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

The Sky Opens

Like an exiting wind,

voices leave from within

As the feelings impart,

verbal memories embark

A last spoken refrain,

to escape unrestrained

As the sky opens wide

—Heaven’s breath to provide

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

The Devil’s Torch

You’re desperately lost,

writing your way into the madness

Each word a false beacon,

your hopes to decry

You’re desperately lost,

searching the caves of your memory

Delusion the caretaker,

your verses to lie

You’re desperately lost,

as every voice now deserts you

Time running backwards,

the heat turned up high

You’re desperately lost,

as the Sirens misguide you

The torch of the demon

—burning darkly inside

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

Sleeping Dogs

North Jersey woman,

South Jersey heat

Your past in abeyance

—dark memories to sleep

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

In The Distance

Wishes from the mountaintop,

dreamers from beyond

Shadows in the wind

—trapped in memory’s song

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

Death Comes Near

On a silver platter

of broken dreams

Your nature changes,

as death comes near

The buffet wanton,

a dessert of fright

Served incarnate

—café of tears

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

The Tomorrow Of Today

Waiting for time to catch its breath,

I wrote the words unheard

My verses most unwelcome

—the future untoward

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

Time Unrequited

Charging to the front,

my words stay behind,

an anchor in the drifting sand

To live past today,

to prod and remind

—what time unrequited demands

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

Before The Silence

Terminal poetry…

death by the word

Selling a heartbeat

for every breath

Giving up life

for each new phrase

Buried

—inside what’s heard

(Ronald McDonald House: February, 2020)

Till Lightning Splits

Thy self a grand impostor,

what other people see

A bark that hides what fate ingrains,

a cover that deceives

It’s others held opinion,

that pulp you hide behind

Till lightning splits your trunk in two

—the roots left undefined

(Ronald McDonald House: February, 2020)

Slimmer Than None

Arguing with the Muse,

spirit abused

Arguing with the Muse,

always refused

Arguing with the Muse,

soul to confuse

Arguing with the Muse

—destined to lose

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)