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

Two Thoughts For 10-18-2018

Fortune Untold

 

Beyond the critics reach

  beyond the assassin’s grasp

 

A rainbow exists—with fortune untold

  refracting present, future, and past

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

 

  Time Dissolved

 

Wringing the joy out of every moment,

   catching those drops that fall

 

Time becomes septic draining into itself

   —the past and future dissolved

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2104)

 

 

 

 

End To End

That first book

That last book

That next book

That other book

Beginning and ending in the middle

  —they all turn out the same

 

The first book

The last book

The middle book

The forgotten book

Memory plagues that already said

  —only to be said again

 

The first book

The last book

The borrowed book

The successful book

Images recreated

  —as words jump page to page

 

The first book

The last book

The closing book

The memory book

An orchestra calls a final waltz

  —its conductor off the stage

 

The promised book

The distant book

The transforming book

The forever book

Sameness trapped a clone of time

   —as difference strikes again

 

That finished book

That published book

That famous book

That holy book

All critics choking in the dark

  —light burning end to end

 

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

Jaded And Hoping

The signpost a warning

  a resting black swan

 

Its flight to perdition

  last call from beyond

 

With roses ungifted,

  their thorns bury deep

 

Last moon a reminder

  a reckoning steep

 

The doctor’s watch broken

  your time shorter still

 

His prognosis a token

  beyond suture or pill

 

He asks if you’re ready,

  you say that you’re not

 

You ask if it matters…

  the main lesson untaught

 

And into the night

  you try once again

 

To find deeper meaning

  to reach beyond blame

 

But those last final minutes

  only serve to remind

 

What the jaded and hoping

   —are never to find

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

Nothing Lost

A four year endeavor

A lifetime of pain

The hours put in

Always fighting the strain

 

One hundredth of a second

Your dream crashes down

The spoils eluded

Someone else with the crown

 

No pictures or news clips

Today come your way

The prize to another

The trophy at bay

 

With pity now over

It’s time to dig in

The reward in the training

New endings begin

 

So head back to the track

Your pool or the court

The bar a bit higher

Your coach to retort…

 

   “It’s all up to you

    As you reweigh the cost

    Never quitting—the magic

    Until then nothing lost”

 

(Watching The Winter Olympics: February, 2014)