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

Hearts At Rest

A storm is coming,

 the sky will cry

 

Each cloud a tissue,

 old light to die

 

The gale once gone,

 all hope renewed

 

From end to end,

 the picture blue

 

The circle spins,

 the cycle turns

 

What came before

 must then return

 

The seasons frozen

 by grand decree

 

One reason chosen

 to set you free

 

All time a servant

 His master plan

 

The past and future

  just also-rans

 

This moment precious,

 this moment blessed

 

To live within you

 —your heart at rest

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

My Guide

Throw away my legacy,

 throw away my eyes

 

Throw away my hopes and dreams,

 package them with lies

 

Throw away the reasons,

 your excuses now to reign

 

But never throw away my voice

 —to guide me through the pain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

In Truth I lack

Concerned with self

  birds in a row

 

Concerned with self

  all droppings show

 

Concerned with self

  the blindfold tight

 

Concerned with self

  not day or night

 

Concerned with self

  what’s real distorts

 

Concerned with self

  my voice retorts

 

Concerned with self

  front turns to back

 

Concerned with self

  —in truth I lack

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

Open Fields

Are you judging from halls

  academic

 

Or from places where words

  cannot hide

 

Are your hours immersed in

  false reference

 

Or in a visceral pursuit

  that defies

 

All bias and excuse

  living tethered

 

In an ivy green mansion

  enthroned

 

While truth and beauty

  run together

 

Through open fields

  —that no pundit has grown

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

Independent Of The Vacuum

Is God an attribute

  of human nature

   —like happiness and anger?

 

Or the result of strong

  feelings and desires

   —like faith and belief?

 

Does he exist outside

  our consciousness

  —with a will to shape and guide?

 

Living independent

  of the vacuum

   —this world creates?

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)