Jane Quijano Poems

I will be
gone someday.

But let it
not be now.
...

I am like a captive bird
Inside my cage;
I can get out
But I am back inside again!
...

My spirit soars up in heaven
To touch the spirit of God;
But touching reveals to me
The impurities of my soul!
...

I was a child born and lived to be an old woman...
Youth has left me long before it came
And I cannot remember
Most of my dreams and wishes of my childhood;
...

A lost poem I made years ago. I tried to do it again with the same title. Youth has its flavor but aged is golden. - Jane
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Sing to me your love songs again, dear
...

He sat alone in his old rocking chair
Looking out the window
Slowly rocking and faintly hearing
The creaking of the floor.
...

It was not of the soul...
But of the body...
That was beating me.
...

Inside my room in Kalasungay-
That is always dark and dim,
I hear cicadas and toads
Of different pitch at night,
...

In Lumayagan, a place embraced by creeks
And the unknown, I have tales untold...
Before the moon rises, clouds are forming
And on the ground, soft mist slowly crawling.
...

Always in my solitude, I see
Beyond the mountains!
Beyond the seas!
You and Me...
...