Inca Poems


Inca Rose

This shady pink rich
Raspberry and red color
Like that of King's blood.
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Categories: inca, color, metaphor, red,
Form: Haiku

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under a nervous rain
in the dark afternoon of the forest
the slave extracts latex from the rubber tree
and the whip leaves stripes in the man on his knees

under the scorching sun
in the morning before shrouded by mists
the slave handles the pan in the stream
and the whip opens a bloody wound in him

but centuries before that
the ferocity
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Categories: inca, pain, rainforest, slavery,
Form: Free verse


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Inti, the Sun God, was happy always
Moon deferred to him in all kinds of phase.
Incas pussyfooted under his gaze.
He ruled Mexico in the good old days
The priests and alpacas met Inti’s gaze.
Mita system was society’s craze.
Children of twelve were not allowed to laze.
Boys herded llamas and alpacas for days.
Girls gathered plants for medicines and glaze.
Inca
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Categories: inca, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Monorhyme

Love Under the Inca Sky !

While writing about Machu Picchu the lost city of the INCAS , I thought about composing this 
poem ! The INCAS around 1100 AD , worshipped the Sun and lived very close to Nature . In 
this poem an Inca youth remembers his love with great fondness !

   LOVE UNDER THE INCA SKY
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Categories: inca, lovelove, sky,
Form: Rhyme

Mail Runners On the Inca Trail

Friends , while reading the History of the Incas , I came across the wonderous story of their 
mail runners , the 'chasquis' ! Kindly read their story !

THE MAIL RUNNERS - ON THE INCA TRAIL !
          (COURIER SERVICE) 

The Inca Empire during their hey-days, *
Controlled
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Categories: inca, history
Form: Verse


Inca Maca

I, brave Inca, I take maca, leaf of life and source of strength.
When I travel I chew coca, takes me through my journey's length
But, when I need great advantage, maca fires my fierce intent;
To the warrior gives great courage; to his foe, a dread torment.
Maca, maca, woe to women caught betwixt their men and me:
Enemy,
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Categories: inca, historywomen, women,
Form: Rhyme
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