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

Mañana

On a path

of mindless

wander

To hope

is an unwoven

thread

In a life

of restless

longing

Tomorrow
in joy

— or in dread

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

‘Start Me Up’

Between

Charlie’s

Drums

Keith’s

Guitar

And Mick’s

Voice

The story of

Rock & Roll

Is told

Immortalized

— and reborn

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

For My Grandmother Catherine

Twenty-five years

of saying the Rosary

Twenty-five years

a promise to keep

A last dying wish

her beads in my hand

Not one day I’ve missed

— or one restless sleep

(The 1st Book Of Prayers: January, 2025)

What Bells

If not a Poet

what would I be

A soldier, a sailor

a fading marquee

If not a Poet

whose soul would I claim

a saint’s or a sinners

to praise or defame

If not a Poet

which path would I choose

the known or untraveled

which one did Frost use

If not a Poet

what hills would I climb

what bells could I ring

— in place of the rhyme

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

Before The Fall

Once up on

a pedestal

There’s nowhere to go

— but down

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

Tomorrow’s Chord

If the past is not alive in you

the future will be dead

Sparrows turn to flee the dawn

with yesterday unfed

Once memory breaks the golden chain

foundations lay unpoured

And silence breeds the only sound

— to play tomorrow’s chord

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

Filling The Void

Between truth

and falsity

In the cold

empty darkness

— lies a poem

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

An Angel Appears

Battling each

paradigm

I wandered alone

Straight into

the maelstrom

of thundering tomes

My nose

pointed North

spitting into the wind

Decision once made

a line crossed

from within

Reciting

a dogma

both precious and torn

The words fill my spirit

once lost

and forlorn

Chasing a promise

that’s eluded

so long

An Angel appears

to whose will

— I belong

(The New Room: January, 2025)

Just What …

What would you pay

to erase a memory

What would you buy

to blot out the stain

What would you give

to not be forsaken

What would you take

to lessen the pain

What would you know

if the words came unstrung

What would you hear

if the silence prolonged

What would it be

if time was delinquent

What would it mean

— if the meaning was gone

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)

Legacy’s Cost

Oh to be

remembered

Not to be

forgot

Excuses lost

in borrowed time

Reasons

— dearly bought

(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)