Category: Poems
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I’m ready. Ready for the heat to turn cool, The sun to become kinder, The water colder. I’m ready to…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells She scans the shelves And reads her select few In the chair in the corner; Legs draped over the edge…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You see them together and look away. Anything is more interesting Than that cheesy love, That romantic infatuation that annoys…
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Poem by Isabelle Sorrells Can I pull the heavens down to meet me? I want to go there I want to float among the stars…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I set fire to the world With a single match. Call me a pyromaniac, But call me a high-functioning one;…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I thought I saw Jesus yesterday. Or maybe even Peter. He stood on the water as if it were solid…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I know its illegal, And technically, You don’t know how to skate. But would you hitch a ride with me…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I am surrounded by the dark. The stars have gone from the sky and there aren’t anymore in the ground…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I look at my likeness And wonder what its like on the other side. What does that version of me…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Sometimes I find myself Forgetting I am not alone. And I have control over the lies In my head With…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Different is hard. Very hard. And its, Well, Different. But you know what? Its better than being the same as…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I have heard and read, What I believe to be a lie. “Show, don’t tell.” A piece of advice given…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We can be infinite. But we don’t have to be infinite forever in time, Just for forever now.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells It is a wonderful thing When you make that choice, That change in lifestyle. You are granted a beautiful freedom…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells The letter B, The sky, Forget-me-nots, The ocean, Sadness, Your mother’s china, Cobalt, And a firetruck in Texas? With white?…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells They are a celebration of many things; Of how many years we have survived on this earth, Or, more darkly…
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Poem and Image by Isabelle Sorrells The berth of my death Is warm And cerulean With light cast down into its depths in beams. It…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells When the sun hits those eyes of yours, Everything I am doing, Everything I am thinking Stops. I am caught…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Everything tinted blue Suspended in a liquid anti-gravity. Limited air, Pressure of the silence ambient. You float above me And…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Why would I look at the sky, When the stars in his eyes are so breath-takingly bright?
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells There is no better feeling than sitting around the fire with friends on a cool summer’s eve. Laughter in the…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I want to come down, But my mind resists. I remember what the ground is like, But I don’t weigh…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Unforgiveness, It burns like a fire. Warming the bones, Scorching those close enough to touch. Fueled by righteous fury and…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells A never-ending ocean of white lights, But at a closer examination Galaxies of possibilities are born in our imagination, Kindling…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells A man with a van Is a family man. Or, a homicidal pedophile. Its a fine line.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I love the airport. Busy ones – of course. The faces, The stories, The feeling of community With the shared…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells It’s beautiful How each shade stands out in the world And blends together in harmony. How one pigment can so…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I severely Underestimated The importance Of casual skin to skin connection — Real human contact — Until I was suddenly…
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Photo and poem by Isabelle Sorrells Looking up at the fluffy elephants, Castles in the azure, And the illuminated pigments of dusk and twilight I…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Phantom ships Floating in and out Of the mist. There and gone, Your mind doubting it they were ever there.…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Can you be One with the ocean? I should say so, For those who explore its depths And swim with…
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Allusion anyone? A poem by Isabelle Sorrells We danced together under the moon – Pale as it was. With so little to see But our…
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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…
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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…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Hands unshackled, Legs free to run as they please – But trapped inside. Unable To Captivate my own thoughts as…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Whatever is teen life but hormones, angst, and eternal youth with so little time?
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Poem and Image by Isabelle Sorrells Double doors of wood and glass Standing on the tenth floor, Old and unused. Chipped paint, Cracking panes Blocking…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Flowers in by boots, Clouds in my hair. Yellow grass above me, Red air beneath me. Plato the jilted planet…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Come with me darling, and we’ll fly through the depths. We’ll drive the clouds! You and I will cruise across…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Can you take the leap? Can you summon the courage To place your trust In the cerulean liquid sky? Can…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells You are the moon to my ocean, Pulling me toward you; Making my waves, And yet, I can’t manage to…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells Nous consommé les mots comme l’air nous respirons. *** We consumed the words like the air we breathe.
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells In these times, Nothing else matters. Not our dreams, Not our work, Not our worries or fears. Just you, Me,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells The sun is cruel and it is kind. It makes me feel alive and at times dead. It fills me…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells They say minorities are Suppressed by the color white But they continue to say that word Minority. Is white really…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I yearn for it. To bask in its warmth. To close my eyes And to turn my chin to the…
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Poem and image created by Isabelle Sorrells These things attached to me Thin spider’s silk Gleaming in the light. Strands of glass Unbreakable. One lifts,…
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I was living in death Until He rescued me And showed me What it truly means to be alive eternal
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A poem by Isabelle Sorrells I don’t want a boy to tell me how pretty I am. I know that. I just want to know…
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The poem by Isabelle Sorrells We all want people to recognize the strength of women. But it’s gone so far as we need them to…
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