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Poetry Sunday-Finding My Core




Finding My Core



I stand here at my center

while all around me seems to be falling apart.

Senseless violence.

Memories of loved ones, now gone,

bubble up to open the wounds of my heart.



And it is in these times I seek my core,

a need to express my true self.

Nothing dancing off the tongue,

but words conjured up from deep inside.



They express the swirl of emotions.

They provide a base of stability to stand on.

They yield a sliver of light shining in the dark.

They form new boundaries, places to explore.

And they heal the wounds that can break me in two.



Words call me home when I find this core.

So I seek this poet’s heart to find the words

that make a dwelling place for me.



© Donna Donabella 2016



This poem came to me recently in the aftermath of yet more killing, carnage and fighting in the world.  I felt the pain deeply, and needed to connect to my inner core. Where I am reminded, that a beautiful sunrise means each day starts anew and anything can happen.  The sun represents for me healing light, and connecting to my true self.  It is always shining deep inside me, I just have to be aware of it….especially if I lose focus.  And with all the pain and suffering in the world it is easy to lose focus especially for this highly sensitive person.


The flowers pictured here are native Rudbeckia hirta that shine throughout my garden like the sun all summer.




I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog, and Sanaa@A Dash of Sunny for her Prompt Nights every Friday.  This week’s theme is “Hate’s a parasite that rots the Soul. ”  We are to write a poem which helps dispel hatred.  This is my take on the theme, and how I deal with the hatred I am finding more and more around me.

core collage (1)



I leave you with a few additional words about finding my core.  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, 2014-2016.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

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  1. July 17, 2016    

    Gosh, this is such a stunning write Donna ❤❤ especially love these lines “Words call me home when I find this core. So I seek this poet’s heart to find the words that make a dwelling place for me.” I believe that out of suffering emerge the strongest souls; as massive characters are seared with scars. Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support ❤❤

    Lots of love,

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thank you so much Sanaa…I agree with you! And I hope to continue to participate as I can!

  2. July 17, 2016    

    Oh we do need the soothing of these words inside… We do need nature’s kiss these trying days.

    • July 20, 2016    

      It is the only thing I know to do when I feel despaired.

  3. July 17, 2016    

    Perhaps if all of us had the humility to find our core and to voice ourselves and our feelings so beautifully as you have done the world would be a far safer place.. there is no excuse for the atrocities but in some way it seems to speak of inability to express ‘ourselves’ freely and without consequence – a heartfelt and heart-full poem – and a peaceful Sunday to you

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thanks so much Jae Rose…such beautiful and profound thoughts….and I think you are correct….you have wonderful insights.

  4. July 17, 2016    

    I’m of a similar mind, Donna. When things get terrible, we must look within in order to reacquaint ourselves when the things that keep us going, with the feelings that feed our drives… There is so much horror going on in the world. But if we search inside–of us and of the universe’s other miracles–we can always find new reasons to keep on pushing, new promises for a tomorrow that can be made better. We must all find our core.

    • July 20, 2016    

      I love the way you put this Magaly! Yes we must go within to find the light and life to feed our drive! Lovely.

  5. July 17, 2016    

    “So I seek this poet’s heart to find the words / that make a dwelling place for me.”…our true refuge reminding us always of the silver light in the dark….beautifully put Donna…

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thank you so much dear Sumana! Those words are a beacon for me and I am pleased you found them so too!

  6. Mary Mary
    July 17, 2016    

    Such wise words for these troubling times, Donna. We do need to find a way to seek our core, to somehow prevent being split in two by all that is happening in the world.

    • July 20, 2016    

      It does feel like that doesn’t it Mary! Being split in two.

  7. July 17, 2016    

    A wonderful poem, Donna. I feel that reaching down into our core to stand fast against all that is happening around us. The world needs our strength, hope and faith more than ever before. Thanks for shining some sunshine and light our way.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Exactly Sherry…if we become part of the darkness there is no hope…it is being that strength, hope and light to help keep it shining for the world to see again.

  8. July 17, 2016    

    I agree, perhaps these things are happening to give us time to reflect on what we can do in our own little way. Thanks for the reminder, Donna.

    • July 20, 2016    

      You are most welcome and thank you for that bit of revelation….yes these challenging times help make us stronger and give us time to reflect.

  9. July 17, 2016    

    Thankyou for a poem that made me stop and think about my own inner being “Memories of loved ones, now gone, bubble up to open the wounds of my heart” I found these lines so descriptive of this type of emotion

    • July 20, 2016    

      Ah then you know that pain Julian….it comes when we least expect it. Something I still struggle with and work on.

  10. July 17, 2016    

    You answer the call to words, expressing our sorrow too.

    Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime today Donna

    Much love…

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thanks Gillena and much love to you too!

  11. July 17, 2016    

    A hopeful poem, in spite of he dark that threatens daily. It’s true for me, and many other creatives, I think. Looking within provides peace, and hope. Lovely work!

    • July 20, 2016    

      Yes Freya….I think you are right…creatives feel the pain so much deeper.

  12. July 17, 2016    

    I am so glad that you can find that precious core. Stability and hope. Which is sometimes difficult to remember (let alone find) in the dark days.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Yes Soosie….and without it I would be lost.

  13. SlaRueB SlaRueB
    July 17, 2016    

    Very beautiful writing and a message to all.

  14. July 17, 2016    

    I love your tender heart:)
    So beautiful when you explore and write what you find.
    Thanks for sharing the love with the rest of us,

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thank you Jennifer…that means the world to me!

  15. July 17, 2016    

    I think you have already found your dwelling place…

  16. July 17, 2016    

    I’m sensitive too Donna and your poem resonates with my heart. Thank you for the lovely pictures that bring a smile. May all sensitive hearts thump in the unity of peace.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Oh indeed Myrna…may we unite our hearts in peace!

  17. July 17, 2016    

    What a beautiful response to a horrendous week. Your words have such a calming effect almost like finding a safe place to be.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Oh that means so much to me Robin…to know my words had a calming effect on others too!

  18. July 17, 2016    

    Have to really look deep within to find some measure of sanity in an imploding world.. so true.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Oh yes…it is essential isn’t it!

  19. July 17, 2016    

    Wonderful, indelible lines in this. Those memories of loved ones, now gone – waft over one, on bitter-sweet breezes, don’t they.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Oh yes and when we least expect it…so glad you liked the poem Wendy!

  20. July 17, 2016    

    Poetry helps us process and cope. Flower mandala. Stay on that center.

  21. July 17, 2016    

    If only it is easy to find the core and work on them, then life will be far more tolerable. Conflicts can be reduced and a better lifestyle will be easier to achieve. Very true Donna!


    • July 20, 2016    

      Glad you found some truth in the poem Hank!

  22. July 17, 2016    

    yes, finding our core, keeping it, and keeping the focus on our values. i like the message in this.
    the photo is very appropriate, like a burst of hope.

  23. July 18, 2016    

    I have a leaden sense of helplessness; watching the world crash around me.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Oh yes I do feel that way sometimes which is how this poem came about…it is my refuge.

  24. July 18, 2016    

    You put aside the glib tongue, to speak of deeper things…..

    • July 20, 2016    

      These deep things have a way of coming up…

  25. July 18, 2016    

    I am told to wear bone, to balance the core.

    • July 20, 2016    

      Very interesting…I will have to check into this!

  26. July 18, 2016    

    A powerful write for this challenging times.

    • July 20, 2016    

      So glad you found it a powerful poem…thanks!

  27. July 18, 2016    

    Hi Donna. Monday WRites is live.

    Much love…

  28. July 19, 2016    

    So deeply felt, and I think you speak for us all.

  29. Susan Susan
    July 19, 2016    

    A perfect poem on writing poetry in these times. What better home than here?
    “Nothing dancing off the tongue,
    but words conjured up from deep inside.”

    • July 20, 2016    

      Thank you Susan…what better home indeed.

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