#1001, Death

I can’t believe I’ve reached the end of this challenge. The 1001st poem. It’s been eye opening to do this. It also does not mean I will stop writing. Poems it just means I will alternate them between stories from now on.

The end does come

There is no stopping or delaying 

The inevitable 

You also can’t spend all you days

Trying to



Days of your life, instead

Live the days you have

In the best ways possible

#970, Miracles


I see miracles



In the small things which come with

Just being alive

A soft rain

A baby newborn

Floating clouds

A sea’s shore

The earth, the moon and the stars

Helping those in need 

A stray smile

A small sprouting seed

God shows us 

He’s still there 

In the miracles around

Take the time to look


Will truly be f