Of all the things
Which have ever been written
That would change
A person’s life,
Or make a lasting impression,
May these words
Find their place
And be welcomed.
May the sound of them
Bring Joy, delight to the ears
Which hear them--
Really hear them.
May their fragrance
Be as blossoms
Upon the Peach Tree
Drifting thru fresh spring air.
These words from our Father:
“Cannot but love you,
For you are my Creation,
Of my own thought, and making.
Truly a beauty to behold.”
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All Rights Reserved
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Time of the Hickory Sky
My life covered with a Hickory Sky
Quite beautiful, but hard, dense, unyielding
No light of joy able to edge its way through
And now the broken child, living under the Hickory Sky
Healed by the Father’s Great Loving Hand
Able to smile again
Able to laugh and find joy in small moments.
Remnants of the Hickory Sky fell on me,
Losing their power as they fell.
I stepped out from under their bareness
To gaze up into open heavens of azure blue.
Copyright© Carolyn L. Sorrell – All Rights Reserved
LIFE WENT ON
The wind, it rustles the leaves
Of that cottonwood,
The one where I buried you
In cold, hard ground
Away from those you loved.
The snow, it covers your tomb,
But I still come to stand over you,
Watching robins
On branches above, twitter and sing.
The sun,
It beats down
Scorching the earth
That covers you,
Baking the sod.
But still I come,
And stand over you,
And speak in low whispers
Telling you about the kids.
And how they’ve grown.
Asking you to tell me
What it’s like where you are.
Is it wonderful?
Remarkable, dazzling?
Majestic beyond words?
When can I come and join you?
My heart is there already.
I have no words to describe
My sorrow that life went on
Without you.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright September 2005 – All Rights Reserved
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ONE WITH THE CLOUDS
I need to be one
With the Clouds today.
The Beauty and Wonder
Of the Sky must flood my Soul.
Soft heavenly shapes
Must invade my lonely
Broken Heart today.
They will push their way in…
Those lovely, gray silhouettes…
And remove the darkness
That has resided there for so long.
Their softness will displace my rough edges
And I will be one with the clouds
And the gentleness I once knew
Shall return.
Carolyn L. Sorrell © Copyright February 2006 – All Rights Reserved
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O Firefly sunset…
What crimson streaks of beauty
Adorn your canvas sky
What liquid fragrance
Rare, Angelic…
Soars on gentle wing
God hath made thee
More stunning
Than Solomon’s gold,
More brilliant
Than all the diamonds
Of Africa.
Carolyn L. Sorrell © Copyright February 2006 – All Rights Reserved
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I see my life like
A virgin wrapped in a blanket of pure joy
I see my life like
Large raindrops falling on a pond
Splashing
I see my life like
A journey that ends and then begins anew
Where have these many years of seeking led me?
What have I found at the end of the Rainbow?
Was it worth it?
April 17, 2011 1:29am
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I see my life like water
Falling off a tall cliff,
Gracefully descending
Into teal pools of liquid.
Formless crystal puddles,
Sparkling…at moments, so lovely.
I see my life like eddies of ocean foam;
Shall it form the shape of the clouds above?
Or shall it wash into the rocks and disappear?
I see my life like so many leaves
Fallen from autumn trees,
All golden and tan…
When is Spring?
C.L. Sorrell © May 24, 2009 – All Rights Reserved
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I see my life like
Water stirred
By Monsters
Emerging
Untold depths.
I see my life like
Distant smoke
Drifting across
Purple mountains;
A haze and no more.
I see my life like
Fountains
Springing up from the earth,
An underground pool
It’s source.
I see my life like
Clouds drifting
Lazily
Upon blue horizon.
A morning more perfect
Than the rest;
A day left without
Reckoning.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All rights Reserved
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I see my life like
Flashes of Light
And then Shadow
Fading in and out
Of focus.
I see my life like
Trees with withered leaves
On the south side
All bright green
To the north.
I see my life like
A poem that yearns to be spoken
That screams to be understood
And then falls to the ground
Unheard.
I see my life like
Candy…
Sticky, gooey
But not sweet –
Bitter.
November 28, 2008
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I see my life like…
Rains that fall
On mountaintops
Filling valleys to overflow.
I see my life like…
A Fire, out of control--
Strong, raging,
Damaging as it burns.
I see my life like…
Snow serenely falling
On dark, cold days
Blanketing the hills.
I see my life like…
Wind sweeping the earth
Tossing debris about,
Bringing tides of change.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All rights Reserved
Which have ever been written
That would change
A person’s life,
Or make a lasting impression,
May these words
Find their place
And be welcomed.
May the sound of them
Bring Joy, delight to the ears
Which hear them--
Really hear them.
May their fragrance
Be as blossoms
Upon the Peach Tree
Drifting thru fresh spring air.
These words from our Father:
“Cannot but love you,
For you are my Creation,
Of my own thought, and making.
Truly a beauty to behold.”
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All Rights Reserved
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Time of the Hickory Sky
My life covered with a Hickory Sky
Quite beautiful, but hard, dense, unyielding
No light of joy able to edge its way through
And now the broken child, living under the Hickory Sky
Healed by the Father’s Great Loving Hand
Able to smile again
Able to laugh and find joy in small moments.
Remnants of the Hickory Sky fell on me,
Losing their power as they fell.
I stepped out from under their bareness
To gaze up into open heavens of azure blue.
Copyright© Carolyn L. Sorrell – All Rights Reserved
LIFE WENT ON
The wind, it rustles the leaves
Of that cottonwood,
The one where I buried you
In cold, hard ground
Away from those you loved.
The snow, it covers your tomb,
But I still come to stand over you,
Watching robins
On branches above, twitter and sing.
The sun,
It beats down
Scorching the earth
That covers you,
Baking the sod.
But still I come,
And stand over you,
And speak in low whispers
Telling you about the kids.
And how they’ve grown.
Asking you to tell me
What it’s like where you are.
Is it wonderful?
Remarkable, dazzling?
Majestic beyond words?
When can I come and join you?
My heart is there already.
I have no words to describe
My sorrow that life went on
Without you.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright September 2005 – All Rights Reserved
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
ONE WITH THE CLOUDS
I need to be one
With the Clouds today.
The Beauty and Wonder
Of the Sky must flood my Soul.
Soft heavenly shapes
Must invade my lonely
Broken Heart today.
They will push their way in…
Those lovely, gray silhouettes…
And remove the darkness
That has resided there for so long.
Their softness will displace my rough edges
And I will be one with the clouds
And the gentleness I once knew
Shall return.
Carolyn L. Sorrell © Copyright February 2006 – All Rights Reserved
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
O Firefly sunset…
What crimson streaks of beauty
Adorn your canvas sky
What liquid fragrance
Rare, Angelic…
Soars on gentle wing
God hath made thee
More stunning
Than Solomon’s gold,
More brilliant
Than all the diamonds
Of Africa.
Carolyn L. Sorrell © Copyright February 2006 – All Rights Reserved
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I see my life like
A virgin wrapped in a blanket of pure joy
I see my life like
Large raindrops falling on a pond
Splashing
I see my life like
A journey that ends and then begins anew
Where have these many years of seeking led me?
What have I found at the end of the Rainbow?
Was it worth it?
April 17, 2011 1:29am
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I see my life like water
Falling off a tall cliff,
Gracefully descending
Into teal pools of liquid.
Formless crystal puddles,
Sparkling…at moments, so lovely.
I see my life like eddies of ocean foam;
Shall it form the shape of the clouds above?
Or shall it wash into the rocks and disappear?
I see my life like so many leaves
Fallen from autumn trees,
All golden and tan…
When is Spring?
C.L. Sorrell © May 24, 2009 – All Rights Reserved
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I see my life like
Water stirred
By Monsters
Emerging
Untold depths.
I see my life like
Distant smoke
Drifting across
Purple mountains;
A haze and no more.
I see my life like
Fountains
Springing up from the earth,
An underground pool
It’s source.
I see my life like
Clouds drifting
Lazily
Upon blue horizon.
A morning more perfect
Than the rest;
A day left without
Reckoning.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All rights Reserved
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
I see my life like
Flashes of Light
And then Shadow
Fading in and out
Of focus.
I see my life like
Trees with withered leaves
On the south side
All bright green
To the north.
I see my life like
A poem that yearns to be spoken
That screams to be understood
And then falls to the ground
Unheard.
I see my life like
Candy…
Sticky, gooey
But not sweet –
Bitter.
November 28, 2008
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
I see my life like…
Rains that fall
On mountaintops
Filling valleys to overflow.
I see my life like…
A Fire, out of control--
Strong, raging,
Damaging as it burns.
I see my life like…
Snow serenely falling
On dark, cold days
Blanketing the hills.
I see my life like…
Wind sweeping the earth
Tossing debris about,
Bringing tides of change.
Carolyn L. Sorrell – Copyright 2004 – All rights Reserved