David Wood

Gold Star - 13,793 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Elegy For A Drowned Child - Poem by David Wood

When Death’s pale decaying fingers
Have caressed the face of beauty and lingers
For a moment to gaze on that face so pure
The innocence of the young there’s no demur
Death has no concept of age no mind to dwell
On pity or the consequences of those who fell
They rest now in Heaven’s immortal light
Where Angels shine in vestments bright
Where He who makes all things whole
Sends Glory to surround their soul

Topic(s) of this poem: death

Form: Elegy

Poet's Notes about The Poem

In memory of all the children of refugees who drowned in the Mediterranean seeking freedom

Comments about Elegy For A Drowned Child by David Wood

  • Liza Sudina (9/8/2015 10:03:00 AM)

    Yes! He just takes us to His Light that He hides the whole life from our body's eyes! (Report) Reply

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  • Paul Warren (9/4/2015 7:25:00 PM)

    I think we are on the same page - effective and well written. (Report) Reply

  • Rahman Henry (9/4/2015 10:57:00 AM)

    'They rest now in Heaven’s immortal light
    Where Angels shine in vestments bright'..... Melancholy. A beauty of supper composition.
    (Report) Reply

  • Pijush Biswas (9/4/2015 6:49:00 AM)

    Easy to read as it is well rhymed,
    like this,
    (Report) Reply

  • (9/4/2015 5:11:00 AM)

    Nice poem. Nice to read. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 4, 2015

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