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

Whose Wound Reveals

The world that we escape to…

 a thunder strike to come

 

That inner passing night train

 the past and future run

 

An image once to blind you

 now guiding through the maze

 

Temptation and redemption

 twin catalysts betrayed

 

One vision chosen blindly

 new insight falls like rain

 

As darkness drains the cosmos

 reflection dyed and stained

 

But memory comes as Savior

 stigmata left behind

 

Whose wound is now a fountain

 —where flows the deeper mind

 

(Plane Back From Dallas: June, 2018)

Checks You Can’t Cash

Do you live your whole life

  in a partially filled space

 

Do you swear up and down

  about reasons defaced

 

Do you sing in a choir

  where the music has died

 

Do you brand all as liars

  as your knots remain tied

 

Do you rob from the master

  just to steal from the slave

 

Do you live in a mansion

  built on top of your grave

 

Do you look for direction

  on trails hollow and thin

 

Does your soul beg correction

  torn away from within

 

Do you begin every sentence

  tracing back to the past

 

Do you live every moment

 —writing checks you can’t cash

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)

Farther Than Near

Crossing over

 to what most would call good

 

My feelings inline

 my words understood

 

No chair or wip

 do the verses require

 

All teeth now removed

 in fear of your ire

 

Crossing over

 to what some would proclaim

 

The lines neatly ordered

 with nothing profane

 

Those tight little smiles

 they clap and they cheer

 

Words lost of all meaning

  —truth farther than near

 

(Dallas Texas: June, 2018)

Forever Wondering Why

A captive of his genius

And prisoner of his insight

The Jester played New York

Like a fiddler on the run

The truth always just a step

Ahead or behind his perception

The music caught in between

Like an opera singer’s pause for breath

‘The Times Were A Changing’

 —and he was left forever wondering why

 

(Dallas Texas: June, 2018)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Those Things Denied

Today is for the living

 fate yet to take its toll

 

The reaper’s threats lie cold and bare

 when not yet on his roll

 

Life belongs to those who bleed

 with joy and pain redressed

 

The will to live—Your love to give

 those things denied to death

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)