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!

  • Sound Made Silent

    Sound Made Silent

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Formally from a place of silent nights New to a home of nights filled with sound You wonder where those…

  • Faith For You

    Faith For You

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells It’s okay If you don’t have faith. I just pray My faith Will be enough For the both of us.

  • 1800 Lessons

    1800 Lessons

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells 1800 – Houses from trees Vacuums of wire sticks Heat unstoppable Layers upon layers Laundered at a tedious boil. Small…

  • Universe Above

    Universe Above

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells How I wish to see the stars How I wish to see the cosmos stretch out before me As an…

  • The Use of A Spotted Mind

    The Use of A Spotted Mind

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We can’t forget about the bad things. We can’t throw away the memories that hurt Or the painful recollections. Without…

  • Bring The Dance

    Bring The Dance

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You bring yourself I’ll bring the music And you and I will tap our feet against the stones And sway…

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 Good company is like a good drug. In it, one feels so elated, As though nothing else matters outside of…

  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We lean further and further back, Balancing on the edge. We persist in pushing the limits Then we’re surprised when…

  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We frolicked through the soft grass, Breeze breathing through our clothes – The sky drifting slowly overhead. The shadows of…