Category: Poems
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pixels If you keep looking at the ground How else would you know the stars are…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels Created as we are To imitate, What else is there to do But create?
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels How long will she last the storm? With each pitch and jump, bow over stern,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels The waves have lolled the Spanish off his tongue, Have splashed the salt upon his…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels How a place of mystic is removed To reality When one sees a place through…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels In a place of paradise We find reasons to love our home all the more.…
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Poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels Into the deep the rays reach, Stretching down To turn black and nothing Into blue in…
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A poem and image by Isabelle Sorrells Because you have shown me how to see, To search, to find – The people, sunsets, memories for…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels It’s the little things – Simple and small, Which show your love is mine after…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels The past has gone in its solitude that I own. The present is swiftly falling…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels We were not meant to be cooked But to be just right. So we fight…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels These waters that shine push our sails into the twilight of our affections. Nights at…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels As the artist paints beauty upon his canvas So do the people as they live…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels What new frontiers await? As an astronaut on the globe He shall flit across the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels This is an end To begin. But how do I know if beginning is for…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels Show her reality Because she can no longer see its beauty and truth. It is…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels Under the sun The waves of the sea Shine in the swell; But as the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels One sees an ugly place, Bland and unlivable. Yet it holds the lives of families…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells and a photo from Pexels On the surface it may be a barren wasteland, A decimation of what once was.…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells As surely as does the beginning await an end Do the sands billow and rest Where once was green and…
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Poem by Isabelle Sorrells He might forget the sound of his own laugh But he would never forget hers.
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Image and poem by Isabelle Sorrells I wander, race, and climb To distances and heights So I can see. I search for something to occupy…
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by Isabelle Sorrells This joy that brings me to tears can only be Yours.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I am yours God! God, I am yours! Who would I be without you? Nothing and no one. You bring…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I may not be good But He is. He is In me – So I ain’t worried.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Our air is never new. It is breathed in And released from our bodies in a new form Only to…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells She talked about the ology of thes And he liked to talk about the beauty of trees. He didn’t like…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Pirouette and plie and twirls in the air All landed on grinding and shifting stone. The wind blew To ruffle…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Her lips were lined with rouge. Daily she was adorned If not to show off her joy, To sign her…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I tried this And I failed that And all that was left was hope. In the end The battle was…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Were you ever a falling star? You walk about as if the ground pulls you down, As if the very…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells If it is necessary for me to include you Then you must include me. But you can’t include me without…
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Poem and Image by Isabelle Sorrells Place your joy in the Lord. Find the joy of Him. Rely on it, And He will show you…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells She was a blur – Recognizable, barely, But agonizingly out of focus. He wanted to capture her image, To know…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Emerge from the caverns of your soul, Pull yourself up from your miseries And use them as the stairs to…
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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…
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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…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Gravity in mind and body take over, Pulling me deeper into the ground and the night. This is a place…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells This fire inside It will not just burn, But with it You will penetrate the night And soar To bring…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Reach for the flowers For who knows how long they will bloom? Climb the arms of the great oak, How…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We drove through the town that once was home. I saw old schools, Old houses, And old friends on the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells To love And love again. That is the challenge And the greatest honor. Day by day, Heartbreak by heart soar.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Do I want to live forever? Of course not! I already do. I know I will die But I know…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I must confess I am writing of you even now. If not by book or machine, By ink or by…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Running through trees And across land known only to the wilds, We feel confident in our ability to tame. But…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells To be surrounded by green pastures And rolling hills like the sea Stretching far and wide And disappearing within the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Poetry is the land upon which we roam and the sky upon which we gaze, The places we seek and…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I don’t wish to be in other worlds Or to forever vanish into the abyss of fictional pages As an…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Only in poetry And the world of expression Can they remain. Ominously they will be them – Strangers Without definition.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells It is not what they say that weakens me so, It is what they say that I may believe or…
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