John-Ticklesocks

Poet, artist, musician, juggler

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Refriger-ate-'er by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Refriger-ate-'er

Don't go crawling inside the refrigerator I heard my aunt Winnifred call When your old aunty Sue crawled inside it, it ate her Gobbled her up, boots and all The last thing I heard, was a sorrowful mutter She said it felt cold on her knees She only went in for plateful of butter And a nice hearty slice of blue cheese But the door - it slammed shut, and the light - it went out And the fridge started rocking and shaking And I couldn't be sure if, or not, she did shout Over all of the noise it was making So remember, the next time you fancy some cheese Your poor aunty Sue's terrible fate And resist you, the urge to go in on your knees Or you m

The wingly-wongly-woo (a cautionary tale) by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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The wingly-wongly-woo (a cautionary tale)

Inside of my grandmother's teapot Lives a wingly-wongly-woo I'm not sure I know what it is yet But it's yellow, and orange, and blue It has legs growing out of its armpits And has eyes where its legs ought to be And long flowing whiskers as long as its arms In the shape of an ongybong tree It speaks French on a Wednesday and Thursday And Italian on the weekends On Monday, and Tuesday, and Friday, it's Greek And it likes to impersonate hens It eats nothing but jam and bananas And occasionally spreadable cheese But whenever it swallows, there usually follows A small chirping sound, from its knees And that, my dear friends, is the story Of t

Eyeku by John-Ticklesocks, literature

I've been wanting to write you a poem by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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I've been wanting to write you a poem

I've been wanting to write you a poem And that's what I've decided to do That would partly reveal All the things that I feel All those times when I'm thinking of you I've been wanting to write you a poem Since we met on that wintery night When I suddenly found Myself spinning around In a world full of joy and delight I've been wanting to write you a poem And there hasn't been one single day That I've not thought of you And the things that you do To me every step of the way I've been wanting to write you a poem It may sound clichéd, but it's true Though you're miles away You're with me every day And you've turned all my grey skies to

Ode to my stairs by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Animal wardrobe stupidity by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Brown and wet by John-Ticklesocks, literature

November the fifth by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Beware the thruggle of woe by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Beware the thruggle of woe

The zarbo of magical wonder Contains many great treasures inside Such as musical goats Lithuanian stoats And then anything else he can hide But don't let him get near the thruggle of woe He'll befriend the young zarbo, but then With appropriate drama Turn into a llama And you'll never see either again So that's why when I look in my cupboards There's a space where there weren't one before There are signs of a struggle 'Tween zarbo and thruggle And a llama shaped hole in the door

Magical hippo by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Refriger-ate-'er by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Refriger-ate-'er

The wingly-wongly-woo (a cautionary tale) by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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The wingly-wongly-woo (a cautionary tale)

Eyeku by John-Ticklesocks, literature

I've been wanting to write you a poem by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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I've been wanting to write you a poem

Ode to my stairs by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Animal wardrobe stupidity by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Brown and wet by John-Ticklesocks, literature

November the fifth by John-Ticklesocks, literature

Beware the thruggle of woe by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Beware the thruggle of woe

Magical hippo by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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Kitchen Blues by Jade-Pandora, literature

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Kitchen Blues

Sunday was chicken and collard greens with rice. Yesterday was fried ham and chit'lins served twice. But today, yes sweet Lord, it's now in your hands, Ain't nothin' shakin' now but the baby grand. I'm tipsy when bread dough rises, like my love. Oh dear God, I can't help myself, like my love. On the stove, butter melts on hot slabs of bread. I'm tipsy when the yeast goes straight to my head. Can't hear you, you know what I'm talkin' about. Soon's the weather breaks tonight she's goin' out. She'll be dressed for sin, and won't be stayin' in. She's smellin' BBQ from the chicken shack Near the house of ill repute across the track. But thi

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CS Lewis, It's All Your Fault by Bogbrush, literature

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CS Lewis, It's All Your Fault

So, here I am in a clone motel on the edge of an industrial town. The room is comfortable, but impersonal, soulless. In an attempt to bring some feeling of home, I hang the little stone wolf on its leather thonging from the mirror as I shave in preparation for the day ahead. A day that will be spent in a dimly lit warehouse watching numbers scroll on the screen as the clatters and roars of industrial ovens and shakers fill the air. Thank goodness then, for that hour between work and darkness, a time to explore the roads and paths that lead away from the hotel. Maybe to the ruined abbey across the fields, whose grounds will be closed for the

Summer Soliloquy, 7.30am by Bogbrush, literature

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Summer Soliloquy, 7.30am

It's one of those days, you know the sort I mean One of those days with a clear blue sky And the white clouds are few and far between I'll climb behind the wheel of the car, wishing To be somewhere else, just anywhere else Than where I need to be today But duty calls and I head off to work Or shopping or the hospital or whatever That will take up my time for the day There will be a day however When the lure of the road becomes too strong, I will drive past the shops and the office And just keep going until I can go on no more Go until the moon rises over high places - The barrow downs with the chalk-cut figures And ancient, lo

Storm Crow, Gallows Crow by Bogbrush, literature

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Storm Crow, Gallows Crow

Ragged and black, you cold-eyed crow Feasting beneath the gallows pole Spreading dark wings as chill winds blow To whom does your allegiance go In time worn years living this role? Ragged and black, you cold-eyed crow What have you seen, what can you know? Waiting there on that shadowed knoll Spreading dark wings as chill winds blow No compassion left, an ended flow A hardened heart, a six foot hole Ragged and black, you cold-eyed crow Yet ill-starred one, omen of woe Witness for a departed soul Spreading dark wings as chill winds blow Perched on tombs in patient row When chapel bells begin to toll Ragged and black, you cold-

A New Year Haiku Collection by Bogbrush, literature

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Today I Made Fire by Bogbrush, literature

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Today I Made Fire

Today I made fire She danced in the grass Hissing and popping That one small flame - I fed her on tinder - I fed her on twigs And she grew, she grew With each piece that I gave Today I made fire She ate ravenously Of the fallen deadwood From under the trees - Roaring with power - Roaring with flame Knelt by her side I tended her needs Today I made fire She shared of her warmth As we lay down together Under the sky - She flared in the darkness - She sparked to the stars And there I was happy In her comforting glow Today I killed fire As I lay asleep Unable to tend to Her demands and her needs - She died to a smolder

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The A-Z of Haiku by John-Ticklesocks, literature

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The A-Z of Haiku

As the day begins Brass, woodwind, strings, percussion Congregate once more Delighting the crowds Entertaining all day long From dawn until night Giving happiness Hearing wonderful tones of Instruments singing Joining the nation Kids and adults listening Like never before Mesmerising all Never had they witnessed such Orchestral beauty Pianos softly Quietly but audibly Ring in the evening Sweet melodies set To the tune of pure beauty Under the night sky Violins playing While lurking in the background Xylophones lay still Yet all of the while Zoologists end this piece Irrelevantly

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John-Ticklesocks

About John-Ticklesocks

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Artist // Literature

United Kingdom
Deviant for 16 years
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Current Residence: Farnborough, Hampshire, UK
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite style of art: Abstract, Surreal
Operating System: Vista
MP3 player of choice: Sony
Wallpaper of choice: One of my own
Favourite cartoon character: Marvin the Martian
Personal Quote: If 66 is clickety-click, and 22 is two little ducks, why isn't 62 clickety-duck?

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dali, M C Escher

Favourite Movies

The Wizard of Oz, Maelstrom, and plenty of others besides

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Alice Cooper, Pink Floyd, Dr. John, T-Rex and many many others

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allan Poe, John Hegley, Spike Milligan, Lewis Carroll

Favourite Games

Poker

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox, Dreamcast

Tools of the Trade

Brain

Other Interests

Many much stuff

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John-Ticklesocks

Oct 14, 2009

Tickledrivel has returned, and we have a newbie.

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Howdy kids,  :wave: I think I can now safely, and happily, say that Tickledrivel has returned at last.  I had been dry for a few months, but one particularly wonderful woman has re-ignited my spark, and for the first time in ages, I feel like I actually want to write again. :D :hug: :D I didn't want to jinx anything by promising goodness before I was certain, but now I am, so it gives me great pleasure to offically announce my return to these here parts. Thanks also go to one of my very good and very long standing friends, Jade-Pandora, who has always shown great support for my drivellings and magnificent patience in my times of absence.

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John-Ticklesocks

Sep 21, 2009

New horizons

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A big rowsing "Howdy" to everybody I've been missing. This may well be a sign that I'm semi-back.  Kicking things off on a more serious tone than usual, but I wanted to get something of this past weekend's events out of my internal workings, and into print.  Hopefully more will come at a not too much later date.  But until then, Enjoy, Ash. (also Cigarash (https://www.deviantart.com/cigarash) ) :) =================================================================== Somebody I have missed greatly since my absence began who I remember always used to give my eyeballs something to look forward to is Jade-Pandora (https://www.deviantart.com/jade-pandora).  It's always been good to mimble on over to her page of

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John-Ticklesocks

Sep 23, 2008

Finally!!! More senseless drivel.

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Howdy folks,  :wave: I can't believe:- a) It's that far to Tipperary b) It's not butter And c) I've actually managed to dribble some lunacy onto the pages of DA once more. It's been a very long time coming, and I have missed you all and all your stuffs - which are certainly a lot less deranged than mine - greatly, but with the launch of my latest neuro-twoddle, I'm hopefully about to make amends. There's a few things I need to do, namely, preparing for the next haikuwrimo (whenever that may be), and also to check out all 382 deviations that have been patiently sitting there waiting.  Over the next three weeks or so, I'm very much hopin

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Jade-Pandora

Aug 29, 2012

My goodness, John - where are you?

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I absolutely love your limericks! You remind me of a very silly Les Barker.

John-Ticklesocks

Nov 5, 2009

Wowzers!!!

Thank you so much, for the comment, the add, and all the faves.

Glad I could provide you with some enjoyment.

Ash

Hey you!

You've been convicted of being a member of =AllAboutTheChocolate. Did you know they are holding a contest at the moment and haven't gotten any entries yet? You have three days left to get your creative juices flowing and create a chocolate monster in any medium you prefer.
Please don't let the club die!

Jade-Pandora

Oct 24, 2009

It's me again...

thank youuu!

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