There Is Nothing - Aurora's Night - We Don't Have Peace - We Don't Have Peace 2

There Is Nothing - This is Jimmy Boom Semtex's new book. The poems and prose for adults here is unique, explosive and funny in equal measure. The usual suspects are covered: evil war, doing trashy jobs, death, surreal views, exotic women and much more. Check out Jimmy's poems. Watch out for his future releases. The future is explosive! An example is: Hunter Becomes the Hunted World War 2 is still relevant in 2014. Widow of a Kriegsmarine Captain's U-boat still misses her husband. How she wishes he'd had a shore posting and not gone to sea. When he died in his steel coffin, he left a wife and a child. His last resting place is now known off the Cornish coast with two other subs. Aurora's Night - Legend has it that in the American desert at a top secret air base, the most advanced and exotic aeroplane ever built is flown. The plane in question, the Aurora, is rumoured to be the fastest, highest climbing, most exhilarating and beautiful in existence. That existence is known to only a few, those who work at Lockheed's Skunk Works. They make the 'cool' planes. Maybe this is how they made the Aurora. Meet Grant, the designer. A young, brilliant and gifted man. His legacy is the most breathtaking flying machine in world history. It all started with a paper plane. We Don't Have Peace - Private Schmidt is a West German border guard on duty with his colleague on Halloween 1986. They would rather be elsewhere. Their job is to watch the East/West German border at Berlin. They witness a brave escape attempt by two men. One is machine gunned by the East German guards. Will the other man live and cross the border alive? Will the Western guards be able to help? Read on to find out in this short Cold War story by Jimmy Boom Semtex. With gay references and romance. We Don't Have Peace 2 - A poetry prequel from my previous pen name Jimmy Boom Semtex short story We Don't Have Peace based on the two escaping characters, Rudy and Hans. Both were gay and wanted to go to the West, from the prison that was the East/East Berlin/East Germany. Thousands fled by a variety of means. Hundreds were shot dead or wounded. These poems cover the time before Rudy and Hans left.