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

A Rebirth

The older I get,

the younger I become

Each word a rebirth

—my dreams to outrun

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

Forever Lost

I tried and tried to tell you,

but I was lost in mixed emotion

I tried to not offend your spirit,

as I wandered looking for a home

I tried to make you understand,

the hard edges would soon come off

But in the morning your fear returned

—our love forever lost

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

Buffalo Jump

Cars line the highways

with their broken life inhabitants,

coffined tributes to a last wish that got away,

android druids in mock procession

—racing toward the end

(University Of Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

Till Dawn

Is a promise left unspoken,

the breath that holds the key

Unlocking what the twilight brings

—till dawn can set us free

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

In The Pudding

The best of Poets don’t explain,

their truth the readers judge

The best of Poets to remain,

what time will hate

—or love

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

The Nets Are Down

Without rhyme,

the words fade into the mist

Without rhyme,

the verse so begotten

Without rhyme,

all passages blow with the wind

Without rhyme

—so quickly forgotten

(Villanova University: January, 2020)

“Without rhyme, it’s like playing tennis without a net.”

Robert Frost

The Elephant’s Ears

They say to forgive and forget…

in spite of the damage they’ve done

A blessing sublime, someone better than I,

could do both—I though neither one

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

The Golden Egg

The world is an oven

we live in

With each scorching,

its temperature grows

Unable to stop,

hands fall off the clock

Left roasting

—goose cooking below

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2020)

Math Murder

Is science the killer

of intuition

Can feelings so easily

be dispelled

The numbers unchained,

math murder proclaimed

Our souls and our spirits

—to quell

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)

Intellectual AIDS

Academic Immune Deficiency,

the intellect under attack

Those powered to know, ivory towers enthroned,

dialectic—its meaning hijacked

(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2020)