HAIKU AND SENRYU HARVEST

2013-05-20T14:45:00.000-07:00

why cut your shade tree
because twice there I tried
to hang myself

2013-05-16T17:23:00.000-07:00

a strange perfume
announces him sneaking
to our bedroom

2013-05-14T15:22:00.000-07:00

spring sunshine
the toothless smile
of a homeless girl

from my book, Haiku and Tanka Harvest

2013-05-12T09:46:00.000-07:00

my daughter
invites me to brunch
this Mother's day
just for a tender moment
she's her late mother

from my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves

2013-05-07T18:30:00.000-07:00

room cleaning

the first doll she gave

her newly wed daughter

2013-05-03T11:58:00.000-07:00

trudging alone
on jacaranda lane
my birthday

2013-04-29T12:23:00.000-07:00

misty afternoon
she takes a last look
at the leaving train

From my book, Rustle of bamboo leaves

2013-04-24T22:34:00.001-07:00

Before the cherry blossoms all fall down, here's a collaborative work of Janis Lukstein and me, a picture poem called Haiga.

2013-04-17T17:58:00.000-07:00

Today is National Haiku Day. Here are some old and new poems to share.

just beyond the lane
wildflowers welcome
haiku lovers

widower's garden
her roses bloom side by side
with weeds

total strangers
come to aid other strangers
Boston bombings

we join the world
in collective prayers
for the victims and kins

2013-04-11T10:10:00.001-07:00

Here's the original picture of my wildflower poem below.

2013-04-09T11:52:00.000-07:00

first marital row
the silence between them
is deafening

2013-04-06T14:04:00.002-07:00

wrong trail turn

the scent and sight

of wildflowers

Tagalog

maling daan

bango at tanawin

bulaklak na ligaw

2013-04-02T18:55:00.000-07:00

A family friend, Joe, just passed away leaving his wife Daisy and their only child Elizabeth. My heartfelt condolences to them and here are my haiku/tanka poem offerings. May he rest in peace and join in His resurrection!

my friend Daisy shares

her childlike emptyness

on her husband's death

meantime Liz scrawls

her love and affection

in a letter she wrote

to her dad the day

before he died

2013-03-28T14:55:00.000-07:00

My new work from the latest issue of

World Haiku Review, March 2003

GUN VIOLENCE, a haiku sequence

seeming epidemic

random deadly shootings

in the land of the free

color them red

innocent victims

of gun violence

staring puzzled

at a deep black abyss

kins of murder victims

gun control debate

who's to blame: the gun

or the trigger man

2013-03-25T11:41:00.001-07:00

chilly morning
she grabs me back to bed
a little longer

2013-03-20T17:08:00.000-07:00

first day of spring
her love and orchids
are blooming

2013-03-11T13:45:00.000-07:00

resplendent

in her wedding gown

my daughter celebrates

her 31st anniversary

with the same man

2013-03-06T09:38:00.000-08:00

icy sidewalk -
she refused his brown hand
then she falls down again

2013-02-27T12:00:00.000-08:00

gathering dust
in the garage
his late wife's wheelchair

2013-02-25T15:28:00.001-08:00

dining alone -
her radio plays
our love song

2013-02-19T11:01:00.002-08:00

Color haiku prompts from NaHaiWriMo (National Haiku Writing Month)
color them red
innocent victims
of gun violence
staring puzzled
at a deep black abyss
kins of murder victims

still green

in the art of love

sheepishly grinning

2013-02-15T18:15:00.000-08:00

friends forever
sharing love and laughter
on Valentine's day

2013-02-15T09:38:00.000-08:00

dust we are
to dust we shall return
Ash Wednesday rule

2013-02-07T20:35:00.000-08:00

winter rain
the warmth of her touch
in my dream

First published in
The Heron's Nest
Vol. VIII, No 2, June 2006

then In my book, Haiku and Tanka Harvest © 2012
https://www.createspace.com/3737478

2013-01-29T11:05:00.000-08:00

MY POEMS, REVISITED, by Victor P. Gendrano

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

COLUMBIA SPACE SHUTTLE

(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

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