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Inca Poems - Poems about Inca


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



Premium Member Tribute To the Incas
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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