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Black Blood Banner

Terrorists marching under the black blood banner advance on all fronts.                                  

No one is safe.                                                                                                                            

At all points of the compass there is danger.                                                                              

Car bombs in the north, IEDs in the east, Muslim terrorists in the south and holy fighters in the west.                                                                                                             

Every country faces attack.                                                                                           

Civilians easy targets.                                                                                                        

Trains de-railed with a hundred dead, buses blown up, jets brought down, banks raided for bomb making funds, key people kidnapped and held for ransom.                    

Military units ambushed, soldiers families slaughtered and terror reigns everywhere. 

Sleeper units are activated, striking in the night.                                                                  

Moving like ghosts.                                                                                                               

When the army fights back, local victories are won but the conflict is lost, terrorists holy war won.                                                                                                                              

Black banner troops sweep into power, nation by nation till they control the world. 

How did they do it?                                                                                                                          

Now Earth is a holy jihadist world, controlled by terrorists.                                            

Space programmes are being developed.                                                                              

Soon Muslim terrorists will advance to the stars and a new dark force will control the universe.                                                                                                                         

Making Darth Vader look like a pussy.

Nearly There

Nearly There

In less than an hour it will be 1997.

In this short time do you remember?

Do you shrug off the past to make way for the future

or do you hold on to the dying year

seeing every minute disappear before your eyes?

On this, the last day we have been covered by snow

and frozen by the cold as the old God Cronus turns

his hour glass over for another year.

He carries a scythe in his other hand and has a laugh

that turns us to dust.

We stand tall and are proud to welcome the new year.

I remember my other years falling by the wayside one by one.

I know it’s wrong to wish away the days

for if we do we won’t have any left until…?

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JUNIPER’S DAUGHTER - FRAGMENTED WHOLE Short Stories
And
JUNIPER’S DAUGHTER - BLACK LENSE Poetry
By Nick Armbrister


ORBIT
One million hearts speak as one; I listen to the solitary one who cries out in eloquent despair. That single wounded heart will claim me by her right and ensnare me and save me from me and I’ll never break it. She’ll bring me happiness after years of sorrow. Her name is?
Rockets are for the benefit of the human race taking us to the stars or for the worst, blowing us to bits. My poem book is heavy upon my back; I’ve been through so much shit in life. Who’s innocent in this game of madness? You, me, him, her? No one is. Some people collect issues like others do stamps.
Life was easier when I was young, no clue on girls so I kept away. Who do I gain knowledge as I age? Shame I can’t go back and use some of it in my younger days. We mustn’t play games with peoples’ lives and they mustn’t reciprocate. I want to move a long way from this town, like before. It’s my orbit.


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OVER

OVER

Fallen warriors of all nations, now only bones and memories, I remember you.

In your hour of need you became great for a moment, doing your duty for a higher power, you, just mere men.

Being asked to do the unthinkable, to kill or be killed in the glaring cauldron of battle.

I will never know what it was like, to be good or bad, to be in battle. All I can do is to

Remember the fallen warriors of times gone by and to visit distant battle sites where once men fought and died for forgotten causes and lost ideals.

The guns are silent, ships on the seabed, warplanes lie broken. Now all is quiet,

A surreal peace rules the landmass but in the generations’ memories an old flame flickers, a conscience says, I was once there, I fought there for my own cause and my country’s.

Times of Nonchalance By Jimmy Boom Semtex

1. Times of Nonchalance
   By Jimmy Boom Semtex
   
   Zumba
   The Zeus Pig goes Grrrr! And licks his arsehole. Then he gives you a big fucking kiss. ... On your hairy lips. Call yourself a man? You've a fair pair of tits there. Let me suck them and gain insanity. As I become number two Zeus Pig. Nibble my testicle you rogue trader. Cornholio goes Beavis and Butthead. Down the toilet goes the shit Simpsons.

FRAGILE FOREST

FRAGILE FOREST

The forest is quiet, all in peace with birds flying between the trees and rabbits hiding in the grass.

Butterflies of all colours glide from flower to flower, wings alight in a glittering display of colour.

A heady scent of nectar is in the air all around like a forbidden aroma.

A small pond is in the shadow of a grove of trees, frogs and fish swim peacefully in the clear, clean water.

This is the fragile forest in its colours of summer; all the colours of the rainbow can be seen if you know where to look.

taiwan poems

No8 Chinese Prosperity 

On holiday in Taiwan enjoying a break on the west coast, fine five star hotel, great scenery, nice beach and pretty gals. Two weeks of bliss at a new holiday destination. Little was I aware that Red China was about to plan her invasion to unite her renegade province by force. Recent jet air combats left an uneasy peace with Taiwan the victor.

I got up at dinnertime after a long heady night out to see short range rockets hit the train station. Huge blasts ruptured the sky knocking me senseless. Medium range missiles thundered inland hitting hell knows what. Taiwanese jet fighters rose in their dozens form their bases and headed west. Distant explosions rocked the blue summer Asian sky, what do I do as the air attack sirens sound? 

Knock Em Dead 

Her plan didn’t go smoothly, her rockets had caused huge material damage but she hadn’t caught the Taiwanese air force on the ground.                                        
Her jets had been dispersed.                                                                                          
They knew what their brothers were planning.                                                     
Huge aerial encounters of over a hundred warplanes knocked them dead.                          
By sea communist troops embarked in ships to invade, most died in the ocean.                                                                                                                         
Taiwan missile strikes killed thousands still they came, unstoppable.                  
A single Taiwan jet carried one secret bomb heads to Shanghai.                                  
The end… 

How We Danced

Around and round we danced in an exotic Asian club to pounding alternative music. Who said they couldn’t party? Like it’s their, our, last night on earth. Little did we all know that this prophecy was true? One night if fun with a Taiwanese lady, only dancing you understand. They are not like Western ladies. On and on we danced feeling alive, when we kissed it was like fire of the positive kind. Neither of us knew we were being watched, that a huge military machine was about to strike. Hours later our nightclub was destroyed; I never did see my Taiwan lady again. I only know her name and have precious memories of that last night before war engulfed our whole fragile world. World War 3…