Friday, 1 April 2022

There is Nothing By Jimmy Boom Semtex

 

There is Nothing By Jimmy Boom Semtex

 

Miss

Of lavender skies I dream. Scent of Juniper, summer serenity. I'm here with you, evermore. No more tomorrow's forsaken. Here today Cirrus clouds lofty.                                                                                          

I see the hill side; steep, jagged, stunning. Purple rocks, exposed Earth's soul. Green blood flows thru her. Alive like you, sexy as a nymph. Her cave is narrow; tight cunt.                                                                                                                         

Beauty abounds. Let us fly together, ascension. Making love ethereal empyrean. Unbound of strife and stress.  Eternal infinite love.

Turkish Events

All he wanted was to be happy. He did very well in life. An educated man, living in Turkey with a beautiful Turkish fiancé. They were always close and so in love. He was close to her when she went to the embassy for a visa. They planned a future blissful together. There was a long queue that hot sunny day.

Then they struck. Terrorist bomb, al-Qaeda style, a big one. A well planned evil attack. Many died including his gal. He was shell shocked. Caught on camera - I'm English. How could this happen in modern day Turkey? Shocking the world.

He was hospitalised. At first they tell him she was dead. If he knew, would he give up? Slowly he got better physically. Mentally it as very different. When they did tell him he'd lost her, he wasn't alone.

He had two guardian angels. One was his stolen fiancé looking out for him. They were always close, neither expected it this way. His other angel was a young nurse who looked after him in his darkest hour. She nursed a casualty from a war.

It's often said that the young stand tall in a crisis. She did, age 21. She was there for him, nursed him, listened to his pain, fell in love with him. He did with her. Something magical happened. What? Was it his first love guiding her love to another? Because she'd always love him? Always close by watching over him. Who knows.

I wonder how they're both doing now, the English man and his Turkish wife. He didn't expect to have someone else as his wife. Who loved him equally as much. An unreal real story. Imagine what their emotional journey, what is was like. Such happiness turning to such sadness, ending with such joy.                                         

Serial Bizarrists

There were two gay English chavs living in France. One was called Bill, the other Kev. They liked to fuck about in a mad way. For example, Kev loved being bitten by mosquitoes. He got such a thrill from picking the bites.                                                                                       

The blood ran red in rivulets down his back.                                                                  

Then he wore a designer white shirt. It was a hideous look. Bloody stains all over the expensive fabric. When he took Bill for a meal, people gawped in horror. Not just at Kev and his bitten body with ruined shirt.                                                         

They stared at Bill and the way he walked. Or hopped. He only had one leg, the other was a stump. Ending below the knee.                                                                                                 

Indoors, Kev was a stump sucker. He sucked Bill's stump so erotically. Then Bill stump fucked Kev up his hairy English arse with his limb. Lots of KY Gel helped gain traction. It went in and out in a nice smooth homo-erotic movement.                                             

Kev was the real man, Bill was the bitch. So girly with his red hair, waxed chest and slim body. Together, they were the serial bizarrists.                                                                        

Keep an eye out for them in a gay bar near you.

Hollow

They went two by two into the gas chamber. Just like animals entering Noah's Ark. Then there was a small chance of survival. Unlike the lie of a shower. They left up the chimney.

Bodies unwanted.                                                                                                           

Hitler's love of clinical terms: genocide, Final Solution, Jewish Question.                                                                             

A gap in history, unprecedented.  This had never happened before. Industrial mass murder manufacturing death. Extermination of a race.

Monster Time

As if waking from a dream, the monster under the trapdoor is halfway up the ladder. If she escapes into the kitchen, all hell will break loose. This is it with Russia. She was half asleep and NATO started to surround her. Sleepy Baltic states now under NATO's umbrella. Hit them and Article Five is invoked - An attack on one is an attack on all. Will the Russian monster emerge from its dark hiding place? Poland and Romania joined. The monster doesn't like this. Near the border, talk of missile defence and radar sites riles the beast. Events in Ukraine send it into a frenzy. Annexing Crimea like Hitler did to Czechoslovakia was a calculated risk. Don't appease the Russian monster. She'll want more. Ukraine is ready to fight. War could erupt, East v West. How does NATO shut the monster back in its lair? The clock slowly ticks to feeding time.


 

Saturday, 19 March 2022

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1137440 

 

Europa V: Falling from View

 
Arms above their heads, Europa V, Europa V: Falling From View as well as a examination 
of the chaos of war looks at the chaos of a 
takeover of an imaginary city at the end of a bloody soaked war.

Europa V: Falling From View looks at the changes of a society when it is about to have 
its insides ripped out under the threat of an 
invasion and everybody is left facing terrible choices when all hope has finally gone.

Europa V: Falling from view is visionaries and poets Andy N and Nick Armbrister 
at their very best acting like poetic reporters 

in a variety of snapshots looking at war from none judgment angles offering a unique 
window into everything that went beyond and offering more than a few hints about 
what will happen next. 

 

Thursday, 17 March 2022

poems from THE EXCEEDERS Nick Armbrister and other writers OUT MID 2022

 

THE EXCEEDERS

Nick Armbrister and other writers

 

 

 

By Sixes

With this book we have to make a difference

The weight of worry and seriousness is huge

This has not happened before not this way

And very soon all things could happen

They try to control it but can they?

How do you control so many soldiers?

Along with the other shooters

Planes ships launchers tanks and more

Myself I've never felt this way

Except briefly in the early 80s

The world moved on in most ways

But not in Putin's head for him

He alone wants his empire back

And will ruin the world to get it

This is why we all must not fail

And stop him from winning

Even if the unthinkable happens

It has already started the walk

Sleep walking to Armageddon

NATO and Russia and the rest

This is really it...

 

 

 

Vivid Orange

Sky black burnt like sack cloth by the fires

Endless fires vivid orange flames

Always orange as is the screams

Now invisible for they are dead

Bodies black ash blown about

Wind whipped up by the flames

Orange wind this way and that

Like the war win lose win lose

On and on till it simply ended

All dead nobody left to fight

Pull the trigger drop the bomb

Only orange remains so vivid

Like the old sports cars burnt orange

Part of the new world free of humans

Putin went mad NATO stopped him

The rest joined in so the world ceased

Just orange fires burning the skies

Little is now here from before

 

 

 

Look There 1

See the hot little gal there

The start of her valley

Between her small boobs

The tight jeans showing

Oh look her lush pussy!

I’ll remember her

For our future

 

 

 

Look There 2

See the hot hooker sat there

Bedroom clothes that perfume

Lovely legs nice face

See the car pull up

And ask for one thing

How much naughty naughty!

 

 

 

Sitting

We all sit here not moving

Pretending to be dead

For this is how it is there

Where the war is

All those places nations

Where there's fighting

No peace a memory

What exists is death

Plus what goes with it

PTSD pain injuries etc

We just pretend here

Over there it's real

We'll soon go over

To join and resist

Doing nothing is wrong

 

 

 

Superbly Pretty

Pretty dance of laser fire

Multi coloured megawatt beams

Frying all they touch

Superbly pretty yet evil

Beyond Hell the capability

Fired from orbiting spaceships

 

Close to a planet

Or a galaxy away

Up close is good

See the results

The planet melts

People are gas

It's over fast


 

Friday, 4 March 2022

ukraine russia anti war poems new work

 

Man Isle
From Russia with love ten thousand missiles
All for NATO the US Europe and Ukraine
Forged in battle ordered fired by Putin
New way to do things poor cold soldiers
Sent to battle warm them up!
Peace sells nobody’s interested
Unless it's cut-price Vipers or stealth jets
Locked and loaded get you some blood
Neo Soviet Ivan style a few new scalps
Doesn't matter we weren't enemies
Pretending is fine as Putin does it
As he plays top dog woofing along
His ongoing Ukraine war after Syria
Where will be next the Isle of Man?
 
 
 
I
Neo Soviet sleeper cells lying in wait
Or just crossing the border at varied places
Troop checkpoints or a forest path
Or by HALO jump from a plane
Doing their job changing the landscape
Not chopping down trees
But assassinating those on the list
Culling the ones who were an issue
That Putin wanted dead out of the way
 
 
Adventure Days
They say a cornered man will fight till the end
For simply has nothing to lose
Except his life when the cards are revealed
The dice is rolled balls to the wall kaput
You know what I mean no more examples
Need to be said but one final example
That of Ukraine in February 2022
Since late 2021 the nation has been
Threatened by Neo Soviet Russia
Surrounded on 3 sides by hostile land
The 4th side is water which they can own
NATO flew in Javelin and Stinger missiles
To kill tanks choppers and jets
The Ukrainians have enough bullets
Most made in Russia or the Soviet Union
To kill their fellow brothers who turned
On them in the worst case of cabin fever
That Europe has seen since Yugoslavia
And Marshall Tito's precious union died
This will be far worse than that
Could kill millions ruin Europe the world
Trigger World War 3 like a Tom Clancy book
Or a video game or heavy metal song or film
But this little escapade by Putin is real
He re-armed Russia and wants his empire back
He's part way there but millions will refuse
To be ruled from Moscow and be proxies again
Those days are gone except in his rabid mind
Soon his army must be used or go home
It is tiring and costs millions to be ready
The 200,000 Russian Red Army at readiness
Waiting for the order to invade their kin
Over the border brothers and sisters
Many with dual nationality and identity
But Ukraine is a sovereign nation
And will fight back as they've done since 14
When Putin the Dog annexed Crimea
And took East Ukraine which he still holds now
He wants the rest and for them to be his
Never ever join NATO and be European pals
Plus allied to the Yankees his worst nightmare
Ruining his dream the world their lives WHY???
 
 
Putin
They started it let the cat out of the bag
It's in a ferocious mood after being confined
Imagine how you'd feel kept in a tied-up sack
Now the feral cat wants revenge and gets it
Rampaging this way and that killing eating
Quenching its blood lust till spent
Not stopping till the job is done
And the cat is at peace
No longer prodded poked kicked
Ridiculed laughed at in a sack
She's free now and will remain so
Even if it means doing what she does
With claws and teeth and other things
Keep an eye out for her approaching
Only the cat knows whose next
 
 
 
Modified Bombs
Her eye was acting up but that was fine
For she had a second one to use
This was just fine like her warplane
It had two engines but number one engine
This was like her eye acting up too
No need to worry for Eagle 2 jets are good
Made with system redundancy like her
An ability to function with degraded systems
Right now she was on the way to Moscow
To drop some iron bombs on Putin
A personal gift from a gal who was bad
Real bad ass half Yank half what?
That last bit was unknown but what was
Known was that she would soon be dead
Along with the Neo Soviet leader
Those iron bombs were special
She'd personally modified the warheads
A new historical dawn was coming...
 
 
 
Dancing Day
There is a party in the park will you go the
Theme is military so bring a toy weapon
We will play at war it will be so much fun
You can be Russia I will be NATO
The others Red China North Korea etc
So we all get a really good battle war
Just a game at our little party in the park
Do come along it will be a day to remember
 
 
 
Second Kennel
So the rabid dog left his kennel to go steal another kennel
This kennel belonged to a relative and was quite nice
But it was a bit smaller and not as well equipped
Still the dog wanted it and went for it
Trying to steal it take it use abuse it
Why have one kennel when you can have two?
Acquired by other means no matter what method
The dog is crazy but in his mind all is fine normal the world
It turns and he tells a story as he sees it
All things rabid not quite right up there
They say command is the loneliest place
Even God gets lonely so he made Satan
Even if enemies God aint alone there
Unlike the dog giving orders do this and that
Go get my second kennel even if it breaks
I want that kennel don't let them keep it
It must belong to me!
 
 
 
 
 

Sunday, 20 February 2022

JIM N CRAIG POEMS BOOK 2 Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex.

 https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1133604

 https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09SXCZC3S/ref=cm_sw_s_fa_dp_B9SBWW5VJXV8875K5Q5Z#_=_

The title says it all JIM N CRAIG POEMS BOOK 2 Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex. Two poets each of different writing styles and backgrounds write together. they do a verse each. The result is something different. Different being the key word but covering day to day topics like s... 

 

JIM N CRAIG POEMS BOOK 2 Joint poems by Craig J. Burt and Jimmy Boom Semtex.