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Best Poems Written by Nikki Ziehl

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Flying with a broken wing

Across the sky at end of day

I watched as birds set off home

 to roost. Straight home with no doubt

Direct through pink flush sky but look

One bird at the back desperate

Flapping double time to keep up 

 With the confident the strong the bold.

Oh dear bird with broken wing

You are the bravest of the lot.

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My Favorite Teacher

My Favorite Teacher
Is Forever near 
In the morning at noon at night
He wears to die for
leather Sandals, encasing
Well travelled dusty feet.
A robe so crisp, so white, so fresh
With a head of fragrant curls 
So soft
So forgiving 
Forever kind; whose lessons are taught 
In the wisest of ways;
No disapproving, angry, wagging fingers;
To remain in one’s heart, for all of one’s days.

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Reverse Psychology

The reflection in the water of the woman
Was not pleasing; even to herself she looked 
Hard.
Frown marks were etched deep; two lacerations 
Between her black unruly brows.
Thin lips clamped together in a downward Arc
Showed her disappointment in life; her dissatisfaction.
She didn’t want to go on; She didn’t want to go home.

Her reflection said “I bet you haven’t got the guts to get in like Ophelia did.”
The woman’s eyes narrowed; she actually hated her reflection. 
She took off her green shawl and lay it neatly on the green grass beside the still pond.
The unhappy woman stepped into the pond;
She sunk slowly down through her own reflection.
She had fallen for her own reverse psychology.
And now she is no more.

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Forsake Me Not

There is nothing more to be realised 
When God’s Grace is invoked and 
His mercy doth flush and cleanse
A carcass so parched that
 Its once beating heart stops
Dormant Broken Empty Nothing
To be replenished just in time
Malicious ego deadened
Fear of its return a dread.
Please God never leave me.

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Smoke on the Water

The water was warm it must have been
The morning was cold it was early
The two collided and and there it was
 smoke on the water rising 
mysteriously 
Vapor thin outlines levitating 
With the dawn chorus applauding 
Ecstatically 
There is no smoke without fire
Here comes the sun little darling
It’s alright