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

And Nothing At All

Like wine in storage,

The cellar of my perception ages

Buried deep in its recesses

The past and future abandoned

  —time no longer the vintner

 

Fermenting in the immediacy

Of the chosen instant

And distilling in the perfection

Of the perpetual present

  —the moment reopens

 

       Bringing with it everything

          —and nothing at all

 

(Garrett Hill Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

What Drives Me Still

The light through

My Grandmother’s

Bedroom window

Called out to me

 

‘Calls out to me’

 

Leading me to places

Where I had to go

Revisiting me now

In my twilight years

 

‘In my twilight years’

 

Reminding me again

Of those places I’ve been

And my reasons for going

As the mileposts shone

 

‘And the mileposts shine’

 

Reaching into the distance

Where the horizon pulled

And the dawn arrived

In what drove me once

 

‘In what drives me still’

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

 

Myself, I Bring

Living in a rented room

  my thoughts became my own

 

Living in a rented room

  my borrowed soul was owned

 

Living in a rented room

  the fog began to lift

 

Living in a rented room

  my spirit set adrift

 

Living in a rented room

  the moment now the thing

 

Living in a rented room

  —to me, myself I bring

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

 

 

The Academic Mask

Learning should be an open meadow

 and not a cave to hide

 

When coupled with experience

 its lessons to abide

 

No degree or title, money or fame

 will direct you toward the light

 

Life’s one great lesson—living free

 the academic’s plight

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beyond The Sash

A window framed with memory

 emits the brightest light

 

Its lock and hasp long since removed

 a journeyman’s delight

 

Casting off the millstone

 the rock of age has come

 

Where darkness hides beyond the sash

 —inside a rising sun

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)