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You become what you think about.
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The Flower and the Bee

If you were to open me up,

What you would find,

Is your other half.

Therefore I urge you,

To dive inside me,

So that our essence may fuse.

From within this union,

A seed’s conceived,

And I, in turn, shall transform.

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Copyright © 1986-2017. Alan Salé 

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You become what you think about.
Written by AlSalehi
The Flower and the Bee
If you were to open me up,
What you would find,
Is your other half.

Therefore I urge you,
To dive inside me,
So that our essence may fuse.

From within this union,
A seed’s conceived,
And I, in turn, shall transform.


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Deal With the Devil
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction

Damned

If it were possible,

I would have danced with God

in the Sunlight.

But he never came to me.

And now that the song has ended…

seeing no available chairs

beneath the eclipsed moon…

may the Devil

have mercy,

on my soul.

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Deal With the Devil
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction
Damned
If it were possible,
I would have danced with God
in the Sunlight.
But he never came to me.

And now that the song has ended…
seeing no available chairs
beneath the eclipsed moon…
may the Devil
have mercy,
on my soul.


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Façadia & Petrolia

Long, long, ago…

there was land,

vast and beautiful,

its soil lined with gold,

its sky the bluest blue,

and its oceans filled with life.

The harvest fruitful

and the fruits were harvested.

Hidden amidst two oceans,

and guarded by tall mountains,

the land of Façadia,

was the land of opportunity.

Though the land had enjoyed countless years of peace, an attack on its soil had opened the people’s eyes to the reality that there was a need for a younger, stronger king who would lead them in this battle against evil.

Though the King Leaf I, was wise,

he was much too old to carry out the task at hand.

He wanted to establish a dynasty and that was his vision for his land…

his son, Prince Leaf.

There was a legacy of a king who was a philanderer and a womanizer, who was more interested in matters of the flesh than matters of diplomacy.

King Leaf I decided that never again will his country forsake its values like it did under the ancient legacy and rule of King Peyronie. This was the reason why it was critical to make sure that the right person succeeds him;

although he favored his son, he had to prove him worthy to the people.

Tournaments were held to choose the best nobleman

for the succession of the king.

All the king’s men attended, as well as many well trained and equipped knights from all four corners of the land.

After years of competition, the final knights at the Oval table were:

Prince Leaf, Sir Roarabore,

and Lord Gold-digger.

The King saw to it that the tournaments were held promptly and justly,

and that everyone in the empire had a chance to participate.

(Voters kept away).

The battles were long and tiring

and in the end, the young prince,

the only candidate who justly deserved the position, prevailed.

(His opponent wins the majority).

The humble victor, gave his supporters a royal salute in honor of their efforts and thus began the destiny and legacy of

KING Don Quixote LEAF II.

(Shows the people that they’re ‘# 1’).

Soon after the new king took the throne, happiness and prosperity

flooded the country.

(Economy breakdown).

Since growth and security were strengthened, the king decided to

reach out a helping hand to other civilizations in need.

King Leaf II’s dignitaries brought word from abroad that an evil ruler,

King Sodom had advanced his plans to take over the world with the help of his wizards and their secret potions

thought to be the

deadliest concoctions known to man.

(Weapons of Mass Destruction).

The only thing that stood in Sodom’s way was the great might of Façadia, which had to be destroyed.

The king decided to wage a preemptive attack to save the world from Sodom’s evil.

He assembled a group of his strongest knights, to set sail towards Sodom’s evil lair armed with the finest weapons.

Our hero King Leaf II dawned his silver helmet and his golden shield.

(Cowboy hat).

On the way he established alliances with rulers of other lands, one of which was the Queen of the old world.

She was the most powerful and beautiful woman the world had ever seen.

It wasn’t long till the Queen fell deeply in love with the

King’s charm and character.

She offered to help and sent her lead Knight backed by his best men, to aid the king on his conquest.

As the king was leaving the old land, her parting words were:

“I may be a queen, but my soul is forever your slave.”

The evil ruler heard of the king Leaf’s intentions to bring peace to the world and got ready for war.

King Leaf crossed the borders and attacked Sodom’s army with full force.

In no time, Sodom’s troops were fleeing in every direction,

and the palace was surrounded.

Sodom’s men were made to pledge allegiance to Façadia,

and Sodom was captured by King Leaf and brought to justice.

(Still awaiting trial).

King Leaf had the whole kingdom search for Sodom’s secret potions,

but as it was reported,

Sodom’s loyal wizards had hidden them in hopes of one day having Sodom come back to power.

(Never found).

King Leaf was criticized by his counterparts in foreign lands for they did not believe that a poor broken ruler such as Sodom could ever possess such might, but King leaf never lost hope and kept searching.

He may not have found the potions but he found something even more valuable.

He came about the legendary fabled treasure of Petrolia that had been treasured for so many years

by King Sodom and his people.

(Black Gold).

The people of Petrolia were never happier.

(Abuse of civilians and prisoners).

King leaf brought justice to the ordinary people and divided Sodom’s treasure among the poor.

(The poor investors of the free world).

Petrolia had seen peace for the first time in years and the people of the world could rest assured that there was a benevolent King in power.

(Protestors plead for an end to war).

Wealthy,

Proud,

and more loved than ever

by people of every land,

our hero returns to Façadia

to bask in the glory of his victory.

Parades were thrown in his honor by the people across the land as everyone rejoiced in anticipation of the years of peace that laid ahead for the world.

And everyone lived happily ever after… **

(As the war continues).*

*The Illustrations a Pictures to this Children’s book for Adults,

is available in the full version of the book.

**A fictional account for kids of the historical election between George W. Bush and Al Gore. The story continues on to detail the events that followed President George W. Bush’s first term. The story paints a Don Quixote like persona of a somewhat lost leader who is searching for non-existent windmills of mass destruction. This story aims to simplify one of the most arguably bizarre periods of time in American history.

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Written by AlSalehi in portal Trident Media Group
Façadia & Petrolia
Long, long, ago…
there was land,
vast and beautiful,
its soil lined with gold,
its sky the bluest blue,
and its oceans filled with life.
The harvest fruitful
and the fruits were harvested.
Hidden amidst two oceans,
and guarded by tall mountains,
the land of Façadia,
was the land of opportunity.

Though the land had enjoyed countless years of peace, an attack on its soil had opened the people’s eyes to the reality that there was a need for a younger, stronger king who would lead them in this battle against evil.

Though the King Leaf I, was wise,
he was much too old to carry out the task at hand.

He wanted to establish a dynasty and that was his vision for his land…
his son, Prince Leaf.

There was a legacy of a king who was a philanderer and a womanizer, who was more interested in matters of the flesh than matters of diplomacy.

King Leaf I decided that never again will his country forsake its values like it did under the ancient legacy and rule of King Peyronie. This was the reason why it was critical to make sure that the right person succeeds him;
although he favored his son, he had to prove him worthy to the people.

Tournaments were held to choose the best nobleman
for the succession of the king.
All the king’s men attended, as well as many well trained and equipped knights from all four corners of the land.

After years of competition, the final knights at the Oval table were:
Prince Leaf, Sir Roarabore,
and Lord Gold-digger.
The King saw to it that the tournaments were held promptly and justly,
and that everyone in the empire had a chance to participate.
(Voters kept away).

The battles were long and tiring
and in the end, the young prince,
the only candidate who justly deserved the position, prevailed.
(His opponent wins the majority).

The humble victor, gave his supporters a royal salute in honor of their efforts and thus began the destiny and legacy of
KING Don Quixote LEAF II.
(Shows the people that they’re ‘# 1’).

Soon after the new king took the throne, happiness and prosperity
flooded the country.
(Economy breakdown).

Since growth and security were strengthened, the king decided to
reach out a helping hand to other civilizations in need.

King Leaf II’s dignitaries brought word from abroad that an evil ruler,
King Sodom had advanced his plans to take over the world with the help of his wizards and their secret potions
thought to be the
deadliest concoctions known to man.
(Weapons of Mass Destruction).

The only thing that stood in Sodom’s way was the great might of Façadia, which had to be destroyed.

The king decided to wage a preemptive attack to save the world from Sodom’s evil.

He assembled a group of his strongest knights, to set sail towards Sodom’s evil lair armed with the finest weapons.

Our hero King Leaf II dawned his silver helmet and his golden shield.
(Cowboy hat).

On the way he established alliances with rulers of other lands, one of which was the Queen of the old world.

She was the most powerful and beautiful woman the world had ever seen.

It wasn’t long till the Queen fell deeply in love with the
King’s charm and character.

She offered to help and sent her lead Knight backed by his best men, to aid the king on his conquest.

As the king was leaving the old land, her parting words were:
“I may be a queen, but my soul is forever your slave.”

The evil ruler heard of the king Leaf’s intentions to bring peace to the world and got ready for war.

King Leaf crossed the borders and attacked Sodom’s army with full force.

In no time, Sodom’s troops were fleeing in every direction,
and the palace was surrounded.

Sodom’s men were made to pledge allegiance to Façadia,
and Sodom was captured by King Leaf and brought to justice.
(Still awaiting trial).

King Leaf had the whole kingdom search for Sodom’s secret potions,
but as it was reported,
Sodom’s loyal wizards had hidden them in hopes of one day having Sodom come back to power.
(Never found).

King Leaf was criticized by his counterparts in foreign lands for they did not believe that a poor broken ruler such as Sodom could ever possess such might, but King leaf never lost hope and kept searching.

He may not have found the potions but he found something even more valuable.

He came about the legendary fabled treasure of Petrolia that had been treasured for so many years
by King Sodom and his people.
(Black Gold).

The people of Petrolia were never happier.
(Abuse of civilians and prisoners).

King leaf brought justice to the ordinary people and divided Sodom’s treasure among the poor.
(The poor investors of the free world).

Petrolia had seen peace for the first time in years and the people of the world could rest assured that there was a benevolent King in power.
(Protestors plead for an end to war).

Wealthy,
Proud,
and more loved than ever
by people of every land,
our hero returns to Façadia
to bask in the glory of his victory.

Parades were thrown in his honor by the people across the land as everyone rejoiced in anticipation of the years of peace that laid ahead for the world.

And everyone lived happily ever after… **

(As the war continues).*

*The Illustrations a Pictures to this Children’s book for Adults,
is available in the full version of the book.

**A fictional account for kids of the historical election between George W. Bush and Al Gore. The story continues on to detail the events that followed President George W. Bush’s first term. The story paints a Don Quixote like persona of a somewhat lost leader who is searching for non-existent windmills of mass destruction. This story aims to simplify one of the most arguably bizarre periods of time in American history.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
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Up In Smoke: Craft a shortstory, drabble, vignette, or poem that features, includes, or describes the act of smoking.
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction

Gotta Light

Socially glamorized is my addiction.

With grandfathered approval

it branches out

bronchially,

through generations,

exponentially & carcinogenically.

Now, years later,

and a lifetime too late...

I learn that the price of

"cool"

will leave a dark & everlasting,

BURN.

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Alan Salé

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Up In Smoke: Craft a shortstory, drabble, vignette, or poem that features, includes, or describes the act of smoking.
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction
Gotta Light
Socially glamorized is my addiction.
With grandfathered approval
it branches out
bronchially,
through generations,
exponentially & carcinogenically.

Now, years later,
and a lifetime too late...
I learn that the price of
"cool"
will leave a dark & everlasting,
BURN.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
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For my first challenge - I would like a break up, a bad break up. One that haunts you or just keeps popping back in your head. Story or poem as you like, but it must convey the message "It wasn't me, it was definitely you" I want to relish in these tales of woe, so please tag me.
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Cheated On by My Life

Crying gags

instead of sound,

For no longer to the Earth

am I bound…

Exiting sanity

and entering rage,

Into a realm I’ve wondered

with no biblical page.

Incinerated by water

and drowned by flames,

What team player

would play such games?

No longer can I look

into her eyes,

Without having my spirit

fill up with despise.

My soul is too old

to be renewed with life,

And after a lifetime of trust,

I’m cheated by my wife!

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For my first challenge - I would like a break up, a bad break up. One that haunts you or just keeps popping back in your head. Story or poem as you like, but it must convey the message "It wasn't me, it was definitely you" I want to relish in these tales of woe, so please tag me.
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Cheated On by My Life
Crying gags
instead of sound,
For no longer to the Earth
am I bound…

Exiting sanity
and entering rage,
Into a realm I’ve wondered
with no biblical page.

Incinerated by water
and drowned by flames,
What team player
would play such games?

No longer can I look
into her eyes,
Without having my spirit
fill up with despise.

My soul is too old
to be renewed with life,
And after a lifetime of trust,
I’m cheated by my wife!


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Alan Salé
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I wish...
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction

Scale of Souls

We are the same.

That which holds me above,

I wish to give to you;

as that which I am lacking,

I will take from you.

And somehow,

at the very end of this transition,

there will be no difference,

between either of us…

for we shall both exist,

as one.

Copyright © 1986-2017

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I wish...
Written by AlSalehi in portal Fiction
Scale of Souls
We are the same.
That which holds me above,
I wish to give to you;
as that which I am lacking,
I will take from you.

And somehow,
at the very end of this transition,
there will be no difference,
between either of us…
for we shall both exist,
as one.


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Make me feel . . . Elated
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A United State

rededicated to the victims of the Charlottesville attack.

In memory of:

Heather Heyer,

H. Jay Cullen, 

Berke M.M. Bates.

Love will always be

light and light,

Where hate is sewn-in 

dark and tight.

 

The windows

to the world...

Reflect rainbows

all swirled…

 

Around a single hope

that always grows,

One day to sever

all ropes from gallows.

An era where we 

control: “alt-delete,”

The ignorant cries 

of: “this is our street.”

 

Accepting as equal

our neighbors to foil,

Any hateful demands

for blood and for soil.

Where prejudice is replaced

and brought to tatters,

By the practice and belief

that all love matters.

Blocking insults to injury

and adopting a pact,

To embrace all humanity

as a resolute act.

 

For when we finally unite

to flock together,

It shall be as one bird

of many different feathers.

 

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Make me feel . . . Elated
Written by AlSalehi
A United State
rededicated to the victims of the Charlottesville attack.
In memory of:

Heather Heyer,
H. Jay Cullen, 
Berke M.M. Bates.


Love will always be
light and light,
Where hate is sewn-in 
dark and tight.
 
The windows
to the world...
Reflect rainbows
all swirled…
 
Around a single hope
that always grows,
One day to sever
all ropes from gallows.

An era where we 
control: “alt-delete,”
The ignorant cries 
of: “this is our street.”
 
Accepting as equal
our neighbors to foil,
Any hateful demands
for blood and for soil.

Where prejudice is replaced
and brought to tatters,
By the practice and belief
that all love matters.

Blocking insults to injury
and adopting a pact,
To embrace all humanity
as a resolute act.
 
For when we finally unite
to flock together,
It shall be as one bird
of many different feathers.
 

Copyright © 1986-2017
Alan Salé
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Make me feel . . . Apprehensive
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Editor-in-Chief

I don’t want my baby to hit the presses just yet…as then it would be completely out of my control.

And should it be needed:

I couldn’t re-arrange the order.

I couldn’t even correct the elusive

Type-O, (the Universal Problem Donor).

Once gone, if I were to find a flaw,

I could no longer look at it. And yet -they continue pressing me to print!

Stop them…

Stop the Presses!

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Make me feel . . . Apprehensive
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Editor-in-Chief
I don’t want my baby to hit the presses just yet…as then it would be completely out of my control.

And should it be needed:
I couldn’t re-arrange the order.
I couldn’t even correct the elusive
Type-O, (the Universal Problem Donor).
Once gone, if I were to find a flaw,
I could no longer look at it. And yet -they continue pressing me to print!

Stop them…
Stop the Presses!


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Make me feel . . . Bitter
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Consumption of Words

I wrote and rewrote while printing versions upon revisions.

Now, you’ll find me naked and ink exhausted,

with white-out dipped thumbs spread out on the desk as my face rests upon coffee stained paper.

I’m sleeping with one eye closed

to remember the next concept,

all the while…myself and my energy...

-sucked dry.

And ultimately,

You,

simply open the book,

and read.

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Make me feel . . . Bitter
Written by AlSalehi
Consumption of Words
I wrote and rewrote while printing versions upon revisions.

Now, you’ll find me naked and ink exhausted,
with white-out dipped thumbs spread out on the desk as my face rests upon coffee stained paper.

I’m sleeping with one eye closed
to remember the next concept,
all the while…myself and my energy...
-sucked dry.

And ultimately,
You,
simply open the book,
and read.


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All Aboard the Starship

Like a person of certain age who’s grown

Tired from working towards a fulfilled soul

And also scared of growing old alone…

We too have evolved our intrinsic goal.

So we set off our planet into space,

Searching for new life that may grow to breed…

No longer care if you are fair of face,

Or human race, you’ll satisfy our need.

Reach out to us with tentacle or thumb,

Worry not should you hatch from eggs, we’ll meet,

Even those with tails, fins or wings shall come,

For we’ve come too far to fall to our feet.

Selling the stars like meals glazed with fire,

Deal with us a while, become a buyer!

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

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Written by AlSalehi
All Aboard the Starship
Like a person of certain age who’s grown
Tired from working towards a fulfilled soul
And also scared of growing old alone…
We too have evolved our intrinsic goal.

So we set off our planet into space,
Searching for new life that may grow to breed…
No longer care if you are fair of face,
Or human race, you’ll satisfy our need.
Reach out to us with tentacle or thumb,
Worry not should you hatch from eggs, we’ll meet,
Even those with tails, fins or wings shall come,
For we’ve come too far to fall to our feet.

Selling the stars like meals glazed with fire,
Deal with us a while, become a buyer!


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Alan Salé
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