The Peace He Gives

God Created Glow-in-the-Dark a utumn leaves glow on cloudy days   t he sun kissed the trees goodbye   m aking the world look black and white   s howing off like lamps on the street   a gainst the grey backdrop and the sleet   l emon, tangerine, plum, and red colors the trees     t he light shines in the darkness and the darkness shall not overcome it     y ou can see stars inside caves   y ou can see stars inside caves   w ith a light   l iquid drops refle ct   a nd bend the rays   s etting the ceiling   w ith gems and sequins   a mong the crickets and bats and mud   h angs beauty   l ike a palace graced with jewels     t he light shines in the darkness and the darkness shall not overcome it       t he ocean’s bacteria  is  visible at n ight   a  multicolored pool of tiny creatures   make their presence known   a  lightwork party in the un...

"Hold Your Horses" Dust frays And heels dig Ropes tighten And muscles grip A precious thousand-pound Beast Crazed White-eyed Hooves reared and Knuckles white A desperate struggle Pulse of energy Met with stalls Vibrating and electric Movement fenced A held breath Frozen droplets of sweat Two hearts pound Pound in hope To hold To keep What we wait for Wants free By: Megan Token Written: February 2021 This poem was submitted into the 2021 Louisville Poetry Derby, selected in the top 10, and read at the virtual conference. The winners and other selections can be found https://louisville.edu/cchs/poetry-derby To learn about the annual competition, check the Louisville Literary Arts website next spring! PS: Does this poem come from personal experience as a horse girl? Yes, yes it does. Do I still love these crazy animals? Yes, yes I do. 

Candy Story Part 2...       Today I grabbed a handful of chocolate kisses left over from valentine's day (that my mom sent me), and walked across campus to the library with the intent that I would give random people chocolate. I have this weird tendency to not want to talk to random people though, so I found myself still holding most of the chocolates when I entered the library. How do I deal with this fear? My natural instinct is avoidance. So then I walked all around the library placing chocolates at tables where people left there stuff but weren't around. I still had a few left so I finally walked up to someone I knew and gave her chocolates and we had a little short chat. Still had two left, plus one that I was saving for me.  Why is it that I was afraid to talk to people when it shouldn't be about me? Are we like this sometimes with God's love? Are we afraid to give it to others because it means we have to put the social energy forth? I know some people lov...