The Ballroom is Empty (poem) by Susan K. de Vegter on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 24, 2006

Save the last dance for me.

My mother used to say as I lifted my nostrils with my index finger, "Is the dance hall cleaned out yet?" ;-)

Ron

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on August 24, 2006

Lets dance on the beach...much more fun there...lol!!

Excellent offering Susan!!

Got to laffin at Richards comment....stinky not nice!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 23, 2006

love's dance always keeps us anticipating the beat of its mysterious momentum ... though at times its ballroom may be empty, we look forward when its elusive song fill our hearts ...

a real beauty, Susan ...

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on August 23, 2006

Hmmm Ballroom being empty, is it my mind or could that be ambiguous..

Glide on, side together, side together and point turn round...

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 23, 2006

Wow this one is right out of your heart. I felt and heard the music as I read each and every word of this stunning piece. You are a treasue and this poem is one of your very best romantic writes.

Hugs,
Fee

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on August 23, 2006

There's always a dance left in life.

There sure is, if we only let the music in.

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

Susan
I feel great again, as I am once again reading
Your wonderful writes
But I must still take slow.

Love & Peace
William

Reviewed by Pierre Ortega

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

"There's allways a dance left in life" So profound and so true.
The subject is so complex, yet your writing is so simple and so beautiful. I can write simple or I can write complex, but I can't seem to write beautiful. I am in awe of your talent. Thank you for this. Pierre.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

A captivating poem that seduces the senses and stirs the passions. Beautifuly enchantment Susan!

eileen

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

Exactly the kind of enchantment that music and romance are supposed to provide. Beautiful work.
Aberjhani

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

Fantastic musing here, Susan, not only musing, but playtime with your ghostly gentleman, on bcck and call when the nights are lonely and there is need for quiick wit and dancing feet.

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

(((Susan )) if anybody can write imagery perfect, God you and Eileen are queen!!Loved every single line~~

Love & Peace, Dove

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

As long as his breath doesn't stink, and his pits aren't ripe, and as long as he is honorable, and treats you like a lady, the Belle of the Ball, with all respect, I will allow it.

I am watching in the shadows to make sure more beautiful writes will be coming in the near future.

Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by ROCK-Salt! Proctor

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

Could see the twirling and hear the music. Great write.
I was told about your mom, while I was away, my condolences and prayers were and are with her and you. Art

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

And this is a one grandiose Show-Stopper, Miss Susan!

Outstanding whirls and twirls, and rustling of skirts - a beauty, to be sure!

Love&Blessings,
Rhonda

PS. How's your mother faring? Please tell her, I am keeping her tucked inside my prayer apron - I'm on my face before The LORD several times a day!

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

Always great to have a mystery man in your life who appears and satisfies your longing.