Best Condor Poems

Ten thousand years ago he roamed free
He was king of the sky on both coasts
Now his kind is just clinging to life
Only about 160 birds left to boast

Lead poisoning led to his decline
That, and the predation of man
Now, sadly, he's raised in a cage
Protected as...

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El Condor Pasa means Flight of the Condor
Song preformed by Simon and Garfunkel

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I fly, alone, powerful, high up in the skies
Wondering at what makes clouds grey
At what makes the land green
At what does there be for me, except the carrying of my duty

I fly, alone, powerful, wanting to be deaf at humanity's cries
When, I do see that...

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El Condor........... 
Flying 


This snowscape 
High flight 
High escape 
Mountain light 


This solitary flying 
Wind sighing 
Mountain light 
Andean flight 

El Condor 

Soaring high 
Andean home 
Flying alone 
Hear the moan 
Of Incan wind 
Hear it sigh 

El Condor 

This Incan wind blows 
Andean mountain...

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Fly! Fly! Fly! my friend, sail wide, see those that see no more. Trust your sight, given, still the curiosity, of existing borders, cross those, the ones we have forgotten. Seek the wonders, offered, the ones that I have ignored. Pass your adventures onto myself,...

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A condor in the window
Lilting to one side
Favoring the throat not yet marked.

Cain’s hand—colder
Than described.
A star on frosted glass.

There is light beneath the crystals
It powers the melting.
Oasis half-waded.

A waif to the roar of dusk
I open all the closed doors,
Remove the drafting animals.

It is a runway...

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Marvelous to see
a condor soar
unlike the ghoul
when landed and picking -- 

master of thermals!

dark lord of demise -- 

which makes me more
profoundly consider

his tearing beak, and 
vacant, soulless eyes

imagining now, a higher
purpose, loftier reason
for his seeming casual
glides -- dripping red, making
bleeding sunsets~ exposing
man's many elevated...

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My sky friend knew the glistening wound would 
Prove fatal as my faith pulled
     Itself to the side of the highway to die 
     Among that patch of diesel blooms and
Pull tabs. He did not weep for...

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Ghostly figure in white
Wearing the oni mask
Softly plays the heavenly jade xiao
gleaming in the moonlight
Underneath the peach blossom trees 
A sweet fragrance in the air 
Near the pagoda waits
Like a Ghost in the night
Playing the song of the sea and waves
On haunted isle
While peach blossoms...

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When you ask about my trip, what will I say?
That the river waters are milky azure, surging from melting glaciers
Glaciers pressing through granite masses
So huge they might be clouds held tightly in valleys of fearful peaks.

I’ll mention a rolling waterfall, not tumbling or churning,
But a...

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