Best Sexton Poems

Call Your Mother

Pick up the phone...
do it now. 
If you can.
Later if you must, 
I trust that you, 
know the difference. 

She never put you...

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I am a collection of dismantled almosts. -Anne Sexton


Locked in a memory I labeled 'Remember When"
   are scraps and bits of what might...

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"Backhand"



You have turned me
inside out, cut open
like a tennis ball
I used to beat backhand
along with the racket
hard against the garage wall

To make sense of it...

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The Contest

I would like to enter, 
and sometimes I do. 
Occasionally I even win, 
to my surprise. 
How cool!

The true rule, 
to every fool,
or pirate...

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Sunset Spirit

Close your eyes, 
and stop thinking. 
Take a moment...
breathe.
God is already beside you. 
He has always been there. 
It is you, 
that must slow...

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Fear

It is a very small demon. 
It is a tiny monster, 
that never stops chewing on;
anything it can get. 

It is the one that hides,...

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Butterfly

Butterfly sweet, 
lovely wings of gossamer gold. 
Stretch your tips to the stars, 
as that is the reality of freedom. 
Glide for hours above the...

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And 

Goat heads, cockleburs, and cow pies. 
These are the things
we live with, in the country. 
Some you step on, 
some travel in your clothes,...

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“God like, not so different” 

She wrote, 
“where do you go to my lovely?”

my response, 
“I sink into the screen 
like a scream queen goddess,
I...

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"V"irus now controlling the world.
"I"n every home changes are coming.
"R"un to the store to get what you need.
"U"se peace not fear to escape the stress.
"S"un...

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Puzzles in Pink

Yesterday is just a dream. 
I took you everywhere, 
but you... do not remember. 

My little one, 
you cried and cried. 

We went...

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Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to...

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“Chameleons”

Chameleons
many shades 
of blue 

pretty beautiful
things given time
change their colours

not so 
delphinium
belladonna blue

Blue sky 
hypnotises
blooms 

face to the sun 
smiling to
wave Apollo in 

subtle fragrance...

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White Tiger

Giant beast, 
un-caged power of destruction, 
taking apart my life one day at a time. 
Ever-growing and living off, 
the suffering of my apparent...

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We are living in a world that has gone mad,
a world that is now filled with fear.
Love is now been replaced with me,
I must get...

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