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

As Ever Before

Often it’s just sound,

searching for meaning

Until there’s a voice,

and words start releasing

Then it’s the story,

as language takes form

Together now one

—as ever before

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

One Light

We all believe in something,

some choose to call it God

Belief the common mantra,

we’re living in awe of

Be it physics, space, or prophecy,

a credence young or old

Many candles through the darkness burn

—with one light to behold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

And You Can Keep The Mule…

To whomever owns

the emptiness

I’ll take forty acres

if you please

With space and time

locked tightly out

Where nothing

—rules supreme

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

‘I Am’

Sharing space with myself

replaying ‘what if’

Symbiosis conjoins

the jazz in the riff

The progression regressive

separation be damned

My shadow imploding

—in a joyous ‘I Am’

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Zephyrus’ Delight

Instinct flashes

past the speed of light

Intuition imploding

Zephyrus’ delight

Detached from its fuel source

tale on fire

The comets direction

—reversed and inspired

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Reality Bends

Repetition inversing,

black hole in my head

In perpetual silence,

words collapsing unread

Reality bending,

rescinding the end

The beginning left virgin

—repeating again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Dylan’s Garden

Explaining a Poem…

poisoning the fruit

The meaning exploited

—dead at the root

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Inside—Out

Can there be a top

without a bottom

A beginning

without an end

A middle

without two flanking sides

Reality

without pretend

Can you stop

what’s never started

Can you die

before you live

Can you see the truth

without the lie

Can you change

—what’s never been

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

Counting Stopped

Truth lies beyond computation,

perception aware of itself

Its ability beyond the last measure

—of all theory and data unfelt

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

A Losing Game

If lights great speed

is but a myth

And darkness not empty

as it seems

What’s true then false,

what’s false conscripts

Our need to know

—a cursed dream

Has discovery

made us better

Have our souls

or spirits changed

As logic brags

with ethics blurred

To win

—a losing game

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)