FEATHER

Excerpt from the poem "Feather"

The feather floats down on a gentle breeze...

The boy works up his resolve and goes at it with gusto
it slips past his little fist mocking the boy's youth...

He could walk away and forget about it...
but if he continues to try...

The feather eventually lands on the ground...

he feigns victory over the now lifeless feather
which has become a feather in his cap;
no one the wiser of how it was captured,
only that it was.

GOOD LUCK CHARM

Exceprt from "Good Luck Charm"

I used to believe in good luck, even had a charm;
Sometimes worn on neck, key chain or my arm.
But it never worked, I could not figure out why
Bad situations happened, all I could do was cry.

However the harder I worked with all of my might
My luck got better when I chose to do what was right.
When I finally cast away that childish idol;
Unlimited good luck came to me unbridled.