Frank V. Gardner
Frank, born in Washington, lived his early years in the small community of Glencarlyn, across the Potomac River from the Nation's Capital, in Arlington County, Virginia. After his father, Francis I. V. Gardner, died in a construction accident. his mother, Marie Gardner, moved with Frank, age four, and his two sisters, back to Washington, where she went to work as a clerk-typist for the U. S. Government. Frank attended elementary and high school in Washington.
After completing two years of college in 1942, Frank enlisted in the U. S. Marine Corps to fight in World War Two. After boot camp at Parris Island, South Carolina, he was trained as a radio operator in the Naval Training... more »
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Frank V. Gardner Poems
This Time, You Come to Me
All through our lovely married life I've had to go away. And it was always you, my dear, Who was back home to stay.
Sanctification of Love
Those lovers, young, may think they know, But they won't know the score, Until they're married twenty years, And then they add some more.
Come Home. Danny
The day that Danny went away He didn't make a fuss. It was the second day of May.... He left a note for us.
Iambic Tetrameter and Me
Today, I sat me down to ponder Why I write like this: Four metric feet, first line of text, And three feet in the next.
Body Man, a Special Breed
The body man is in a job That he's been in for years. He gets it done, as they all do, With muscle, sweat.... and beers.
Six years we've lived in Mexico, And now it's time to go. We're headed back to Washington, Where winter brings the snow.
Widow and Very Special Mother
In nineteen hundred twenty four, Because our father died, Our mother had to go to work, And swallow family pride.
Not any other Landing Force
They called us Landing Force, Air Support Control Unit One: Marines who knew the difference 'tween A rifle and a gun.
Do the Best You Can
The world around us doesn't wait for us to make a mark; For waiting is so futile when we have so little spark. So many do the waiting as they watch the world go by; Too many sit and wonder how the mountains meet the sky.
Iwo Jima: Why and How
Discussing the Pacific War, a student asked of me, "Why take so small an island, isolated, far at sea? " I told the class what we had done; it jogged my memory. At home, I wrote that epic down in verse and poetry.
Gardner Seven Teens
In spring when buds are popping, And the leaves are showing green, Who could enjoy it better than A girl of seventeen.
John Kennedy, Eternal Rest
The day John Kennedy was shot, He bowed his wounded head... His wife embraced him frantically, Her lap, a martyr's bed.
Rest Assured, John Kennedy
The years have passed since Kennedy... With heartache, war, and strife.... How would it be if, only, He had not then lost his life?
Mother's Day with Microwave
This early morn I woke befuddled; . Came downstairs to write These thoughts that in my mind were muddled Through the stormy night.
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This Time, You Come to Me
All through our lovely married life
I've had to go away.
And it was always you, my dear,
Who was back home to stay.
It wasn't my own choosing,
But the Government, which said
That I must leave my family,
And sacred marriage bed.
The FBI was first to pry
Our soothing arms apart.
And, each time I returned to you
With ever swelling heart.
The Foreign Service, next, attempted
Separate our arms.
But I was not to be denied,
Returning to your charms.
I came back to you every time,
From places I can name: ...