“Truth
is often attended
by a bodyguard
of lies”
A consequence
so precious
its veracity
must hide
Deep within
the smoke
on a battlefield
most dire
Victory burns
within each man
intrepid
— to inspire
(Tribute To D-Day: February, 2025)
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
A Heavy Shadow
The weight
of what I
haven’t done
far outweighs
my past
Those things
left vacant
on the shelf
of what I left
for last
Excuses
linger
as empty
choices
following behind
Reminding me
of what
I’m not
in content
— and in kind
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
Gift Horses
Happiness
you can’t explain
Forever joyous
— hope’s refrain
(The New Room: February, 2025)
Ode To Bobby D’
The minute I say
what it means to me
It will never mean
something different to you
Words are like highways
they begin and they end
You can get on and get off
where you choose
If I tell you the mile marker
I travel the most
You may miss one
I still haven’t seen
If I break it apart
and then spell it all out
There’s no mileage left
— to wander and dream
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
The Lion Of Babylon
The only thing
that changes
is perspective
The only thing
envisioned
sight unseen
The only thing
that’s lasting
stays redundant
The only thing
that lingers
— is a dream
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
Hades Revisited
Having less
suffering more
Doors were slamming
wolf at the door
Arriving first
finishing last
Spiraling downward
— perdition recast
(The New Room: February, 2025)
Leavened Redemption
Lost in a ditch
on the highway
of life
A change
came upon him
from darkness to light
That dead end
Apostle
arose and broke free
Remanding
his spirit
— at last unto Thee
(1st Book Of Prayers: February, 2025)
Free Words
I wrote them
for the wind
not publication
I wrote them
for the now
future be damned
I wrote them
in a sweet
anticipation
I wrote them
to release
— upon the land
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
Dark Sustenance
Homeless
enflamed
in the alleyway
food
their main concern
Love
someone else’s
mystery
hunger’s infliction
— to burn
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
Plasma Of Time
My heart bled
and writing
was an open wound
As words
poured out
in hemorrhaged pleadings
No suture
or hemostat
clotting their flow
The nearer
the end
the harder it pumped
In gushing
pulsations of
finality
Bleeding out
what time
— could never give back
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
An Anthology Of Perception 