The Chimes at Midnight

Poetry, late night musings, and the children of an idle brain

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Showing posts with label think. Show all posts
10 April 2024

All Over Again

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By Bud Koenemund I think about you every day. And, miss you all over again.
29 May 2021

You

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story   “Whatcha thinkin’ about,” she asked.   “You,” he said, quietly.   “Me?” she returned. “What about me?”  ...
20 April 2020

The Media is Not Alone to Blame

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By Bud Koenemund   Sure, it would be nice if the media would, as Bill Maher urges, "calm down." But, you have to remember the ...
17 June 2016

A Fly on the Wall at Trump Headquarters

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By Bud Koenemund   I would love to sit in on a ManChild Trump campaign strategy meeting. I’d be fascinated to learn if the word “no” is e...
17 April 2014

An Uncomfortable Question - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

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By Bud Koenemund An Uncomfortable Question Would it be creepy if I confess that I've cum while thinking of you?
03 April 2014

Any Muse in a Storm?

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By Bud Koenemund Any Muse in a Storm? For Kitty Boyce If thou think'st I offer my heart to each muse, thou art mistaken. ...
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Bud Koenemund
I am 57 years old, and currently live in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.I began writing my first story while serving in the United States Army.I write poetry, short stories, novels, songs, editorials/opinion pieces, news stories, screenplays, satire, erotica, and anything else that strikes me.At any given time, I have about a dozen writing projects in various stages of completion, and a few more banging around in my head.I get many of my best writing ideas while I'm in bed, driving, showering, or on the toilet; and I keep a pen and paper in all those locations (OK, in the shower I use children's bath crayons on the tiles).Most of the time, I write from inspiration - I've had times when I've written a Shakespearean sonnet during a 15 minute drive, or awakened from a sound sleep, wrote a poem in a few minutes, and then gone back to sleep.Now, on a distasteful, though sadly necessary, note: Unless otherwise noted, quotated, and/or attributed to another author, the works on this page are solely the intellectual property of Bud Koenemund, and as such are protected by copyright.
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