On His Birthday

ON HIS BIRTHDAY
from Anne Donne to her husband John – supposing she went on record..

Five senses have we, but just one soul
I take you part by part, and then the whole
Your fingertips begin at shadow’s end
And I on each a hundred kisses spend.

Your toes from which radiate your joy
Your soles, your feet, your legs I all enjoy
Your shoulders, arms, are ceaseless comfort trained
Your face, your hair, your lips are thus arraigned.

Sweet tower of enterprise, and honeyed substance found
We share our treasure where we most abound
Our secret selves are now a flame of sense
Where we explode at last in innocence.

Exploring ways to end all life’s regrets
Our joy a million, million tears forgets.

by Rosemarie Rowley
from IN MEMORY OF HER Dublin 2008
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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December 29, 2015 at 5:45 PM
Rosemarie, Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups home page during the last week of 2015 and beginning of 2016 :) awesome way to start the year... Enjoy the coming Year.... SKAT
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January 8, 2015 at 10:39 AM
I give this a seven, Rosemarie. A poet friend once said that John Donne was her favorite poet, and encouraged me to read his work. This is a great tribute to him. How clever to write from the perspective of his wife.
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June 30, 2014 at 5:45 AM
That's very beautiful Rosemarie.
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June 28, 2014 at 12:53 AM
Very lovely, romantic tribute yoiu have paid here with love, Rosemarie
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