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An Anthology Of Perception

'Exposing The Illusionary Concept Of Time'

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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

Nothing But Memories

Left

with nothing

but heartache

— we run from the pain

 

Left

with nothing

but promises

— the words in refrain

 

Left

with nothing

but yesterday

— tomorrow a lie

 

Left

with nothing

but memories

— a final goodbye

 

(The New Room: November, 2024)

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Wind Blown Sand

Time …

the enigmatic

trap

 we’re all caught within

 

(The New Room: November, 2024)

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Storm Seed

My slanguage

keeps the fire hot

my feet against the coals

 

My slanguage

what the critics hate

new venom to extol

 

My slanguage

whether read or sung

its message still the same

 

My slanguage

seeding my rebirth

— lost within the rain

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

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Breaking Through

Painfully beautiful …

oxymoronic

The quiet so loud

— all parameters die

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

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Escape Clause

Writing

is but

an escape

for the soul

 

Freeing

our passions

making

— us whole

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

 

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Semper Ibi

He stood by

my cradle

And followed

my hearse

Unlocking

two portals

Both blessing

— and curse

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

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North Of Boston

Today

 I decided

not to rhyme

 

The words

in volleys

poorly formed

 

Predicates

outcast

 covers smashed

 

Their accents

bouncing

 meanings lost

 

Today

I decided

not to rhyme

 

Appeasing

some

beyond the fence

 

Connections

broken

  phrases served

 

Playing tennis

without

— a net

 

(The New Room: November, 2024)

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29 Falls

Reaching into the

public consciousness

the words were given free

 

Blowing fresh holes

through blind consensus

nothing there to see

 

Reaching into

the common anthem

selling out for fate

 

Lost in the current

of tomorrow’s maelstrom

— passing heaven’s gate

 

(The New Room: November, 2024)

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Never Letting Go

We couldn’t survive

each to the other

We couldn’t let go

to live

We couldn’t give

without retaking

We couldn’t express

what we felt

We couldn’t stay quiet

when being together

We couldn’t come back

from the past

We couldn’t forgive

what time had rescinded

We couldn’t remember

— to forget

 

(Woodstock: Summer, 1969)

 

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Last Call

He wandered to the rim

looking over and down

Lost in a memory

his fear as a shroud

As voices from faces

that he never saw

Called out from the darkness

— with time overdrawn

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024) 

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