Athena Lacroix Poet Free verse

My Daughter of Time

My Daughter of time


My daughter of 1989
The face that etches in mine
Can you not see my pain
Plastered on my sleeve

Why have you turned from mine
The time capsule so rare
Love define in our hearts
Forgotten on some hill 

Please turn back 1989
Being there I am secure
Endure the emotion of play
Please turn back and stay

My Daughter of 1989


Athena Charlotte

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Raul Moreno May 3, 2009 at 5:54 PM Athena, my belated congrats in making the semi finals...Raul

Carol Sunshine Brown April 10, 2009 at 8:43 AM Congratulations on your poetry making it into the semi finals. Wishing you the best of luck in the finals. Love, Carol

Amy Swanson February 17, 2009 at 1:25 PM This is so sweet and also sad to read, you conveyed your emotions well with the passage of time. With time comes the inevitable unknowns. I loved reading it and wish you the best, and congrats :) on being featured this week. It was well-deserved. Love, Amy

Brandee Augustus February 17, 2009 at 12:56 PM Beautifully sad poem. I never thought that free verse could make so much sense and be so poignant at the same time. I sometimes have a hard time with understanding free verse; but this is awesome!

Vince Suzadail Jr. February 17, 2009 at 9:28 AM Congratulations Athena, on "My Daughter Of Time" being featured thiss week on Poetry Soup. Vince

February 16, 2009 at 4:28 PM The emotion comes through your words--I've already read it twice. Congratulations on having your poem featured this week. Wishing you continued success. Karen

Michael Jordan February 16, 2009 at 6:42 AM Athena - Beautiful name and a very beautiful poem - congrats on being featured - God Bless, MJ

Raul Moreno January 5, 2009 at 3:23 AM Nice poem Athena, I welcome you to poetry soup and I invite you to read some of my work. I hope you have a blessed new year...Raul

Margaret Okubo January 4, 2009 at 7:23 AM Very sad and profound. If only we can turn back the clock. Excellent write. Thank you.