

I am building a self,

It is my life story,

There is a vision of possibilities here,

Now love fills me.

 

 

I am expanding into my higher self;

Knowledge and experience liberate me.

I am ready to be lifted above the drama.

The rewards expand before me on my path ever mindful of this moment where….

 

This life of the soul is where I reside now.

 

©Donna Donabella 2017

 

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This poem flowed during a meditation where I was exploring my inner self; answering the question, ‘who are you?’  The pictures here are of Tibetan Prayer Flags on my bookshelf.  These flags are used to promote peace, compassion, strength, and wisdom. The wedding picture is of my husband and me…we are celebrating our 20th anniversary on Oct. 11th.  I’ll be away from my computer for the next 2 weeks so I’ll see you upon my return on the 22nd.

 

 

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.

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I leave you with a few additional words about who are you.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2017.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.