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

Naked In The Forest

When you become a victim,

the hunter turns to prey

And the wolves now beckoned

—call

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Embodied

As an artist,

you go where art takes you

As a writer

—you become the words

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Railway To Hell

The Gypsy jumped from car to car,

never getting off the train

In Davenport through morning fog,

the old town looked the same

The prairies waited in the dark,

the Rockies far beyond

In Denver’s wind he heard the words

to an oft-forgotten psalm

The engine roared, the distance called,

the rails went on and on

The desert lit the night on fire,

to burn the right from wrong

A Reno stop to take on water,

drowning in the past

Through farms and fields and countryside,

to Stockton now at last

His feet stepped down to touch the earth,

and genuflect once more

Before reboarding, headed East

—perdition his true lord

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: April, 2020)

Nusquam Omnino

Running in circles,

spinning in place

Everywhere at once

—nowhere at all

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

The Enabler

I abhor…

bigotry,

dishonesty,

hate and

disloyalty,

bias

and jealousy,

misogyny

and tyranny

But more than anything

I hate weakness in all its forms,

cowardice being the most destructive,

which allows all of the things I abhor…

to exist

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Cheating The Night

Ships pass in the dark,

so near yet so far

A hair’s breadth away

—eternity preys

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Your Words

For those who will listen,

and those who can hear

For those it will matter

—your words to endear

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Laid Bare

You have to be naked

inside a Poem

Exposed in its limelight,

a baby new born

Starving the doubt

by feeding the fear

Everything revealed

—your back to the wall

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

For Those

For those who will listen,

and those who can hear

For those it will matter

—your words to endear

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

Her Eyes

There’s a power that only certain women have,

a force beyond words to describe

Where your breath is frozen, and your eyes are locked,

with every move freeing her guise

You surrender the only thing certain and sure,

your downfall worth all she unmasks

The future and past in a war they’ll both lose

—as you give what her eyes never ask

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)