The dreams of a soldier
lay dead on the ground
A warrior’s spirit
his enemy found
The battle once over
a new war to find
Though death be not imminent
—all sleep to remind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
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
The Silence Was Death
Michael attacked the music
but the melody struck back
Driving him deeper inside himself
behind the sequence and the mask
Silence was death unspoken
and one that only he could hear
As the beat became his death knell
—a final moonwalk out of time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
Solo Uno
The artists only needed excuse
—an audience of one
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
Her Majesty
The naked epiphany
—visions only Queen
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
Poet
Phraser
Of
Eternal
Time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
Voices That Call
Real poets do not hide
behind ivy covered walls
But write within the maelstrom
—of those voices that call
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
Be Most Careful
Be careful as you age….
when they try to convince you
that your rough edges need to
come off
Be careful when they say that
“Your words need to be more
carefully chosen and more appropriate
to the politically elite”
Be careful when they threaten those
things that you have developed over
time that they will never appreciate
or understand
But be most careful when they tell
you…. “We are really your friends and
have only your best interests at heart”
—be most careful
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)
What They’ll Never Escape
People are afraid of what
they can’t understand
themselves most often assured
In the depths of their wandering
a voice cries out
a voice too close to ignore
People will bolt from that thing
that pursues
that thing that augurs to chase
With blinders on tight
and running in vain
—to flee what they’ll never escape
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Winter Oh So Near
Turning his eyes inward
his heart let out a sigh
And then with one last fleeting glance
he bid the past goodbye
What’s gone left undetermined
the future not to be
The moment praying faithfully
and down on bended knee
His garden burns autumnal
with colors rich and brown
A robin sings—last plant begins
seeded wishes in the ground
And then a North wind calls him
its voice so plain and clear
Those things undone best left to Him
—with winter oh so near
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
A Fresh Breath
Never trying to cheat the reader,
my words stay plain and few
The road direct, horizon vast,
as truth comes into view
Each word unclaimed, a promise kept,
the wait your reasoned choice
To breathe the future from the past
—this present freshly voiced
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
An Anthology Of Perception 