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

To Me

Poetry is to be given away
  and never ever sold

                                                 A gift beyond what time demands
                                                  —and wrapped in leaves of gold

                                         (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

Bastard Of Time

When time loses its hold

  do you choose a new father

 

Free of place and all station

   even freer from blame

 

Your mother is now

  and your mother forever

 

But your father is a choice

  much more than a name

 

Do you wrestle in torment

  as he calls out to you timeless

 

 Beyond the past and the future  

    —where you forever remain

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

New Storms

How now the vanishing wind…

 

The days are upon us

 last season begins

 

All words are regifted

 and placed into song

 

As time has now shifted

 our last excuse gone

 

How now the suffering lies…

 

The light burns immortal

 old visions decry

 

What’s done long behind us

 new storms call our name

 

The clouds mark their entry

 —the past left to blame

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

Eternity’s Wings

The last door now open,

  freedom’s been found

 

The air burns electric

  the words different sounds

 

To fly unabated

   with heavens consent

 

En masse celebration,

  the god’s do relent

 

All feeling enraptured

   new joy to be shared

 

The journey, the struggle

   —salvation ensnared

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

The Future Clear

Being my number one fan,

 I never waited for applause

 

Living within my own code

 all reasons fixed on—just because

 

Being in charge of myself

 the days flowed freely into years

 

Dying from living too hard

 the past exposed—the future clear

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

Life Or Death

Up or down

 forward or back

 

Polarity ends

 in a panic attack

 

Start, stop

 the stillness portends

 

The middle a wasteland

 lost years of pretend

 

Before or after

 in front or behind

 

Timing entraps

 with the devil’s design

 

Salvation, damnation

 souls to contend

 

To live or to die

 —to start or to end

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)