MY POEMS, REVISITED, by Victor P. Gendrano

by Victor Gendrano on Monday, January 29, 2013 at 8:05pm ·

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COLUMBIA SPACE SHUTTLE

by Victor P. Gendrano © 2003

(To the seven astronauts, including 2 women, of the ill-fated 

Space Shuttle Columbia, February 1, 2003)

let our remains

scatter on earth’s bowel

we’ve paved the way

so future astronauts

can carry on our goals

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yonder above the vast expanse

how puny the earth looks

a blue-white speck adrift

almost in nothingness

just for a little while there

I sensed not only loneliness

but fragile hope for humankind

in its incessant search

for peace

World Haiku Review

Vol. 3, Issue 1, March 2003

Then finally published In my book, RUSTLE OF BAMBOO LEAVES ©2005, at this address:

http://www.lulu.com/shop/victor-p-gendrano/rustle-of-bamboo-leaves/paperback/product-246155.html

MOVING DAY ADVENTURE

by © Victor P. Gendrano, Jan. 25, 2013

         February 1, next month, is the first anniversary of my moving to this retirement house. On the early morning of that first day, I thought I smelt freshly brewed coffee, so half-awake, I hurriedly walked to the kitchen dreamingly half-expecting a homey breakfast with my late wife.

         Unfortunately, I accidentally bumped my head on the bedroom’s ajar door and felt blood oozing from my forehead to my eyes. I sidestepped to the bathroom, snatched a bunch of toilet paper and pressed them tightly over the wound. With my right hand on my forehead, I used my left hand to dial for help.

         A paramedic examined the wound, proclaimed it was only a cut and no stitches are needed, then bandaged my head after covering it with medicated cream.

                  time and place

                  only deepen and strenghten

                  my first love

A poem I wrote when Barack Obama was elected president of the United States, four years ago.


I have witnessed
the dawn of a new era
when people of all races
and creeds can dare to dream
in color blind America today

Modern English Tanka
Vol. 3, No. 3, Spring 2009

new widower

a brisk wind blasts open

his empty mailbox

World Haiku Review

December 2012

new year
a fractured world yearns
for peace

winter chill

the expatriate yearns

for sunny home  

World Haiku Review

December 2012

constant texting

schoolchildren become

poor spellers

new year -
I recycle last
year's resolution