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The TickleTheater Poetry Thread

Sockstickler

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Howdy, ladies and gentlemen. This was something that was suggested by TKLVR18 as a place for our aspiring poets to post their works for all the world (Or at least the part of it that checks this site) to see. Don't be shy about it. If you've got something to show us, then let's see it 😀
 
I have written lots of poems about all kinds of things including tickling. Is this thread for every type of poetry or does it have to be limited to tickling? Also is there a limit on the number of lines a poem can contain or the number of stanza's that are in it?
 
John D. Schmidt said:
I have written lots of poems about all kinds of things including tickling. Is this thread for every type of poetry or does it have to be limited to tickling? Also is there a limit on the number of lines a poem can contain or the number of stanza's that are in it?
Well, this is the general discussion forum, so I say anything goes. Any topic, any form, any number of stanzas or lines. If you want people to see it, then feel free to post it here 🙂
 
One for Valentines Day:

Roses are red,
Violets are blue
All my base
Are belong to you.

I'm not taking credit for that because I didn't write it, but I felt it was worth a post. 😉
 
Thanks for the information Sockstickler, I will pick out a couple of my poems and post them here in the next day or two
 
This thread has just given me a major flashback to my high school years..... I had a mad crush on this guy that was way outa my league,got a bit obsessive in the end and I even wrote a poem about him.lol.(used initials instead of full names)

Anyway here's a laugh for you.....

DS is his name,
Some people think he's a pain.
He's always talking to AP,
He's never short of a word or three.
With sweet brown eyes and a cute smile,
Is enough to make your own stomach smile.
Loves young dream I think says it all,
But who needs words when you have thoughts.
Love at first sight is the phrase I would use.

Now I know I've become obsessed,
But he's the only one who is right for me.
Even though I don't stand a chance,
I still wish he was mine and mine to keep,
If only he knew how much I love him so.
Would that make a difference?
Who knows?

He doesn't make fun of me,
He still saves a smile just for me,
And he even talks to ME.
When I see him walking around,
My heart is always racing around.
Then my stomach starts to jump up and down,
As he comes closer to me,
Oh how I wish this feeling would stay with me.

Hmm then the poetic vibe seemed to die out at that point and I stopped writing,lol.

So yeah that was my embarrassing blast from the past.Hehe

Anyone else got any poems to share?It can't be as bad as that!hehe
 
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so do I Hungarian! LoL it's a bit long, but there's one you'd like, it's a remake of "Little Moments by Brad Paisley only done with a StarGate SG-1 theme😛
 
tickle_fan03 said:
This thread has just given me a major flashback to my high school years..... I had a mad crush on this guy that was way outa my league,got a bit obsessive in the end and I even wrote a poem about him.lol.(used initials instead of full names)

Anyway here's a laugh for you.....

DS is his name,
Some people think he's a pain.
He's always talking to AP,
He's never short of a word or three.
With sweet brown eyes and a cute smile,
Is enough to make your own stomach smile.
Loves young dream I think says it all,
But who needs words when you have thoughts.
Love at first sight is the phrase I would use.

Now I know I've become obsessed,
But he's the only one who is right for me.
Even though I don't stand a chance,
I still wish he was mine and mine to keep,
If only he knew how much I love him so.
Would that make a difference?
Who knows?

He doesn't make fun of me,
He still saves a smile just for me,
And he even talks to ME.
When I see him walking around,
My heart is always racing around.
Then my stomach starts to jump up and down,
As he comes closer to me,
Oh how I wish this feeling would stay with me.

Hmm then the poetic vibe seemed to die out at that point and I stopped writing,lol.

So yeah that was my embarrassing blast from the past.Hehe

Anyone else got any poems to share?It can't be as bad as that!hehe

Aw, that's not so bad. I've read much worse poetry. This actually reminds me of two of my own high school crushes. They were both the typical hot cheerleaders, and at the time I was so distracted by....stuff that I never really pursued anything with 'em. Alas, irony is a cruel mistress, as I realized several years ago that both of them probably had a thing for me too.
:sigh: Oh well.
 
Aah but we all have regrets like that Conehead.Trust me I have plenty.lol
 
Oh I know. Sadly, having many regrets is, for many, a part of life. That's what's nice about poetry, it's a great way to get your feelings out.
 
tickle_fan03 said:
This thread has just given me a major flashback to my high school years..... I had a mad crush on this guy that was way outa my league,got a bit obsessive in the end and I even wrote a poem about him.lol.(used initials instead of full names)

Anyway here's a laugh for you.....

DS is his name,
Some people think he's a pain.
He's always talking to AP,
He's never short of a word or three.
With sweet brown eyes and a cute smile,
Is enough to make your own stomach smile.
Loves young dream I think says it all,
But who needs words when you have thoughts.
Love at first sight is the phrase I would use.

Now I know I've become obsessed,
But he's the only one who is right for me.
Even though I don't stand a chance,
I still wish he was mine and mine to keep,
If only he knew how much I love him so.
Would that make a difference?
Who knows?

He doesn't make fun of me,
He still saves a smile just for me,
And he even talks to ME.
When I see him walking around,
My heart is always racing around.
Then my stomach starts to jump up and down,
As he comes closer to me,
Oh how I wish this feeling would stay with me.

Hmm then the poetic vibe seemed to die out at that point and I stopped writing,lol.

So yeah that was my embarrassing blast from the past.Hehe

Anyone else got any poems to share?It can't be as bad as that!hehe
Hey, what are you talking about? That was really good! I liked it! 😀
 
TKLVR18 said:
so do I Hungarian! LoL it's a bit long, but there's one you'd like, it's a remake of "Little Moments by Brad Paisley only done with a StarGate SG-1 theme😛

Yeah go on post that 😀
 
Heh I'm doin homework at the moment, plus I don't have it on my hard drive. I'll have to rewrite it and post a link to it. But I will. You have to know the show to get it, tho.
 
TKLVR18 said:
Heh I'm doin homework at the moment, plus I don't have it on my hard drive. I'll have to rewrite it and post a link to it. But I will. You have to know the show to get it, tho.

Ah rite ok no worries 😀
 
Here's a sampling of my Pokemon poetry. It's not strictly necessary to be familiar with Pokemon lore to appreciate it, but it probably wouldn't hurt:

“Seeking Salve-ation”

Diglett wanted royal jelly
(Beauty aid: finest made!)
Hacking tunnels on his belly
Ate his skin alive.
Long he sought this health restorer;
Traced the force to its source.
But, how to avoid the horror
Of the Beedrill hive?

Might a covert hole dug under
Beedrill’s fair waxy lair
Gain this wholly happy wonder
For his hammered hide?
Grimly, granite ground he parted,
Heading t’ward Beedrill’s horde.
Lo! The course that he had charted
Led straight to its side!

Diglett gazed aloft, confounded.
Beedrill blare filled the air!
Waves of angered hivers hounded
Him back down his path.
He emerged one sad spelunker:
Pale and sore, proud no more.
To existing pains, add stung fur,
Caused by Beedrill’s wrath.


“Fugucide”

Observe the sly Qwilfish:
Balloon-like in format,
With needle and spine
To dissuade foes that dine.
Reluctantly, we’ll wish
To take her apart,
That an edible slice
Can be served at high price.

She’s carved with great care,
For an awkward incision
Releases a juice
Which brings patrons abuse.
We don’t need that scare,
As good eating’s our mission!
So, try a nice plate
(If your will’s up to date.)


“Many Mouths Make Light Lunch”

Mankey hunts for Magikarp.
Wields a trident that is sharp.

Strikes with aim that does not fail.
Hangs from branches by his tail.

Mankey’s master with his skewer.
Magikarp are growing fewer.

They preceive that danger grows.
One transforms to Gyarados.

Mankey sees the fix he’s in.
Morphs to Primeape, so he’ll win.

Big mistake! His tail is through.
Down he drops into the slough.

Primeape thrashes in the brine.
Magikarp converge to dine.

Tiny bites consume him all.
Just his trident marks his fall.


“Grime Time”

Down the ruined sewer system,
Where the bravest fear to go,
Grimers groan. Few can resist ‘em
When their drooling acids flow.

Mind the grates when you’re outside
On moonless midnights and you hear
Their sucking slaver. You can’t hide!
No haven’s safe should they appear!

Bars and locks are no defense
Against this hissing, hungry mud.
They will slide through cracks and vents
To steal your sweet, nutritious blood.

Take precautions they can’t foil.
It’s good advice to plug all drains.
Cross no manholes. Shun all toilets.
You’ll live longer for your pains.
 
The Empty Frame

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I wake up, and turn off the alarm
look at the pictures in my room
all the friends that are around me
and the empty frame
waiting to be filled

I drive to work, and look to my right
at the empty passenger seat of my car
wishing there was an indentation in it
from where someone was sitting

I walk through my day at work
processing paperwork
while the woman at the desk next to me
is making dinner plans with her husband
and I have to go to other people's desks
and see pics of wives and husbands

I go to the park for my jog
and work up a sweat
as I watch couples hand in hand
taking in the sunset
while I run by unnoticed

My family is away, so I make myself dinner
for one
and listen to mindless chatter on tv
no messages from friends on my machine
they are all busy
with their husbands or wives

I sign onto my personal ads online
and go through the replies
another rejection....oh well
there's always tomorrow

Getting into the bed
sliding between cold sheets
even a single bed can feel like a king size
when you are alone in it
set the alarm and look at the empty frame
wondering when I'll have a pic
to put in it.
 
the Undone Puzzle

_____________________________________

Sitting here, thinking that life makes no sense
It’s all jumbled, like the letters on the keyboard
That is in front of me, at work
All out of sequence, and meaning nothing
I type, and force them to fit, to make sense
Put them into sequence, and into form
So why is it I can figure out this “puzzle”
But my life feels like a jigsaw
That has been carelessly poured out of its box
Into a pile on the floor
And then left there, a mess to be figured out later
Because it is too hard to make sense out of right now

What does not kill you makes you stronger
I believe that
But strength has limits
And I’m getting tired of having mine tested
While I put on a happy face
So that no one will be concerned
Besides, if it’s my life, and I can’t figure it out
How can anyone else do that for me
And doesn’t that defeat the purpose of living anyway
To learn as you live
If you have someone else giving you the answers

Still sitting here, while there is a pile of work
Sitting next to me, to be processed
While I look for motivation to get it done
Instead of letting my mind wander
And go where it should not
And be where it should not
Is it “go home” time yet?
I want to walk in the park
And at least feel like I did something today
That was to my benefit
Other than just sitting here
Doing nothing
And wondering if I’m on the right path
looking at the pile
needing to get the puzzle together
 
For the one that I'm attracted to (who shall remain nameless on here as he isn't a member)


Escape With Me

When you hold me like this
Reality melts away
I forget all my fears
As my soul takes a journey.

When you touch me like this
My body ignites with fire
My senses become blinded
By these sensations of desire.

Our bodies do a tango
Our passion knows no limits
The stars and moon are spectators
As we dance under the sky.

Wrap your arms around me
Let's embrace the moment
As the earth beneath us trembles
From the passion and the fire.
3-30-06

The Shore of Knowing

What a marvel you are
gazing back at me
As if you could see through
To the shores of my fears.

What a wonder you are
Your charm makes me smile
You move about the room
As if you've always belonged there.

What a sight you are to behold
Your sapphire eyes blaze with passion
Your warm, disarming smile
Makes me want to know more of you.

What joy you bring to my heart
Knowing that you want to know more of me
Let's travel the sea of unknowns together
Until we reach the shore of Knowing.
3-30-06
 
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