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

Forever To Shine

The joy of a simple walk

The company of a treasured dog

With peace as my roadmap

I’m pulled deeper inside

 

Each step brings me closer

To myself in this moment

As the past and the future

Drift slowly aside

 

All bliss disconnected

From place or event

Its joy now sustaining

And unendingly mine

 

The time of the season

All seasons do abound

New light from within

  —here forever to shine

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)

Coursed In Stone

You have money in the bank,

 but you’ll never be rich

 

With the power to buy and sell

 though yourself disowned

 

Those things today and then tomorrow,

 their weight crushes in upon you

 

A legacy doomed as rock by rock

 —your future coursed in stone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

Captured

Striving to be anonymous,

 the hole got deeper still

 

Ties were broken, ropes were cut,

 less water in the well

 

Alone within my loneliness

 the darkness came at last

 

The wish, I wish, I’d wished away

 —had captured me at last

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

 

 

Dropping Fast

Racing the dark from Albuquerque to Flagstaff

 old questions trailed behind me

 

The highway marked with broken dreams

 of searchers long ago

 

As Gallup filled my rearview mirror

  the sun reached out and grabbed me

 

My last horizon dropping fast

 —the finish line aglow

 

(Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)