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

Warrior Poet

Deadly to his enemies,

confusing to his friends

While faithful to his writing,

all justified intent

Furious in times of war,

in peace his vision burns

But past the fray, inside his verse,

a gentler spirit yearns

Salvation long then sacrificed,

a fate he can’t deny

A cross that’s left for him to bear,

but still his spirit cries

Through battles mostly devil sent,

and victories sealed with death

This guilt the price he’s had to pay,

now felt with every breath

But one last wish he prays out loud,

one cry is sent above

“My spear, my pen, my joie de vivre,

I trade all back for love”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

Only You

I know what you are,

but only you know who that is

I know what you said,

but only you know what that means

I know how it looks,

but only you know how it feels

I know when you’re missing

—but only you know when you’re gone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

T-r-a-p-p-e-d

Running from everywhere,

nowhere to go

Your mask in place

—forever alone

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

NME

The enemy of my enemy

—masquerading as my friend

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

With Every Dawn

Wiping the tears from eternity’s past,

placing the future on ice

New memories lie frozen, suspended in time

—to melt with each morning’s respite

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Essentia Omnis

I don’t believe in Jesus,

I don’t believe in Buddha,

I don’t believe in Allah,

I don’t believe in Zeus

I don’t believe in Fairy Tales,

I don’t believe in Santa,

I don’t believe in Unicorns,

I don’t believe Dr. Seuss

I don’t believe in Proverbs,

I don’t believe the Gospels,

I don’t believe in Dharma,

I don’t believe their Creeds

But I do believe in Beauty,

I do believe in Truth,

I do believe in Love,

And—I do believe in me

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

Turned Around

The wheel of life,

the wheel of death,

Involution breaks their hold

To turn our

consciousness inward

—and directly know the Soul

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Spoiled Grapes

Those who never take advice,

insist on preaching high

To offer wine that never aged

—from empty barrels dry

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Deaf Ear

Too craven to take his own advice,

he stumbled over time

A distant echo of what he proclaimed

—an alien unrhymed

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Higher Ground

I refuse to talk with bigots,

does that apply to you

And freely open up my mind,

to greet the world anew

Discriminatory and hateful barbs,

divide and tear apart

What poetry tries its best to mend,

inside an honest heart

Those few most vile hide behind

their fear inspired views

That bring about the worst in us,

to slander and accuse

As days grow short, my time is spent,

beneath a sun that shines

Speaking to the highest traits

—humanity divines

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)