The Chimes at Midnight

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

30 June 2022

Last Day

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story    I had to see you walk away. Of course. Fate wouldn’t let me simply go about my day… and you’d just be g...
12 June 2022

Addict

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Demi.    He’ll tell you that he has recovered. That he’s clean and sober. That it’s been 10 years sinc...

Lady's Choice

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story    “Do you want a spanking?” he growled.   “What?” she responded; not sure she’d heard him correctly.   He...
07 June 2022

The Center of Attention

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For J.    Eyes were naturally drawn to her. This wasn’t due solely to her physical beauty, but the attract...
23 May 2022

My Turn

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Lindsay    Just 10 minutes before, she’d come back from the Ladies Room, and discreetly dropped her gr...
23 April 2022

Reflection

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For James    Pale moonlight filtered through the dirty window panes, supplementing the meager illumination...
04 April 2022

Tell Me What You Want

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story For Lindsay   Even as he dominated her, she could sense his care – desire and respect, control and freedom...
09 March 2022

You'll Be Damned

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By Bud Koenemund A 100 Word Story   The hardest part of accepting you’re not a superhero anymore is the realization that truth, justice, and...
24 February 2022

Love

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By Bud Koenemund I'm constantly torn between revelation and self-preservation.
23 February 2022

Madness

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By Bud Koenemund Images tease me; driving imagination closer to madness.
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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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