Treasure Island

Sonya Florentino

(Manila, Philippines (residing NYC))

# # Cradle

Why must it be like slivers, like crumbs
Why can't I hold anything in my hands
Why does it feel like accidents, like chance
Why must everything slip away like sand

If I could just hold everything all at once
I would have them molded in the shape of my palms
If I could hold anything, anything!
I would be their cradle and song

© 2009 Sonya Florentino

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Submitted: Sunday, March 08, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, October 13, 2009

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  • Susan Jarvis (6/26/2009 4:29:00 AM)

    Such vivid images, such heartfelt sentiment - from the title to the wistful closing line, this poem is remarkable. S :) (Report) Reply

  • Lillian Thomas (6/23/2009 12:37:00 PM)

    This is a beautifully crafted poem and has such depth of feeling, also a philosophical idea enclosed in it, its really quite remarkable!
    I love the way you set out with a group of rhetorical questions, then answer them in subjunctive sentences. it is really quite an thought-provoking piece. But also we can hear your frustration, almost to the point of angry tears, or despondency. At least that is how I hear you saying this. (Report) Reply

  • William Lindenmuth (4/25/2009 2:51:00 PM)

    so many things in life slip right through our fingers, your poem is a perfect reflecion of that. theree are many things we want to hold on to in life that somehow get away from us (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (3/17/2009 8:26:00 PM)

    the last two lines are beautifully poetic, be one's cradle and song...incredible imagination...10+ (Report) Reply

  • Whitney Nicole Albright* (3/13/2009 10:06:00 PM)

    I love this. It's sad in a way. It seems like everything we want slips through our fingers. But then again, if nothing slipped away then we wouldn't love something when we held it. (Report) Reply

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