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

Diametrix

Poetry and Political Correctness

—the ultimate Oxymoron

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Reckoning Storm

With eyes that see and ears that hear,

but hearts that look away

Each child unkept—all life bereft,

to rue these mournful days

(Children’s Hospital Of Philadelphia: March, 2020)

Pitching Wedge To Hell

The Country Club of walking death,

calls out across the ferns

The 1^st hole starts with pain unmatched,

its traps to flame and burn

The 9^th hole calls you back to life,

just to send you down again

The 14^th hole, a dismal swamp,

your demons there within

The 18^th hole where soul’s are judged,

double bogeyed with a six

The clubhouse dark, your blood trail marked

—devil carrying your sticks

(Overbrook Golf Club: March, 2020)

Poetry Too!

Joni said…

“If I tell you what the song is about,

it won’t be about you anymore”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

‘Watching Joni Mitchell On AXS’

My Breath

Debiting the bank of time

—your dream my breath withdraws

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Two Fathers

God made me a man…

the devil a poet

To argue with the Almighty

of his methods and plan

God made me a mortal,

but divinely inspired

Two feet on the ground

—flaming the fan

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

Current Of Dreams

A river is but a witness,

to what lay along its banks

Carrying forth transcendent dreams,

flowing stillness, giving thanks

A river travels onward,

while buried in its wake

The current freeing motion’s form

—offering escape

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Only Mental

Can you remember the present,

or only the past

And what of the future,

clairvoyant at last

Are the walls artificial

and the boundaries lame

Is time only mental

—perception to change

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

No-Stalgia

You can’t go back

—to where you’ve never been

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

The Prodigal

Today, I fed a horse still wild,

and asked him with my rhyme

To blaze the silver meteor’s trail,

to where the words collide

I filled him with one final verse,

to sharpen my refrain

And mounted for that one last ride

—to go back home again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)