Machu Poems

Peru

As more than a few
flew to Peru
to peruse the view
who knew
or had a clue
what a man's to do
in the cerulean blue
but stand in the queue
to use the loo
and if you go too
or tootle on through
in lieu of a zoo
you're due to accrue
sights of a llama or two
in Machu Picchu

Categories: machu, animal, fun, humor, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme

Pablo Neruda: English translation of 'Machu Picchu'

The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII
by Pablo Neruda
translation by Michael R. Burch

Ascend with me, my American love!

Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together!

The Urubamba’s torrential silver
lures pollen to fly from its golden chalice
while above this canyon’s unbroken silence
everything soars: the climbing grapevines,
the shopworn plants, each inflexible garland.

Come, elfin life, test your wings above the earth,
test

Categories: machu, america, earth, kiss, life,
Form: Free verse

Secret of Machu Picchu

Machu Picchu in Peru
ancient city
where Inca disappeared

were they taken by aliens?
if so why?
Did wildebeests devour them?

Was there a flood?
An avalanche?
No evidence remains

Or did they simply flee?
Fearing something bigger than them?
Something from the sky?

Something from the bowels of the earth?
Were they scooped into a portal?
We do not know.

Categories: machu, travel,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Machu Picchu

Poet:  Ken Jordan 
Poem:  Machu  Picchu 
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan 
written:  June/2015




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Categories: machu, mountains, places, spiritual,
Form: Shape

Beautiful Machu Picchu

Beautiful Machu Picchu

As I walked through the villages
Can’t ignored the beauty of life,
As I saw the wonder of nature while
I climbed the Machu Picchu Mountains

The simple thing seems to be so pure
Its beauty reflect the blessing of God
The mountains that I climbed to find peace
On Earth, the flowers and the rivers and the
Smell of fresh

Categories: machu, beautiful, beauty, beauty, mountains,
Form: I do not know?

Machu Pichu

A staff is more than handhold, its worn
to the grasp, trust in what fell down from above.

The llama's sure foothold fits like our staffs
in the rocks climbing upward to the top to the sky.

We risk the blaze of sun, for the wide wings of condor
soaring, spiraling, hunting for a meal, never assured

except for his hold

Categories: machu, beauty, heaven, journey, nature,
Form: Couplet

Visions of Machu Picchu

I walk over archeology
relics of ancient times
and I,


fall as Tlaloc dreams 
with obsidian eyes 
and pulls me in, 
A High Priest
wields the dagger
as a virgin weeps
of manna, blood drips
as the sacrifice triples
the alliance fell 


a Jaguar stalks
in maize lines, clay stones
inlaid with gold symbols 
direct to Huitzilopochtli’s throne 


in codices 
the prickly pear
reads of eagles

Categories: machu, fantasy, imagination
Form: Free verse