Condemned

By Bud Koenemund

For Lindsay

Desire for you
will damn my eternal soul;
My lust condemns me.

Mute

By Bud Koenemund

For Tahni

Thoughts of you persist;
Impure desires o’erwhelm,
yet I remain mute.

Two Haiku

By Bud Koenemund

How Long?

How long does it take
to identify a face
you know like your own?


Forever

Someone tell my heart
Forever is a long time.
It won’t heed my brain.

Erased

By Bud Koenemund

Vows are only words;
powerless ‘gainst desire:
erased by passion.

Fever Dream

By Bud Koenemund

For Lindsay

Joining the club:
a mile high; watching you
squirm in ecstasy.

Love

By Bud Koenemund

I'm constantly torn

between revelation and

self-preservation.

Madness

By Bud Koenemund

Images tease me;

driving imagination

closer to madness.

War

By Bud Koenemund

A Haiku

For Lindsay

Impure thoughts flourish,

even as fantasy wars

'gainst reality.

Abyss - A Haiku

By Bud Koenemund

The voices whisper
constantly, dragging me down
into an abyss.

There Once was a Man from Verona...

  I wrote this limerick (my first - and probably last) for the St. Patrick's Day contest on a local radio station. It didn't win, but that's just as well; The Mad Limerickeer just doesn't have the same ring as The Mad Sonneteer.

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There once was a man from Verona,
Whose wife was a bit of a stonah.
He caught her in bed
With a dealer named Ted,
And, now he lives all alonah.

Mr. C Makes an Unwelcome Return - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Mr. C Makes an Unwelcome Return

For Mom

My Mom found a lump.

Not a statistic…my Mom.

And, the whole world stopped.

Muse Rejoined - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Muse Rejoined

For TK

Would'st thou write for me?

Confess thy heart, and make me
a muse to a muse.

An Uncomfortable Question - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

An Uncomfortable Question

Would it be creepy

if I confess that I've cum

while thinking of you?

Where There's Smoke... - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Where There's Smoke...

Many muses spark

my words. Requite my love, and

you'll ignite my heart.

Seasons - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Seasons

For TK

My heart and mind war;

despairing that sweetest spring
can't postpone my fall.

Language Lessons - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Language Lessons

My tongue drips with words

I long to leave on your skin
in the prose of lust.

Satisfied - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Satisfied

Control my raw lust;

taming while devouring;

'til you've had your fill.

Thirst - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Thirst

Concupiscence burns

hot, a thirst begging to be

quenched by your body.

Internet - A Haiku for NaPoWriMo

By Bud Koenemund

Internet

Everyone is

standing in a room screaming,
while looking at porn.

Any Muse in a Storm?

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.