#rhyme

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

I like a very dark house, just black. I sit there and just think. Once I'm still and quiet inside, I'll begin. It's very personal; it has to be. One song may be Bach, the next blues, a song from TV, or a nursery rhyme or jazz piece. ↗

— Bobby McFerrin

#begin #black #blues #dark #house

I work best in rhyme and meter. I was most confident of myself in that way. ↗

— Thom Gunn

#confident #i #meter #most #myself

Once in awhile you have a thought, and you rhyme it. ↗

— Howard Nemerov

#once #rhyme #thought #you

Children seem naturally drawn to poetry - it's some combination of the rhyme, rhythm, and the words themselves. ↗

— Jack Prelutsky

#combination #drawn #naturally #poetry #rhyme

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. ↗

— Gilda Radner

#clear #end #ending #hard #hard way

I was promised on a time - to have reason for my rhyme; From that time unto this season, I received nor rhyme nor reason. ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#nor #promised #reason #received #rhyme

It's useless to try and make rhyme or reason of it, because one guy thinks one thing and the other guy sees a whole other thing. So I try not to take them too seriously. Lately I have them screened so I only read the positive ones. ↗

— David Zucker

#guy #i #lately #make #one thing

Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of me And it starts from the heart 'til it reaches my outer me ↗

— Criss Jami

#anger #battery #control #heart #inner

Seven half-bloods shall answer the call To storm or fire the world must fall An oath to keep with a final breath and foes bear arms to the doors of death ↗

— Rick Riordan

#prophency #rhyme #death