No one knows anything…
it’s just hopes and wishes in the rain
(Dreamsleep: July, 2019)
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
And Be Gone
You’ll know when its time…
you won’t fight it
or struggle,
you won’t lie to yourself
—or try to hang on
You’ll let everything go
as it’s time to unburden,
your mind and your spirit,
your heart
—and be gone
(Presbyterian Hospital: July, 2019)
Hawks Into Doves
Why do I like things
I can’t agree with
Why do I listen
when I don’t want to hear
Why am I attracted
to things that repel me
Why are my reasons
more muddled than clear
Why do I often
begin at the ending
Why do I hurt
the people I love
Why are my questions
confused by my answers
Why do my hawks
—always turn into doves
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)
The Verse Unknown
Married to the sacred word
Committed to its ideal
Betrothed to sworn fidelity
Divorced from the unreal
My wedding duly prearranged
All children heaven sown
I copulate each solemn vowel
—and spread the verse unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
The Verse Unknown
Married to the sacred word
Committed to its ideal
Betrothed to sworn fidelity
Divorced from the unreal
My wedding duly prearranged
All children heaven sown
I conjugate each solemn vowel
—and spread the verse unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Unoriginal Sin
Did you flavor it with Hemingway,
or season it with Thoreau
Did you structure it like Eliot,
or was Melville more your go
The rocks you choose to stand upon,
supports to look beyond
As you add your face onto the mountain,
new words inscribed in song
Past voices serve to push you,
to that place you’ve never been
Where your breath may cleanse forever,
the stain
—of unoriginal sin
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Most Are Lost
Are you the movie or the commercial,
the story or its cost
The question quite subversive
—in its drama most are lost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Never Yours To Lose
Like eating your own cooking,
do you favor what you write
Do the words digest completely,
the stove again to light
As you walk that final mile,
in those shabby cobblers shoes
Will you then embrace at last
—what was never yours to lose
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
The Shadow
That laughter you hear in the background
—death following closely behind
(Villanova University: July, 2019)
The Treadmill
Slowing down the motor,
running low on gas
The lies, the HOV lane,
the truth off in the grass
The speed counterproductive,
it warps and then transforms
The magic in the stillness,
the beauty heaven born
The light becomes a blurring,
as darkness settles in
Till stepping off the madness,
and travelling within
That fatal rush to judgment,
a quiet now sustains
One choice to stop the treadmill
—all motion rearranged
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
An Anthology Of Perception 