They're really poppin', these five line ticklers
Where do they come from, at times one word triggers
And off we go
It's on with the show
Can't keep up with my blazing fast middle finger
Categories:
ticklers, fun,
Form: Limerick
tantalizing things
whispy, wonderful, feline whiskers
themselves, such ticklers
10/25/2020
Poem# 1
Categories:
ticklers, cat,
Form: Haiku
Cheers For The New Year
We cheer for the New Year at twelve a.m.
Twirling noisemakers and blowing ticklers
And make resolutions we plan to engram.
And party away wearing silly tams
Singing Auld Lang Syne with our sweethearts
And cheer for the New Year at twelve a.m.
Conscious boasts, though we know it’s a sham
The mind is strong, but the body is weaker
And make resolution we plan to engram.
And swing to music played by the band
Stepping on toes amid dance capers
And cheer for the New Year at twelve a.m.
While overindulging in hams and drams,
And tell ourselves we will change later
And make resolutions we plan to engram.
Company abounds chattering flimflam
Sitting around the table sharing laughter,
We cheer for the New Year at twelve a.m.
And make resolutions we plan to engram.
Categories:
ticklers, new year, new years
Form: Villanelle
Proximity is the major factor in who tickles your tickler
The odds are small of tickling ticklers beyond your perimeter
Even though if you met
All worked up you'd get
The sweetie down the streetie will most likely click your clicker
Categories:
ticklers, fun,
Form: Limerick
They're really poppin', these five line ticklers
Where do they come from, at times one word triggers
And off we go
It's on with the show
At times can't keep up with my blazing fast fingers
Categories:
ticklers, good morning,
Form: Limerick
FANATICS
Five funny little animals sitting on a thin log
Although they all sat staring at a hog
Nothing seemed to bother them at all
Another one is hiding neath the floor stall
Ticklers they might not be for anyone to see
Ideally you’ll never see all of us together and be
Can’t you not see we only want to be set free?
Seeing us all sitting underneath the tree of a log.
Written: Sept. 9, 2015
Theresa Marie Hummingbird
Categories:
ticklers, fun, humor,
Form: Acrostic
“Don't call me infantile, you poopyhead”
Surely one of my favourite bumper stickers
Providing chuckles as we motor along
Viewing all these funny rib ticklers
“To err is human, to moo is bovine”
A deep and moving appraisal of life
Such tender emotions of celestial origins
Helps you and me forget our strife
Imagine how dull and drab life would be
Without these bits of humourosity
“People with constipation don't give a crap”
Apologies for the naughty verbosity
Just one more then I'll leave you to ponder
These charming delightful little gems
“Conserve your toilet paper, use both sides”
That's the absolute stinky bottom end
© Jack Ellison 2012
Categories:
ticklers, funny, me,
Form: Quatrain
P erky poets penning perfect poetry
O f ordeals, oppressions, over joyfulness
E ntreating, enticing, exciting entries
T elling the tales told through time
R ich rhyming romance, riddles and rib-ticklers
Y es!
S avouring sensual seductive spaghetti soup
O n lookers ovations of one-upmanship
U niting us in ultramodern, understanding of
P oetry
Categories:
ticklers, people, sensual,
Form: Alliteration