Dolphin Ballet Comments

Amazing poetic style keep it up

Beautiful flow, vocabulary and imagination. Excellent!

In the golden days before the ships came. You have descibed the dolphin to a pinnacle of more than reality. You have brought her from description, past the crowd of the curious, back to the home she dreams of. Freedom. Yet, how sad that a dolphin will arc, 'talk', the same in captivity, as in freedom. She knows. Great, once again! ! xxElysabeth

What an engaging exemplification filled with eloquent observations. I am glad to see this well-choreographed piece culminate with the humane line, 'In the golden days before the ships came.' Captured creatures for aquaria and circuses for our species' amusement perturbs me somewhat. Kind regards, Greg

A ballet to the music of the spheres - dolphins are wise to us, but we may never be wise to them. Rgds, Ivan

Its a pity we have to confine these wonderous creatures for our entertainment... The thrill of catching them playing in the open sea is far more exhilerating... Lovely poem though.... Alison

This piece has a calm and enchanting effect. Wonderful imagery.

Wonderful observations, sweetly and ruefully told. Dolphins are maybe my favorite animal (favorites are hard things) ... If any living creature is a fairy, it's a dolphin. All right: a water nymph! ... Esther : ]

A graceful descriptive piece with a little sting in the tail. Love the flow and the alliteration and the 'a large pod of short-sleeved hominids bleachered beyond the rails.' Wonder if that's how they view us? love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Starts one way, ends another way. 'So long, and thanks for all the fish.'

What a touching write! May these legendary creatures dance forever in your beautiful poem. Warm regards, Sandra

Excellent write, Robert... you have to wonder if their freedom is worth the price of our entertainment. Well done! Brian

We have dolphins here where I live in Wales, you have captured them very well in this poem, well done. Lynda x

Beautiful, yet sad poem. Dolphins, like Orcas, are meant to be free. Excellent poem, well written. Marilyn