Mensa

I found a Mensa
bookmark.
left on a library table.
I thought, they can't
be that brainy if
they can't remember
their bookmark.

Chris Gower
Learning Centre Assistant
Hele Learning Centre & A Level Learning Centre
Information and Learner Services
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Soup

Liquidity, preserve our
Waist lines. Fat free,
Nice when home made.
Cans, not quite the
same, a bit too thick.
Not like planks, as
plank soup tastes
like builder's skin.

Halloween

It is Halloween. 
Kids are like  
Flies around 
a meaty carcass, 
every two minutes 
The doorbell  
blares like 
an air raid 
siren.

Fifty minutes 
of constant 
doorbell testing 
I decide to  
confront 
one of my 
unwanted friends.

For an hour, 
The doorbell does 
Not ring. 
I open a beer, 
settle down 
to watch a 
comedy about 
three men 
and a baby.

Just as  
My eyelids 
approach  
That point 
of no  
return.

It rings.

Off guard, 
drunk 
frustrated 
like buffalo 
Without water, 
I open my door 
To a kid in a  
Wal Mart mask.

He is like  
a midget demon.  
Red 
lycra,  
Daddy 
waiting in 
a humming 
Plymouth.

I breathe in, 
“What do you 
Want runt?”

“Trick or treat mister?”

I slide my hand in 
To my pocket 
And give him a dime. 
 
“Now beat it or  
I’ll cast a spell on you. 
I’m a male 
witch.”

He runs 
Off the porch, 
Unconvinced 
But unwilling to 
stop and find out. 
He runs to 
Mister  
Goldbergs  
Next door. 
 
I wonder if he knows 
He died this morning. 
 
I walk back and 
Sit, imagining 
The ghost of 
Mr Goldberg 
Grabbing the  
runt and  
dragging his 
soul to Hell. 
 
But Mrs Goldberg 
Is in, and gives him 
candy. 

Secret Blog

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If I had a hammer..

Id hammer in the morning. Yes folks, I would hammer happily.  What would I hammer though?  Well I would have to say anything at all.
I am venting today, venting which is normally a bad thing when it comes to writing blogs, is however very cathartic and after this weekend I think I need to vent something in to the atmosphere.  Not literally, as this is more the virtual atmosphere that surrounds my virtual thoughts.  Venting is like hammering, its therapeutic.
My weekend was a pleasure-pain weekend.  Pleasure on Saturday as I had a good day, despite not seeing Tori as I felt drained and unwell.  Sunday was OK, but then the car died spectacularly.

So, this is my vent: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRGH.

Chris

Learning Centre Assistant

HLC & ALLC
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