tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post983887493942211554..comments2023-09-20T15:42:23.458+02:00Comments on - Shadiatique -: The Hobo that Observes Shadiatiquehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14081852070984670290noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-23553338928368492162015-08-10T07:56:28.683+02:002015-08-10T07:56:28.683+02:00I am extremely impressed along with your writing a...I am extremely impressed along with your writing abilities, Thanks for this great share.<br />Mobile App Developershttp://defuzed.innoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-49315576922186959372015-02-01T21:16:20.160+01:002015-02-01T21:16:20.160+01:00The lion could be thinking like that of a predator...The lion could be thinking like that of a predator in its natural habitat. It could also think about cuddling next to a warm fire away from all the influences of politics. Either way, I think that the lion does as he or she wishes because the lion is the king of the wild plains in which we all live. Nice little echoing rhythm. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12590129774774754740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-34792748192423408742015-02-01T11:22:27.523+01:002015-02-01T11:22:27.523+01:00"What the lion is thinking..." I like t..."What the lion is thinking..." I like this a lot.. With Best Wsihes Scott www.scotthastie.comscotthastiepoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17266153714529613752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-85554636492262426932015-02-01T08:14:35.542+01:002015-02-01T08:14:35.542+01:00When caught in the game of lion and tamers it'...When caught in the game of lion and tamers it's often better to stand on the side.. So much truth in this.. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-45618345152753242912015-02-01T06:47:23.640+01:002015-02-01T06:47:23.640+01:00This poem made me wonder what makes us become a h...This poem made me wonder what makes us become a hobo. Nice.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-45019777343902652652015-02-01T02:00:59.898+01:002015-02-01T02:00:59.898+01:00I too like the repetition ~ That hobo is smart to...I too like the repetition ~ That hobo is smart to conclude that people live in cages like lions ~<br /><br />GraceScarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-26253410946606903252015-02-01T01:52:31.963+01:002015-02-01T01:52:31.963+01:00The echo in this allows me to picture it as a song...The echo in this allows me to picture it as a song, with the listeners responding. Fun form.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3771887317808033764.post-85864354964199831592015-02-01T00:47:59.304+01:002015-02-01T00:47:59.304+01:00Your repetition works....and indeed, so true, that...Your repetition works....and indeed, so true, that only an observant hobo would know a lion's thoughts. Smiles.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com