Sunday, August 14, 2005

Take a haiku

Spent most of Saturday grappling with James Bond (feature I'm trying to write). Later, met Birdy and Emily for a brief drink in Arch 635. Cool bar, bizarrely situated beneath the train track - every now and again you could hear an ominous rumbling overhead. For some reason, the only place left for us to sit was a vaulting horse, the kind usually confined to gyms. Don't know what it was doing there (everything else was comfy sofas and bar stools), but definite haiku material:

On a vaulting horse
The three of us sat in line
And drank, legs dangling.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

where's will?
where'e will?

is he blogging?
who's he snogging?
whats going on in his noggin?

where's will?
where's will?

is he drunk?
where'ds he bunk?
is he a hunk?

where's will?
where's will?

He was in a bar
what a star
on a horse,
(par for the course)
as trains rolled overhead.

Will said...

Very nice. I can't believe you wanted to remain anonymous!

jamie said...

did no-one tell you
rhymes are out, it's minimal
japan chic now dear

Will said...

Wise words from the boy
Who really knows Japan, in
The biblical sense.