2015 Condor Contest

Northern Bard: Justin Wallace “Summer Skies”

Summer Skies There once was a flight path to Frankfurt, And Yukoners all gave thanks for it. We’d take to the skies, Arrive on time, no surprise Born to fly with leg room, uncontorted. Poem Style: limerick

Northern Bard: Sean Yurchak “Different Worlds”

The Condor, the name for two species vultures, known to be the largest flying landbird in the western hemisphere, inhabiting the old and new world, and eponym for the giagantic flying bird called a plane, that connects the wild beautiful untouched wilderness of the Yukon, where nature rules, and conquers one´s everyday life, where the …

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Northern Bard: Jill Delaney

As I make my way across the land, I’m filled with joy in this place so grand. – Rugged mountains spread before my eyes, Inspiring in me many happy sighs. – Across arctic meadows tiny flowers grow, while nearby streams and rivers gently flow. – Through the endless sky wispy clouds form, A grey haze …

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Northern Bard: Mark Penner “The Yukon Provides”

The Yukon Provides No book nor picture can suffice to express,  The wonders and the nature of this peculiar place. Snow peak mountains, with its willows buried by the winds, While Dall’s sheep graze cautiously,   Every step taken with grace. – For the grizzlies are now waking, From a slumber so deep. I wonder what …

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Northern Bard: Don Green ” The Ballad of Baldy and White-Tail”

And the Winner of our Northern Bard poetry contest is… Don Green The subject line on the email began, “DON YOU HAVE WON” and I was reaching for the delete button until I saw rest of subject line, “THE CONDOR POETRY CONTEST!” Then I thought, “Maybe I better read this.” I had no expectation of winning, in fact my …

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Northern Bard: Jeninne Cathers “Yukon to Europe”

Yukon to Europe From the Yukon wilds of rivers and mountains To Europe’s history of castles and fountains; A flight away; it’s not that far On Condor, connecting here to “thar”. – Camping, canoeing, the midnight sun Are some of the reasons the Yukon is fun. And after mid-August, the northern lights  Could give a …

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Northern Bard: Collyn Lovelace “Eine glückliche Verbindung”

Eine glückliche Verbindung Ein shared curiosity exists between the land of the midnight sun and the place we call Germany, and they Deutschland. The people of midnight sun take the Condor to Deutschland for the architecture, the beer, the pretzels, the Alps. The Deuschlanders take the Condor to Yukon for the untouched land, the wildlife, the peace the quiet. …

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Northern Bard: John Birmingham “The Wind Whispers Freedom”

The Wind Whispers Freedom  The Condor soars into the valley trough with wings spread wide on a final glide, It’s cargo a collective adventurers all European noses press flat the glass, White grey gold piercing beauty descending majestic pride,  The roar of engines echo loud flaps extend to float great mass, – They attack the …

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Northern Bard: Paul Rath “Quest for the Yukon”

Quest for the Yukon Aboard the planes of Condor Air, they come, to marvel at Kluane’s soaring peaks, and see moose feed beneath the Midnight Sun           retracing steps of those who gold did seek. – “Larger than Life”, the Yukon’s creed exclaims, come see the sky filled up with dancing light, find …

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Northern Bard: Anell Angeles Trejo “Yukon, larger than life”

Yukon, larger than life Where to start and when to end? welcome to paradise my friend – Every inch of this nation tells a story where the people work hard to get the glory – And once you meet the Yukon, none can dare escape surrounded by exotic flowers and a beutiful landscape – In …

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Northern Bard: Lianne Charlie “huk’an gųą [fireweed] “

huk’an gųą [fireweed]  The ground still smolders  Flames lick the remaining trees, now posts Raw Standing stoic on the land Blackened burns sting to the touch Igniting memories that dance around us in the smoke – Ash smudged on our faces Making us dirty with their gaze They try to wash us away Wholly Water …

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Norther Bard: Chelsea Sparvier “Sitting in a plane”

Sitting in a Plane Sitting in a plane Flying high in beautiful skies Soaring peacefully Like a golden eagle Gliding smoothly Flying 250 miles per hour Going so fast Can’t feel a thing Gliding smoothly Like a golden eagle Soaring peacefully Flying high in beautiful skies Sitting in a plane

Northern Bard: Erin Giesbrecht “Frogs can’t fly and neither can I”

Frogs can’t fly and neither can I. Until Condor winks and inspires me to try, Nervous and anxious I choose to apply. To fly high in the sky, like a damselfly. A check off my bucket list before I die! – I want to laugh and paddle with Dieter, See the Black Forest, with eyes …

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Northern Bard: Elke Reinauer “The Sound of Home”

I dream of my hometown. Walking through these streets again, listening to music floating from open windows like light. Harmonica, accordion. Walking these streets where I know every corner Like my own body, where I left my thoughts hanging on walls, buildings Like a pair of shoes tossed into a tree – I dream taking …

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Northern Bard: Nicole Fradette “The Adventures of Suburban Joe”

The Adventures of Suburban Joe It’s been ten years and three months since we moved to this street. The neighbors are friendly. It’s quiet and neat. – The bus and the mail come right to our door. We’ve updated the paint and we’ve reclaimed the floor. – But, as I sort the recycling and rake …

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Northern Bard: Pam van Kampen “Far from the Yukon”

How far the Yukon from the ancient love Encountered in a Germanic café Instead of the raven a velvet dove And romantic is drunk, day after day – Far from Yukon, the marbl’d Taj Mahal Backdrop for princesses that contemplate To visit such magic, travel we shall And welcome the most adventurous date – Yet all those …

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Northern Bard: Mary Anne Keating “The Great Move”

The Great Move There once was a girl from down east Leaving home was thought of the least But she visited Yukon A new house she then took on And visions of returning have ceased Poem Identity: Limerick

Northern Bard: Matthew Brown “For Annie: when she’s able”

Thursday December 4, 2014   4:30pm In the parking lot gloom of the Superstore I had to stop and become very still, heart, breath, soul all of me perfectly quiet. – There, on the snow covered roof of an old rusted red car a large and mighty raven sat, weather-worn and disheveled wings slightly askew neck …

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Northern Bard: Valérie Théorêt “Northernly; Enough”

Northernly; Enough A flow; a connection. Land. Shared belief in its value. – A community; exploration. Resources. How to give and take? – A route;  a direction. Rocks. No expectation for no marker nor trail. – A frost; isolation. White out. Bold statement of the nowhere better to be. – A travel; exclamation. Flight. Hovering high …

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