Saturday, 19 September 2026

Riga Spin Spin

 

 




 

Riga Spin Spin

Riga pushed the throttle

Forward back forwards back

Feet on the brakes

Nosing forwards on the runway

Prop a whirling whirring sliver blur

Powerful inline piston engine

An absolute fucking roar of what?

This Messerschmitt fighter so alive

Painted three shades of pretty blue

Gal in the cockpit a small thing

Not insubstantial just sat there

This amazing machine was living

Living on the runways waiting

To ascend into its lair the sky

There life real life took over

Into the sky always forever eternity

Come on little Riga fly!

Your Messerschmitt needs air

To live be alive oh so living up there!

 

Friday, 18 September 2026

some of my varied books with my name and my pen names

 some of my varied books with my name and my pen names 



https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08FP25JGF

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09QHJ7NDW

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0932Q3L7D


https://books2read.com/u/bpLqol

https://books2read.com/u/49BLRM

https://books2read.com/u/bO8nNJ




more poems hehe

 

Love It

So you will resign and leave the company

You sent.me a msg saying this

I replied I may leave the same day

If the job I went for is fine

Many issues remain

Those don't matter here

What matters is that we

Could've been pilots

It never happened with you

Or any other two or three

I'm very patient and will wait

See you in future planes

All the time on the world

 

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Ascend new job soon/matters more than this crap one/you wanna my job?

 

 

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Stood

Listen to the clack of the train

On the metal tracks

Lulls you to sleep

Distracts you cleaning your rifle

That will wait it's a long trip

From the rear to the front lines

Wonder if they'll bomb the train?

We do it to them reciprocate it?

I forgot who started this war

I do my bit not to end it

For I like doing what I do

Being a soldier has rewards

You would never understand

 

 

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Crossing

Crossing on green

I walk across


You drive across

Half a metre

Miss me bastard!

You get my finger

Happy Xmas motherfucker!

 

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Move on get on live/stuck past by life, let her go!/what to do in life?

Wednesday, 16 September 2026

riga flying

 


‎Riga Flighting
‎There is something brilliant about writing about Riga's character and aerospace themes. Riga fits flying like a plane does the sky. Purely there. Not imagination or illusion. Real and existing. To fly not only takes a dreamer. It takes an organized mind. Not just marvelling at the sky but to work out fuel fractions, alternate routes, airmanship. Critical thinking and being proactive allowed for this. As did being a competent leader. These stories are among my best. I myself lack her detailed forward thinking. How would my plane fly compared to hers? Would I impact the mountain and she land safely? We are best flying together. Riga as my guide. If it's a single seater it'll get cosy. Her skills will get us there in one piece. What if there's an emergency? No worries. Riga is my pilot. She has plans aplenty. The wing falls off. Riga will get us down safely. How is that? Is she a witch too hehe? Riga the pilot.
‎***
‎Riga Single Seaters
‎Riga liked to fly single seat flying machines. She had quite a list. All were cool. They included:
‎A red and yellow single seat aerobatic helicopter
‎A green coloured rag wing biplane
‎A sky blue swept wing small jet fighter
‎A low wing varnished fabric monoplane 
‎A small flying saucer sports model
‎Riga flew all of these low over the river plain. By the mountains she pulled up or flew down the winding valley. It was such fun! And safe. For Riga was flying. 
‎***





Saturday, 12 September 2026

the riga project

 


the riga project tracks is nick armbrister(bvb brian von blimp)/anjelo guitarist

nick writes the short stories/poems and anjelo does the guitar tracks. nick combines the two. 

the words to ai audio and adds the music then uploads the video with an ai image to rumble and substack. his riga project is under review due to erotic content lol. 

there are 10 completed riga series books on amazon and other sites.

riga project t shirts are also an option. 

links

a riga book

a track
https://rigaproject.substack.com/p/riga-301-1-with-music-and-pic


riga project urls
https://www.youtube.com/@rigaprojectbvb66613
https://rumble.com/user/Riga_Project
https://bsky.app/profile/riga-project-bvb.bsky.social
https://substack.com/@rigaproject

Tuesday, 8 September 2026

adult poems lol

 

Send me some money/what is this for? Guns drugs sex/all the good things babe 

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Chinky Gal

Every body wants something from someone else

Getting fucked or fucked over

You wanted money from your ex-lover

Your ex-lover wanted to fuck you

Both of you using the other an even exchange

 

This went on for months till you ended it

Saying you wanted more money

He refused saying it’s that or nothing

What did your decision bring you?

Your ex-lover meets other lovers

 

To replace you in and out of bed

Did you meet a new rent payer?

You the gold-digging slut who uses men

Who in turn use you and your body

A fine example of a Chinese female

 

Living away from her husband

Working in a mid-range job

Sending back money for her son

You get lonely and rent is high

There are many men who want to fuck you

 

But not all will pay your rent

Choose wisely dear gold-digger

Shanghai isn’t the province

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Well Then

Joy Division fridge magnet

What will Ian Curtiss think?

He'll turn in his grave

It's all rock n roll

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Where Now

Always looking for the next best thing

The gal in the white shorts

Spelling of coconut and almonds

Did she find the thing she wanted?

Will you take the new job?

I'll take the gal if she asks me

Don't approach unless committed

There was a boss who expanded

Made his company bigger

All was fine till he got greedy

It went from there

Skimming the books

Off shore accounts

He got caught and we knew

People like that will fall

Like my uncle you all know him

He was the president

Where is he now?

 

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It Is

Time to go native

And walk the road

Same as the locals do

 

Give me some new glasses

So I can observe

 

All that is around me

I will not blend in

See them all lined up

 

Waiting for the off-world ship

New story new planet hey

 

West a silver ring

Your father's gift

Before the wars and event

 

Where is your dad now?

He was aboard a different ship

 

That's a different story

Go forth make your own

Nobody had your back

 

Except yourself and God

All is to be written

Including where we go next

 

Later tell me how it is