Author: Kurt Philip Behm

I am a lifelong author with 21 books published to date—one best seller. Much of my writing is about the deception of time and its many disguises. My Poetry 'An Anthology Of Perception,' is now available in four volumes. In addition I have a 175 page Poem 'After Midnight,' that was published in 2014. My Historical Fiction series, 'The Sword Of Ichiban' is now up to volume 8 which is being published this Spring ... Vol #1- The Sword Of Ichiban Vol #2- Darkening Sun Vol #3- Revenge Along The War Trail Vol #4- Death From The Sky Vol #5- Jumping Into the Darkness Vol #6- The Fall City Mandate. Vol #7- Approaching Storm Vol #8- Brothers In Blood One autobiographical novel, 'The Death Of The Playground' a Best Seller, published in 2007. One travel novel, 'Searching For Crazy Horse,' published in 2005, recapping my forty years of motorcycle touring in the American Rocky Mountain West. I have written one Children's Book, 'Sammy & Bumpers' that was published in 2016. All of my books are available at Barnes & Noble, Amazon, and better Book Stores world wide. Kurt Philip Behm

Siddhartha

Divinity’s candle

stays burning alive

not born or created

 conceived or contrived

 

Its light from the center

forever shines through

the moment’s unveiling

delivering you

 

To places all knowing

through spaces unknown

the mix in the crucible

its myth to atone

 

The vision self-granted

when time is deposed

confirmed refutation

— with nothing to know

 

(Villanova University: January, 2024)

To Joseph

Who do you call

when there’s nothing to share

How do you act

with tomorrow unfair

 

What do you dream

when your sleep is deprived

Why are the questions

though answered, contrived

 

When did your wonder

wander away

When did the path

eternally stray

 

How did the moment

slip over the line

How will you tell me

— your memory gone blind

 

(North Wales Pennsylvania: January, 2024)

My Present To You

I remember the day

you borrowed my pain

“Take it,” I told you

no need to explain

 

It’s shopworn and battered

each scar duly earned

Its weight a true burden

of prophecy spurned

 

Then when you’ve finished

the torture complete

Find a new soul

to will it discrete

 

But no matter what happens

or how much you cry

This loan is forever

—forever goodbye

 

(Haverford College: January, 2024)