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🔥Warning🔥 This poem contains vivid descriptions of wildfires and may be triggering for some readers. It is intended to honor the resilience and hope of those affected by wildfires, and to raise awareness about the impact of these disasters. †*****************† California's coastal hills, where cypress trees once swayed. Now ablaze, as flames engulf and hearts are dismayed. The inferno's fury, wild and free. Leaves scars that only time can see. To those who've lost their homes, once full of laughter and tears. Now reduced to ashes, memories, and all the passing years. May comfort find its way to you, and memories of joy forever shine through. I stand with you, through smoke and flames. Through every step of the rebuilding journey's pains. With a heart that cares, and a spirit that aspires. My sympathies are with you, like a burning fire. May the United States' spirit prevail. Through trials and tribulations, never fail: may the resilience of its people ...

Until Morning Comes: Poems of Love, Loss and Longing is a poignant and evocative collection that delves into the complexities of the human experience. Through a rich tapestry of words, the poets masterfully weave together themes of love, loss, and longing, creating a work that resonates deeply with readers. In this blog post, we'll explore some extended discussion questions that invite readers to immerse themselves in the emotional depth of this remarkable collection. Discussion Questions: Love: The Complexity of Human Connection. The poems in "Until Morning Comes" define love in all its forms, from romantic love to familial love and self-love. Which poems resonated with you the most in terms of exploring the complexities of love?  How do the poems portray the intersection of love and vulnerability?  Consider the ways in which the poets use symbols and metaphors to represent love, and how these recurring images contribute to the collection's emotional impa...

As morning sunshine lights the day, A birthday dawns, in a special way. For Chrissaint Trivett, a writer true, A celebration awaits, with words anew. With pen in hand,Amidst the Inferno's Roar you weave your spell. Crafting stories that transport us well. Your words, a gift, to hearts and minds. A treasure trove, of imagination's finds. Today, we honor you, dear Chrissaint Trivett.  A master wordsmith, with a heart that's set.  On your special day, may joy resound, And your love for words continue to abound. May your birthday be filled with delight. As you celebrate, through day and night. May your pen never falter, nor your heart lose cheer, Happy birthday, dear Chrissaint Trivett, may your dreams draw near! Courtesy  Boonconnect

🍁 Disclaimer 🍁 This poem is a work of fiction inspired by real-life events. The views and opinions expressed in this poem are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of any individual, organization, or government. The poem is intended to promote empathy, understanding, and peace. Courtesy ,  Chrissaint Trivett , Author. 🌹*******************🌹 By the ruins of Mariupol, we sat and wept.  Our hearts heavy with sorrow, our spirits slept.  The memories of peace, a distant, fading light.  A bittersweet reminder of our lost delight. In this besieged city, we hung our hopes on high. A symbol of our resilience, our mournful sigh, The bombs of war, a constant, deadly stream.  A reminder of our struggle, our future unseen. Through streets once filled with laughter, now death does reign.   The echoes of our footsteps, a haunting, mournful refrain.  We search for solace, a respite from the pain. A fleeting glimpse of hope, amidst...

In the depths of my soul, a seed lies dormant.  A lotus bud, waiting for spiritual ferment. Nourished by faith, it begins to unfold,  Petals of love, compassion, and wisdom to hold. The muddy waters of doubt and fear, Cannot tarnish its beauty, now crystal clear.  For in the light of divine guidance. It rises, unsoiled, to spiritual significance. Its stem, a pillar of strength and might,  Supports the bloom of inner light.  The fragrance of forgiveness and peace,  Fills the air, a sacred release. As the sun shines, its beauty's revealed.  A radiant reflection, soul and spirit healed.  In the lotus's majestic, gentle sway,   I find my true self, come what may.

Verse 1: In unity we stand, our nation's might, One people, one heart, shining bright. With faith and hope, we pave the way, For a brighter future, starting today. Chorus : We are one, we are as one, United we rise, till the day is won. With hearts united, we'll forever stand,  One nation, one people, hand in hand. Verse 2: With integrity and courage bold, Our legacy will forever unfold. Through strength and perseverance true, the world will recognize our crew. Chorus: We are one, we are as one, United we rise, till the day is won, With hearts united, we'll forever stand,  One nation, one people, hand in hand. Bridge: We'll strive to forge our own destiny.  Creating prosperity for all to see, What our forebears could not achieve, we'll accomplish, our spirits freed. Chorus: We are one, we are as one, United we rise, till the day is won, With hearts united, we'll forever stand, One nation, one people, hand in hand. Grab a copy of 'The Hills of Poe...

A child needs parental care and might,  To guide them through life's plodding night, If parents neglect their moral right,  Intruders and false influences take flight,  They blow the child off course, it's true,  And indigenous values are lost anew. When the future arrives, the child goes astray. And becomes wayward, lost, without a say. Let's help our children survive and thrive, By teaching them moral values to stay alive, Let's be their guiding light, their shining star,  And help them navigate near and far. With moral care, they'll find their way, And a happy moment will dawn each day, Let's nurture them with love and gentle care, And help them grow into responsible adults, with flair.