The title of the book, Under the Rose, translates to “in secret.” In the classical Roman world, the rose is a symbol of confidentiality. Roses were decorated on ceilings above dining rooms so when people were under the influence of wine, the roses would remind them that any conversations could not be made public.
Writing poetry is an art form, and expressing this form of art is to fulfill ones self. Reading poetry also fulfills others to the extent of experiencing certain emotions and/or thoughts. In Under the Rose, the author has compiled those poems where all people can embrace and relate to while bringing out a laugh, a tear, or any feeling, and enlightenment. The flow of the words is reminiscent of a stream of water, to keep you in it and bring out an emotional feeling. As people read poetry one person may see it differently then the next. Most poetry is generated from feelings and experience, and you will find that here in Under the Rose. Additionally, you will find fabled poems within it as well, to influence a wide audience.
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Upon my Word
I can look at her and know,
that she’s pure and very fine;
she’s like the winter fallen snow,
and I wish all her hugs were mine.
I can think about her and realize,
that she’s sweet and very dear;
with her I don’t want any good-byes,
and all her kisses I want to wear.
I can touch her and feel,
the softness of her dark skin;
to me she’s really a big deal,
and maybe her heart I can win.
I can take her out anywhere,
and show here the world around;
because for her I sincerely care,
and my heart for her does pound.
I can love her with a passion,
faithfully morning, noon, and night;
because it is genuinely a fashion,
and being together is surely right.
I can honestly tell her yes,
that I desire to be as we were;
and then us the Lord my bless,
because I truly do feel for her.