Failing

The cut has come on strong as I am strong
The red flows more fast than I am fast
The inhale cannot pace with the exhale
The color fades too far into the pale 
The heart don’t yet know what it ought know

Heart Lore 

Which are the important words
The ones we want made clear
Whose sentiment we underscore
Whose truths we need to hear

It’s key that they not remain words
But values we live out
Let us let them color us 
And show what we’re about

Bellwether 

This Day again 
And this place
Here I move happily up That Hill
At an easily difficult pace
On account of my heart
And all that it hopes and hoped

I close my eyes to make a wish
A steady shutter
A sturdy tripod 
On solid ground
A bellwether
Are all that comes to mind

or Bust

Something different with the heart
Cut and without borders

Snowflake-like to allow a freedom to breathe 
Okayness to flow as it wills

Crackers, bananas 
See sweet sugar chocolate replaced

The good-will of green with sunset orange
Red -May we see red not again