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

One Candle Burns

By facing death,

we embrace life more

 

We see the limits,

each minute core

 

Seen as a friend,

all life betroths

 

Each moment treasured,

our loved ones close

 

And when we face

that final day

 

A voice more gentle,

bids us sway

 

Into the dark,

one candle burns

 

Death’s welcome light

—for our return

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

 

To My Great Grandchildren

To my Grandchildren, those great and beyond,

whom I will never meet

 

Know that I love you and have seen you in the eyes of your parents,

when they were very small

 

I’ve heard your voices in the trees, when the wind blows softly,

calling my name as I walk

 

I’ve seen your arms reaching out to me in my dreams,

as you cry “Papa” and then drift away

 

Your spirit is mine, as my spirit is yours; and no lifetime

can keep us apart

 

I watch over you now and will watch over you then,

whenever the need is great

 

I’m that voice you hear when you think no one else listens,

and no one else understands

 

And the heart that feels what you will feel

—when no one else seems to care

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

In Their Rooks

Are you a Poet or tactician,

or “A Rose By Any Other Name…”

 

Are your words stained with patina,

some would scrub and some would blame

 

Is your Kingly verse too rough for some,

finding safety in their books

 

Is your verse uncut with edges sharp

—all Princes in their rooks

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)