Friday, October 9, 2015

A Pause in Time



by Victor P. Gendrano

Tarry a little while
and let those jaundiced eyes
pierce the unseen wonder
of nature's bounteous beauty

which in civilization's 
suicidal dash to extinction
neither could pause nor ponder
or otherwise reflect on the
spontaneity of the moment

or the cherished charm 
of a dew-draped flower
the mesmerizing melody of a song
the wishful whispers of a sigh or
a budding brave and shy smile

For once
let feelings and emotion
reign supreme over reason
and embrace these arrested
moments like long-lost lovers

Then let the soul sustain
itself of those magical moments
pulsing with life again.


In my book, RUSTLE OF BAMBOO LEAVES


Wednesday, September 16, 2015

IN THE NAME OF LOVE


IN THE NAME OF LOVE


Inspired by titillating and tragic news headlines some time ago, I wrote the first two related tanka and posted them in the Summer Haiku Blog, a world-wide community of poets with the common love of the Japanese poetic forms. Then I added the third and fourth ones  later after a similar headliner.


she gunned him
in his sleep
as she can’t bear 
to share her lover
then she killed herself


mystery solved
he disappeared
only to admit later
he’s with his other love
living abroad 


their vow of love
remains unbroken
to the very end
when both submitted
to euthanasia


she with terminal cancer
he with hale heart who chose
to die with her together
in a foreign hospital
sanctioning self immolation

While having dessert in a restaurant after a late lunch, I wrote these lines on the back of the sales receipt, fresh from the memory of the poems I wrote above. 


Being a wordsmith that I am, my poetic persona meandered to a familiar magical and homey place where the past and the present mesh and time stands still. With just a bit of remembered lives or events, an avalanche of words spews out from nowhere and weaves themselves into a poem, like this one. 


the entwined ivy
and blooming rose
reach for the sun
the entanglements
of forbidden love


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

REMEMBERING 9/11

REMEMBERING 9/11
A haiku sequence

simple math
six hijackers
to six thousand dead

innocence crumbles
among New York rubble
September rain

patriotic fervor
the geraniums
remain in bloom

blood-stained sun
sinks in the rubble
twilight of hopes

the Vietnam vet buys
red, white and blue tulips
memorial garden

In my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves
but first published in
World Haiku Review
Vol. 1, Issue 3, November 2001

Friday, August 28, 2015

People watching


PEOPLE WATCHING 
a haibun

A typical Sunday morning scene unfolds before me at my favorite fast food place. Seated together on the right table is a young couple evidently so much in love with each other, oblivious to other people around them while safely ensconced in their private world. Next, to their left is a father and his well-behaved daughter in her Sunday clothes, slowly munching her french fries. In between sipping her drink, she glances at her dad with a contented smile. During a lull in their eating, he gently brushes a wisp of unruly hair upwards to her child's forehead. 

On the next table are two middled aged men boisterously rummaging a found newspaper left on their table by a previous customer. One is looking for sales in a local store while the other is busy perusing the sports page. At the farthest table, an old couple, obviously married and used to each other's ways, are quietly eating with nary a conversation but with a happy and contented demeanor.

dining alone
I forgot to feel sorry
for myself

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Bilingual poems



Having constantly used a borrowed language since high school and beyond, I am sometimes torn by uncertainty as to whether to use one in favor of the other or end up writing in both idioms in my poetry. 

I like to think though that I have some readers who understand both Tagalog and English hence my decision to use both as much as possible. Any comments or feedback on this matter would be greatly appreciated.
Here is a bilingual sample.

from a distance
at the appointed time
I wait for your glance
to bask once more
in your smile

Tagalog
sa abot ng tanaw
at takdang panahon
hintay and sulyap mo
nang muling mamasdan
and iyong ngiti

Published in my book,
Haiku and Tanka Harvest

Selected Haiku and Tanka poems, 2006-2011 A selection of over 200 haiku and tanka poems previously published in various online and print journals as well as book anthologies, written from 2006-2011.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Cinquain Trilogy



Because
I showed my grief
you were surprised yet knew
there's inner hurt gnawing inside
my soul.

But then
aren't we forced
by social norms to hide
our fears lest our loved ones suffer
from them?

I take 
my manly role
seriously as I can.
Yet do they know that I also 
feel pain?

From my book, RUSTLE OF BAMBOO LEAVES






Monday, August 3, 2015

CACTUS

the cactus plant
outlives and outlasts
even man himself
who then is the master
of the universe

from my book,
Haiku and Tanka Harvest
available at Amazon


Tagalog

ang cactus ay
nabubuhay nang matagal
sa tao, sino nga kaya 
higit makapangyarihan
sa mundo