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

Not Enough Soap

Too many choices,

not enough reasons

Too many memories,

not enough hope

Too many excuses,

begging forgiveness

Too much to launder

—not enough soap

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Millennial’s Curse

Earbuds in and phone in hand,

millennial’s converse

Language distant, eyes unshared,

their lives on hold—obverse

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Chasing My Voice

Tearing through the sky

of my intention

Flying toward the birth

of my choice

Begging the gods for one chance

to proclaim

Chasing the tail end

of my voice

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Last Poison Dart

Do you seek protection

from being alive

A turtle in its shell,

a bee in its hive

Do you lust for new armor,

to cover your heart

To shield truth inflicted

—that last poison dart

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

One Last Line

The older I get,

the more dear words become

The shorter the days,

the deeper streams run

With time closing in,

I seek poems and rhymes

Into the twilight

—for that last magic line

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

Surrounding Our Being

Is consciousness God…

his church the sublime

As we look incorrectly,

ever hoping to find

His very existence,

the womb that enwraps

Surrounding our being

—all sentience trapped

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

Twin Pillars Of Fate

Too good for himself,

and the place he was in

His lover reminded,

before leaving in sin

Her path was left open,

her exit his gate

To stay or to leave

—twin pillars of fate

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

The Cosmos Expands

You can forever buy in,

without hanging on

The moment anointed,

to reign till it’s gone

There’s a time to hold tight,

and a time to let go

Veracity final,

in what it now shows

When that comes in question,

the cosmos expands

New truth taking over

—and at our command

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

Defiling The Unknown

There’s no bigger threat

than what’s still left to know

Its backbone religion,

as it sits on its throne

What cannot be stated

and proven as fact

Evangelists kidnap

and wear on their backs

With prophecy wrapped

in their folly misled

What’s still undiscovered,

leaves dogma undead

But then when the darkness

moves into light

Revivalists shout,

claiming: “See, we were right”

Leaving two kinds of liars

in this world to be shown

Those twisting the truth

—and those defiling the unknown

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

Disavowed

Neither left wing nor right

conservative or liberal,

he goes about his day

Living outside the parameters

of deception,

hell in heavens way

While living as dead

he vanquishes time,

each moment present now

Defying your judgment

refusing to choose

—all limits disavowed

(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)