Some people only see basic colors like red, green, purple, yellow, and blue.
There are millions of each shades that I see within each of the hues.
Teals, cyans, golden colors and even black, greys and white.
Clouds can be lace, cotton, milk, ivory or snowflake bright.
Teals are in between blues and greens.
There are over millions of shades of of those in between.
When I was a kid and wanted to color or paint hues.
The lack of crayon choices in the boxes would seem quite few.
We live in a world some see as white and black.
Color vision is not something
I lack.
I have to wear polarized sunglasses at times to block out the sun.
Too much visual light can give  me a  headache. Not fun.

I like to focus on one task
at a time.
As each poem I
do rhyme.
I don't like a lot of abstract theories
over analyzed.
Mumbo jumbo talk is a headache with conversation paralyzed.
I don't mind the chatterboxes that have a lot to say.
Just don't give me rambling about a million other points of views all day.
Focus on what you think, stop stuttering with your thought.
Get it out slready.
Time is ticking.... tik tok!_
Like drums have a beat and words have a rhythm too.
Words put together can be confusing without structure hue.
Somestimes people say things that make no sense.
They seem scattered, hyped up and act all tense.
Focus on what you want me
to hear.
Focus on what you say.  I have no problem with talkers,  I just like them to be clear.

The scent of lake water or fresh
ocean breeze,
nearby forests of moss, pine, juniper and
summer green leaves.
the birds chirping, singing in trees.
The summer sun sparkles its spotlight
across the lake.
Live, explore, hike, swim....
the day is yours to take!
This land, in awe, so captivating with
mountains majestic;  "oh can't you see?
Awake, and adventure in beautiful, summer of
captivating... BC.

@ Sherri G Harder

Rising up from the tears
I've cried.
Surviving storms from heartbreaks
tried.
Obstacles that have been;  
I now erase.
Once again, I find
my place.
The sad world we live in, I cannot
defend.
Some won't take a helping
hand, some fake and just just pretend.
Where is our honor and
chivalry?
Where is compassion that we
cannot see?
Everyone is in it for themselves.
We're not ornaments....
out on shelves.
I will not conform to that...
"No way!"
Better to kneel to God
and pray.
For He is the only truth and
way.
"Oh Lord guide me through each
night and day."
As I break free from doubts that try
to tear me apart;
I know my faith lives on inside me...
never to part.
I know where I have struggled through,
who I am, and where I came from.
in the end, I always know that through Christ
I have the strength to overcome.

@ Sherri G Harder

In this life you'll find there many
heartaches and pain.
Some people stay and many go to
never see again.
Don't let the ones that leave, ever
bring you down.
Be the best that you can be, and turn
around that frown.
Its okay to cry sometimes, for it shows
your human empathy.
It helps to recover from social sadness,
or anxiety.
Just be the best that you can be.
You don't always have an answer;
don't be afraid to look.
Life is like a journey,
not a perfect storybook.
Don't be afraid....don't let
people walk all over you.
Keep it real, keep
it true.
Keep your self together and head
held high.
Don't be afraid to show emotion.
Its okay to cry.
Let go of anger, grudges and
the pain.
You'll see the light of who you
are again.
You will find and you will see....
that you can be the best that
you can be,

@ Sherri G Harder

I take to path and walk my
journeys road.
I with thee, take what I need
of burdens load.
Through forest pines adrift,
towering to the sky,
with mountain castle walls nearby, I put
aside my fears to appreciate what's here.
Breathe in breathe out so fresh...
the crisp, cool...daunting air.
My journeys path; a humbling stand,
I am in awe of thee.
God's precious landscape.....camera in hand,
I hike and be so free.
His splendor artwork fills the air
and not forsaken.
For I walk the journey with the Lord as
I take the path less taken.

@ Sherri G Harder

Castle walls I've built
within my heart.
Castle walls lay ground to
tear the enemy apart.

Knights in armor;
guarding me well.
No ocean currants or armies
can near me dwell.
The armor I wear,
many do not see.
Its my protective shield...
in faith, I'm free.

Castle walls built higher
over the years.
Some guards let down,
yet no more tears.
Castle walls of armies,
not of brick.
In my mind, through walls....
can't trick.

My knights fight at command
with high, majestic sword.
The battle won with mighty truth...
of God's word.

@ Sherri G Harder