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 Hydra

Still holding onto yesterday,

tomorrow calls my name

 

The comfort of what time has blessed,

my life within its frame

 

Those two directions—front and back,

a hydra running loose

 

Do I embrace what’s in the past

—or what is yet to choose

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)

 

I’m Gone

All those years,

you didn’t hear me

 

All those years,

you seemed so sure

 

All those days,

you laughed it off

 

All those nights,

I wanted more

 

All those lies,

that dug our gravesite

 

All those tears,

with feeling gone

 

Now at last

my closet’s empty

 

Love fell short

—I stayed too long

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

I Think…

I remember art deco things,

 I remember peaches and wine

 

I remember sirens in the night,

 I remember waving goodbye

 

I remember the boardwalk on a cloudy day,

 I remember an elephant in pink

 

I remember the fire engine returning

 I remember my father—I think

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017) 

    ‘Memories of Margate during the Korean War’

 

Blindfolded

Dying the slow death of political infection,

it hides within our words

 

As we try to run, and try to hide,

its plague a constant scourge

 

Poisoning the water, despoiling our thoughts,

all freedom it commands

 

Directing the folly, conscripting all joy

—our blindfold it demands

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2019)