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

The Joy I’m Without

I walked with Colby,

 he never walked with me

 

His spirit to guide us,

 his love in the lead

 

We circled the globe

 a time and a half

 

His tail was my compass

 to guide us steadfast

 

In all kinds of weather

 we stuck to the trail

 

Under sunshine and rain

 our forays prevailed

 

In May of last year

 he collapsed on our walk

 

And with valor he tried

 but his body would balk

 

Its been downhill since then

 with him not knowing why

 

The knowing inside me

 his neuropathy slide

 

I knew it was coming

 as he struggled to stay

 

And he fought till the end

 on this very sad day

 

As I looked in his eyes

 for the last final time

 

Willing to give up my life

 for his health to revive

 

The fates were against us

 his clock had run out

 

The pain in his parting

 —the joy I’m without

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November 9th, 2018)

 ‘Today, I lost The Best Friend I Ever Had’

 

 

 

Eternity Smiles

Caught in the same web

  of insecurity

 

  —we write

 

To ease the pain, to emancipate

  the joy

 

  —speaking truth to our doubts

 

Freeing them upon the wind, all

  questions unanswered

 

  —as our voices escape

 

Crying out names that only heaven

  will know

 

  —while eternity smiles

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)