Category: Poems
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells An ugly thing. She refused to show the world who she was – Insisting on only seeing it through her…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells He squints out through the window in the backseat At the dazzling array of lights. He narrows his eyes and…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I prefer the sun Over the moon, Because the sun fills me with a toxic warmth That toasts my insides…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Through my dreams I know That in reality I could not live without you.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Laying there in the tall grass, The stream at their feet flowing along the rocks, So close their shoulders touch,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Dangling there For so long On so frail a string, She doesn’t know if she wants to try to climb…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You knew he had arrived Before you knew he was there. Like a royal fanfare, He was announced long before…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Can you believe That your world and mine Can be summarized On such a delicate strip For the memory Of…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You say I can’t Do this, or, Say that For so many reasons. While you do things I say you…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells The genie turned to her After sending off all the others To be the people they always dreamed to be.…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I am so grateful To call God my own and that I am His Even more.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We morn the loss of our finder As he hangs on the cross But take joy in knowing That because…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Where is there to run to When you are sick for home, Even when You are already there? It is…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You always say There are clouds in my eyes. But really, My eyes are in the clouds. If only you…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Driving along a lonely road I came across a golden land. It stuck out against the blue above and the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells He sat at a table Fingering the cloth, A perpetual cloud cover above his head. But then a familiar hand…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells The beauty to be found in the world, Family, Friends, People in need. These are all wonderful reasons to live,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Staring at him, Her lips begin to tingle – Then itch, And the only thing that can cure this affliction…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells In the dark, Or in the light of the sun Wherever you are, However you feel, We can all see…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Though these people would never do so She eats to much And he eats to little. She breathes in to…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells To climb over fences And run through buildings we don’t belong. To drive through the night, To eat all the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Where is art? What is art? Its all around us, In the leaves, the trees, The sky, the streams, The…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I walked a path not known to many In search for things I’ve never seen And places I’ve never been.…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I had the scariest dream last night. You were in it. Then you weren’t, And I wanted nothing more than…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Standing high on your pedestal Forever facing the sun, the moon, the stars, and the crowds. Your lyre in hand,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Something so pure, So clean, So earthy, and beautiful Is what I feel When I step outside And breathe it…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You with your brick, your mortar, your clay. You built skyscrapers of knowledge And temples of stories. The rest of…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells The innocent curiosity and absorption my little brother has For such the simplest things Astounds me. He can be so…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Oh the battles we have waged And the villages we have plundered For the sake of our hate. And to…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells It happens all at once And then slowly. Our loss and fall out Of our amore. How could it change…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Air raids And whistles, Bees and bombs. The origins of these vibrations Could be many, Be where they shall return…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Hold me in your arms. If I don’t know when you leave I’ll savor you now.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I go to the moon And I would back again To show you my love.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We are not lovers But we share a love that lasts. The forever kind.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Love was always war Yet not against each other, But for each other.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells When we are in love Stars collide, showering our Hearts in static sparks
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells With her friends She always finds herself on the floor. Her laughter puts her there And the pure laughter that…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells A clear blue sky And the clouds come rolling in. Big, Fluffy, And white. They block the view of anything…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Even when I’m not in the walls The walls are in me. And when I’m in the walls They are…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Rushed on with her friends, They never gave her the time to say How afraid she was – How much…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Some people have felt Or seen The flaw Of themselves among the crowd. The stark contrast As they flow another…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells A ways away, Where we sail to when the wind is high And the tide is strong, Lay our private…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells “How will I find the door,” he asks as he wanders through the dark, “when it opens for me?” He…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells To travel without hurry And to value the process As much as the destination – The ride As valuable as…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells How does one know – How does one prove – What one says They will do? By the action of…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Where is your stranger? The one that peeks out in the mist, Stands out in the dark, And stalks you…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells At what point will you realize – At what point will you see That the view before you Is a…
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