# # Cradle Poem by Sonya Florentino

# # Cradle

Rating: 2.9

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

same poem w/ photograph can bee see at:

Susan Jarvis 26 June 2009

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

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Lillian Thomas 23 June 2009

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.

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William Lindenmuth 25 April 2009

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

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Kesav Easwaran 17 March 2009

the last two lines are beautifully poetic, Sonya...to be one's cradle and song...incredible imagination...10+

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Whitney Nicole Albright* 13 March 2009

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.

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Patti Masterman 15 August 2009

What a simple poem, but containing such a profound idea.

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Nikunj Sharma 14 August 2009

Nice idea and imagery...keep writing

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Shashendra Amalshan 12 August 2009

Again a nice one indeed.. Your language is very free flowing.. lovely to read indeed... loves shan

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Rakesh Bedi 01 August 2009

Nicely penned; but if wishes are fulfilled then life won't be LIFE? !

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Angelica Dela Cruz 17 July 2009

things don't last. that's what makes them important. beautiful poem!

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Sonya Florentino

Sonya Florentino

Manila, Philippines (residing NYC)
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