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!

  • Dance With The…

    Dance With The…

    Allusion anyone? A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We danced together under the moon – Pale as it was. With so little to see But our…

  • Let’s Do This

    Let’s Do This

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Can you blame me For just wanting to pack up in a van with a friend, With more friends in…

  • The Eleventh Plague

    The Eleventh Plague

    Short Story and Image by Isabelle Sorrells 2993 AD – The Beginning  We were ungrateful. Ungrateful and bored. But we always found things to fill…

  • Butterflies

    Butterflies

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells There are butterflies inside this cage of mine, Holding my stomach and heart together. They flutter about, Speeding up the…

  • Self-Discipline (Lack Thereof)

    Self-Discipline (Lack Thereof)

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Hands unshackled, Legs free to run as they please – But trapped inside. Unable To Captivate my own thoughts as…

  • 12:40 AM

    12:40 AM

    A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Whatever is teen life but hormones, angst, and eternal youth with so little time?

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 pray that My thoughts, My actions, My words Please the Lord. And sometimes, No matter what I try, That’s…

  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I want to be small, Strong, And moveable by Him To be chosen for the slingshot By and for His…

  • A poem by Isabelle Sorrells In the few seconds she’s in the air All she feels is fear and the Thrill. She plunges into the…