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

Grains Of Sand

Catching truth in the light

or trapped by the night

The hourglass a prison

—as twilight falls

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Becoming Tomorrow

You have to be young

to disappear…

and healthy enough

to fall into the cracks

of a new tomorrow

You have to be young

to isolate…

and strong enough

to brave the winter

of a new becoming

(The New Room: September, 2022)

Leaving The Oasis

Greatness

is condemned to loneliness

as the desert calls

magnifying the instant

through the burning glass

unleashing its essence

in the fire of possibility

spreading old ashes reborn

—upon the sand

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Breaking Through

If Sartre was right

and

“Hell Is—Other People”

then

Isolation holds the key

that

opens perception’s door

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Morning Left Waiting

I lost my shadow

in the hills of pain

and wandered in darkness

chasing in vain

I lost my shadow

the sun took flight

morning left waiting

adrift in the night

I lost my shadow

wolves distant howl

tracking my torment

whose grief I prowl

I lost my shadow

and then my name

connection severed

—myself to blame

(The New Room: September, 2022)

Reclamation

Fleeing into solitude

his excuses were lost

eyes pointing inward

embracing the cost

Intrepidly deeper

the cave to unmask

as demons and angels

are slayed in his path

Alone and rebirthing

both fury and rage

a hero emerges

rejecting the sage

Released from self-loathing

all ego begone

polarity crumbling

the right and the wrong

From out of the lake

of reflection to rise

a thunder triumphant

o’er truth and its lies

To wander eternal

in godlike refrain

old dogma retendered

—his spirit reclaimed

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Thus Spake Zarathustra…

I should only believe in a God

that would know how to dance

and a devil slain by laughter

—beyond gravity’s wrath

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Shades Of Envy

I loved it

in spite of myself

chasing the spirit ghost

across distant horizons

offering as payment

the lost finger of fate

sealing a promise

only a child could make

beginning again

what each ending has taught me

living within the moment’s destruction

—hiding what the leviathan demands

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Looking Down

What is it you know

what does anyone know…

The sand through your fingers

the wind through the years

Last season unturned

the snows of our summer

The answers autumnal

—the valley below

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)

Necesse Malum

Violence though not always evil

—the love of violence is

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)