Words Worth While

An archive of my works and writings

Words Worth settling into

Brew some tea and settle in to my personal library! From photography for the beholder, essays for the cerebral, poems for the dramatist, and stories for the average Walter Mitty. If you are any of these or something in between, this is the place for you!

  • Walking Blind

    Walking Blind

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells My feet and the ground beneath Are nothing but black, All possible hazards lost to the eye. Lantern swinging in…

  • To Ascend

    To Ascend

    Image and poem by Isabelle Sorrells These are the lands of giants, Towers of Babylon that reach through the sky And surpass clouds. Villages and…

  • All I’ve Never Seen

    All I’ve Never Seen

    Image and poem by Isabelle Sorrells Rock on rock, Mountain on mountain, Rivulets of valleys in between. Light is cast down in pools on pieces…

  • Write It All

    Write It All

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Sometimes I want to write until I can’t anymore. Until there are no more words left, until the pages are…

  • A Life To Be Done

    A Life To Be Done

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells How many souls go through life Because it must be done? We all have our days, But how many have…

  • I’m A Wreck

    I’m A Wreck

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I’m blue as the deep ocean, As gray as a turbulent storm. My head sways like a boat in rough…

About Me

Howdy! My name is Isabelle Sorrells. I started this little library in 2021 to share my creations with the world. I may have created these things because I enjoy them, but they last so much longer and matter just a little bit more if others can enjoy them too.

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  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I met you in the night When neon lights lit up the green in your eyes. I might have known…

  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Be still To weild the day And to forget the ticks of time. Drive just to drive, Does it matter…

  • by Isabelle Sorrells A hairy beast sat upon a branch overlooking the roads of a foreign land, the crisp night air wisping through his fur…