Hi Claudia,
You are right about the subject, it was my bad, agaaaain. But tell me why are you always late to announce me my mistakes? lol
Again, I can not edit my post !!! 
Mixmixi
Hi Bill,
My favourites:
But what if she should turn away,
Could I face another day? (Awesome)
I crave the solitude and calm,
To sleep alone,secure and warm. (wow)
Mixmixi
Hello Huong,
welcome to the “poetry club”! I’m glad you’ve made it here. As the proverb goes: better late than never! I hope you’ll stick around. 
Hi Bill,
it is nice to see that you have posted your poem here and I would like to thank you for your support. That way this little thread won’t get buried again, or at least not so soon.
Hello Mixi,
and a good thing it is that you couldn’t edit your post, or I would have looked like a proper fool to all the new people who are reading the posts and wonder why I’m babbling about errors when there are no such errors! lol. Nobody needs to be perfect to post here. We all learn from our mistakes. I appreciate the effort that you are putting into translating your favorite song lyrics!
Claudia
“All’s I’ve got is time,
got no meaning just a rhyme.”
Scott Weiland
Hi Ralf, my greatest favourite/hero wrote,
"All I’ve got is time,
Nothing else is mine,
All I need is you,
And one more tomorrow.
Nothing lasts too long,
When it leaves it gone,
So I send my mind ahead
And hope to follow.
I find modern poetry too sophisticated to follow. For me the simple rhyming lines
makes it so easy to compose both simple yet meaningful poems. I only have to hear someone say a sentence that has meaning, and off I go.
As Harry said; “A song don’t have much meaning, if it don’t have nothin’ to say.”
Kitos.
Hi Kitos,
Thanks for introducing me to Harry Chapin. Most of my youth was spent in the 90s, so singling out trite pop from meaningful music was a task by itself. Look at this song that used to top the charts ten years back.
youtube.com/watch?v=_9IoTogHIzI
I couldn’t live without my phone.
But you don’t even have a home.
[size=84]Mel C[/size]
Barf, barf…
Hi Ralf,
and here comes the complete opposite of Bill’s opinion, lol.
Since Bill already had a taste of my incoherent poetry, i.e. “Even Muses Have A Curfew” and “A Poem from the Future” (yes, I’m shamelessly name-dropping, although I hope nobody is going to notice it), he knows what I’m about to say.
So, here goes:
I go by the same quote, or, as Archibald MacLeish had stated, “A poem should not mean, but be.”
With novels the writer needs to tell a story to entertain the reader, with essays he (or she) needs to convey his thoughts and opinions to the reader clearly, but with poetry the writer can get rid of these chains; it is the door to a kind of literary freedom, where the writer does not necessarily have to slam a message into the reader’s face. The poet can simply evoke specific feelings or mental pictures in the reader just by using the right words (kind of like word imagery).
Rhyming has gone out of fashion, but I like rhymes if they are not too obvious and simple. Rhymes work well in songs. If a rhyme gets too repetitive, then it might impede its meaning.
As to the last question I would like to ask all of you: does modern poetry even want to be understood?
Claudia
Hi Claudia,
There are a few very interesting observations.
This is a nice point of view, particularly from an imagist perspective.
I totally agree. Modern poetry’s doors can open horizons.
Personally, I don’t agree to ironclad statements of this kind. I believe that good poetry will always claim its right to be heard, rhyming or not. I love most of Shakespear’s sonnets and Mathew Arnold’s poetry, for example.
I would venture a yes. Your mindset will always have to be remotely in tune with the writer, even when reading Dada artists.
Oh, that is such a good question Claudia, rather like modern art. An acquired taste or just rubbish?
Ralf, there are rhymes that I like and there are rhymes that I don’t like. I agree with you that they all have a niche and the right to exist.
Bill, what is dirt to one person might be gold to another, lol.
Claudia
Huong, Huong, your name like a song,
That writers have penned in the past.
Is your love just as true, as my image of you,
Or a scene from a dream flashing past?
I see you each day, as you pass on your way,
To your office so neat and so trim,
Though I’m thinking of you,
It makes me so blue,
To know you think only of him !!!
Took three minutes.:-))
Bill.
Agreed Claudia. I have nothing but admiration for those whose life is made whole by their creating their own dreams, either in words or on canvas.
Bill.
Our Claudia tramping through the wood,
Warm anorak and furry hood.
She always reaching for a dream,
Leaning in a heavy wind that no-one else can feel.
Hi Claudia,
I am completely agreeing with Kitos, you know, the same problem is with our poems too. I hate these new kind of poems that is called modern poems, today. I think their meaning is really narrow and most of them cannot have such effect on us which the latest poems had. What you see here, as a translation of my favourite poems are all from non-modern poems.
Mixmixi
Hi Kitos,
Let’s get you into modern art then 
In Mark Rothko’s painting, can you not see how King Harold Godwinson – the last Anglo-Saxon King of England – killed the majority of the Norwegian Vikings along with king Harald shortly before the Norman Conquest?
Or do you not feel the vibrancy of the urban juggernaut in Umberto Boccioni’s The City Rises?
A/N – comments riddled with tongue in cheek attitude.
I can see a whole fleet in the green field! Yesss, and the weather must be nice, because it is sunny between the green ocean and the big dark square that is supposed to be the universe . . . ah, who can resist such captivating art?! 
Claudia
I am sorry guys, but I have problems with my sight 
Could you please tell me which of those you are pointing at, Claudia? Actually I am interested to find out about the modern art.
Mixmixi
Mixi,
I was commenting on Mark Rothko’s painting.
Claudia
Thank you, Claudia.
Mixmixi
I have to admit that I love surrealism. My favorite is Salvador Dali. I even wrote a poem once about his painting named “Corrosive Thought”. But it’s modern, so . . . I’m not sure if I should post it.
Claudia
Ralf, I said I admired their yearning to express themselves, not that I appreciate the outcome of those yearnings.
Show me the drawing of a horse and I will admire it depending upon the skill of the artist.
But what I see in your paintings is, in the top one, something that any child could paint at school.
The second is pretty pastel colours, but they don’t raise any emotions or thoughts in me whatsoever.
Just call me blind, or a Philistine … GUILTY.
Kitos.