Playing dead

Image by Engin Akyurt from Pixabay

Tightness grips my chest

Breathing slows

Hands on my breasts

Am I here?

Am I alive?

My hands go lower

My tight abdomen

Is bloated with guilt…

Another original by Sandi – O’vehlu

Hear the full poem below on Spotify!

Crying

Image by vishnu vijayan from Pixabay

We all know how devastating 2020 was all around the world – a global crisis – for me, it centered around internal battle, spiritual wars, and the will to get up and keep fighting. The poem below is also recorded on Spotify. I’ve included a few lines here:

I flip off my shoes

and lay back on my couch

my sweet dogs are at my feet

their warmth surrounding me

I try to close my eyes

as my body loosens…

Many blessings folks – BTW, crying is a form of medicine for me. What is it for you? Sandi

Faithful Forty: Lenten Poetry

Lent 2021 Poetry

The falling leaves

have drifted gently in

the breeze

Mixing with the earth

the ground fertile

mixing with air

Becoming one with

the sun

and being dipped into soft

burning embers

a spring filled with light

and in all I can delight

Why then, does my heart tear?

A look around,

my empathy flares

a look around,

beauty surrounds

Where too then shall my

Thoughts go,

If not with you in the end?

©Sandi Martinez

Faithful Forty: Day 28

Your turn

Today
It’s your turn
Dig deep
Swim wide
Eyes open
Who are you?

What will you do?

Your heart yearns
Begs the
Question
Now, later, never
Tomorrow
Maybe?

Your soul
As old as the
Universe
Merges with the unknown
Why fight
Maybe just flow?

What will you do?

Another day is done
Embrace that
Someone
Cheer them on
Hold their hand
It’s your turn.

@ovehlu

Faithful Forty: Day 18

Faithful Forty: Day 18

The truth is

if I counted every petal

only the stalk would remain

any day of the week

and as warm and bright as

the sun

you remain

the beauty that you see

mirrored back every day

though you don’t see it

that way

but it’s true

the soft and ridged petals

pink, red, yellow, all colors

bounce back your beauty

inside, out, in all ways

you are you,

I hope that you can see

what I see

delicate, soft, yet

strong, resilient

don’t forget

when you look in the mirror

you see everyone,

we connect, shine, and reflect

each other.

©Sandi Martinez

Faithful Forty: Day 14

Rumi Quotes

The wound is the place where the Light enters you. – Rumi

Many blessings, Sandi 🙏🏼

Faithful Forty: Day Eight

Faithful Forty Poetry

The churning
and burning
of bright light
leads me here in great delight

Test of time
is the first
poetry line
your inspiration purely divine

I gather my
hands in prayer
as I peel through
every layer

And humbly show
gratitude
for every word
comes from you

@ovehlu

Faithful Forty: Day Four

Behind

… the lid
Wisdom hid
Thoughts contract
Hints of a trap
Here nor there
Doubts explode
Like a flare

Soul grows
Only God knows
God knows
Flint afire
The body tires
Spirit rises
Seemingly from ashes

@ovehlu

Mist

Medanales, NM

The veil of illusion

Swirls around me

The ground solid,

The air thick with

Mystery

My mind reaches out

My body gives out

I swirl with the mist

And find myself amiss

Who am I?

©Sandi Martinez

Up or down

Gerd Altmann

up or down,

I’ve been around

chasing clouds

riding rainbows

face to face

with all the lows

reaching high for the highs

Up or down, I’m up again

who knows when I dive

but that’s not the point is it

the point is to celebrate life

and find it

direction

with intention

©Sandi