#rhyming

In the boundaryless forests, there’re dancers of nude. Yet in the confines of pasture, there’s promise of food. On which is your side? Ô, but tarry and bide, ere you decide, in both do confide. ↗

— Roman Payne

#growing-up #life #poems #poetry #rhymes

No thesaurus can give you those words, no rhyming dictionary. They must happen out of you. ↗

— Dorothy Fields

#give #happen #must #out #rhyming

When I'm rhyming it's all in my head... Like the slaves, when they were picking cotton, they would block out their minds. They would sing. ↗

— Wyclef Jean

#cotton #head #i #like #minds

Did I live the spring I’d sought? It’s true in joy, I walked along, took part in dance, and sang the song. and never tried to bind an hour to my borrowed garden bower; nor did I once entreat a day to slumber at my feet. Yet days aren’t lulled by lyric song, like morning birds they pass along, o’er crests of trees, to none belong; o’er crests of trees of drying dew, their larking flight, my hands, eschew Thus I’ll say it once and true… From all that I saw, and everywhere I wandered, I learned that time cannot be spent, It only can be squandered. ↗

— Roman Payne

#living #payne #poesie #poetry #rhymes

Jigging veins of rhyming mother wits. ↗

— Christopher Marlowe

#rhyming #veins #wits

To me, playing an instrument and singing, all of these different things are just as natural to me as rhyming. ↗

— Mos Def

#different things #instrument #just #me #natural

A certain administration which I won't call by name took the arts out of the schools, and that left the brothers out on the street with nothing, so they went to the turntables and started rhyming. Then they had a way to express themselves, and that's the birth of hip-hop. ↗

— Isaac Hayes

#arts #birth #brothers #call #certain

Poetry consists in a rhyming dictionary and things seen. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

#dictionary #poetry #rhyming #seen #things