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Best Poems Written by Zach Sarver

Below are the all-time best Zach Sarver poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Farmer


Among the trees and flowers adorned
Two hundred hence this world was born
As three structures were built on high 
These quilted years crept slowly by

No simple thoughts of future's past
As the farmer struck his iron cast
The horses kept their hills four to ten
Which all that ever should have been

But a scorched past had hid amongst his kin
His five thousand acres were down to ten 
In halls of wood now plastics resided
Circles of time that only oceans confided

Ten million wheels now encased the farm
Where once sat the fields and barn
The farmer's wife sat amazed at this
How iron and steel now replaced what's his

As the weeping wife sat next to his bed
The farmer's voice crept into her head

Fly above what now is dear
Hold the shell up to your ear
Find the path that sends you back
Before our mothers'  Jill and Jack

At the highest point stolen by the sky
Climb higher and higher and wave goodbye
On wings of paradise tempered but taught
Fade out like the star that we once sought

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Beacon

Sweetheart, you’ve turned my world upside down
I’ve ran so long, so far I don’t know right from wrong
I’ve ran ten thousand miles and I can’t find the noun
That can accurately describe this little song

But Baby, I think I've finally found the key
We can lovingly quote Brandon Boyd all we want
The truth is we’re the heroes of our own story
Our futures what we make of it, my confidant

Princess, our past is behind us, you know this truth
The waters are receding our horizon is clear
Every lie has been washed away from our youth
Born again on this emerald evanescent sphere

But beautiful, the past was not for naught
Every small adventure has been an instruction
In creating the world you rightfully want
Every lesson has left a permanent beacon

Guiding you precious, to your final ambitions
Through the black storms of uncertainty and strife
Dove, these were never arrogant aspirations
Despite all the darkness we all deserve the light

Butterfly, all I am really trying to say
Is that you are much more than a mere muse to me
You have become my world in a span of days
I want you to be happy and live out your dreams

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White Summer Dress


Four hundred  from here one month today
On a bench one thousand songs played

At the ferris wheel of Centeroo
I sat that day and waited for you

Among the haze of faces and sun I guessed
That you were the girl in the white summer dress

Having a laugh as you searched for me
Began to wonder what today would bring

But across the fence the moment was lost
I took to find how much pizza would cost

Now nine hundred from you this very day
I'm writing you on this chair to say

That I can't wait to leave this place
Fly to you just to see your face

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Euphony

Four hundred fifty and seven hours
When all we owned were April showers
Taking a chance on a pixelated face 
Became the preferred post-coup de grace  

You elected against the unpolished show
When you tossed the dice atlas in tow
Our nerves had a knack for steering the wheel
When you came home they proved puerile

We would have danced if there had been rain
When the stars fell silent on mid-west plains
Running the veldt with our dreams in tow
We seized our future and made it so

Now with this seven month’s consequent
We count our grace and build our monuments
To one thousand holidays now forthcoming
A binary euphony, a song never ending

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The Mice


As gold encircles the last blades of grass
Busses patrol for the maiden class
The world awakes the cigars burn out
Peace falls second to chaos downtown

The cats then chase their tails till dusk
Certain of promises will be kept in trust
Dreaming  the dreams of reality kings
Of absolute truths and biblical things

But those who call the darkness their day
Prefer the eye of the hurricane

Like a fresh fallen snow that reposes the fields
That silences the highway beyond the hills
A piece of the moon most never will know
To call the stillness of night their own

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Fourty Four

As the fire in her face took her away
He studied the intricate patterns of rain
As she endlessly chased her racing tail
He observed the water engulf the pale

As she looked to the mirror gentle cast
He steered the ship and tied the mast
As she mended the garden torn and few
He gazed out to sea and enjoyed the view

As she lay in bed down the hall
He danced with shadows on the wall
As she silently called out his name
He spoke to the skies fickle flame