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

Your Lifeless Form

Do You Bore Yourself?

 

Do you rent the space

you’re standing in,

owning nothing in the end

but default?

 

Do you recycle words

until their utterance fails,

mistrusting your ability

to say what’s right?

 

Do you hedge your bets,

never going all in

for fear of losing the very thing

you haven’t got?

 

Do you count the days,

as tedium destroys spontaneity

and all energy drains

from your lifeless form?

 

Do You Bore Yourself?

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

The Next Moonless Night

Its chain cut again…

   the demon is loose

 

Deep into the night,

  she hunts darker truths

 

The hallway’s back stairs,

  her favorite retreat

 

Pending daylight’s return,

  when her bite becomes weak

 

Then she staggers back wounded

  to shadows that call

 

Old blood trails lead silent  

  down that dark lonely hall

 

Where a door is rechained,

  and its lock fastened tight

 

 Until a hacksaw appears

    —with the next moonless night

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

Together To Stand

The words once they’re spoken,

  notes and palettes enhanced

 

Not judged in reference,

   kindred spirits they dance

 

While music enlivens

  what phrases will say

 

A painting embodies

  what verses convey

 

And the only conflict

  is in the critic’s eye

 

Who sees not the harmony,

   but comparisons lie

 

As all art travels skyward,

  enjoined hand in hand

                                                          

To the source of its power

   —together to stand

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)