Sunday, April 06, 2008

NaPoWriMo 6

Mourning in Spring

Wenn's regnet und die Sonne scheint,
so schlägt der Teufel seine Großmutter:
er lacht und sie weint*

( German Proverb)

The Clyde is alive with light.
Blue-grey waves ride into sun-glazed white.

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swiss said...

yes, you sound like you're toiling for material here! lol good stuff

Sorlil said...

thanks swiss, six down only, erm, twenty four to go...

swiss said...
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swiss said...

freaky elvis eh? wait to you see his pals! hadintended that blog for some photgraphy butit'll do for anpowrimo for the moment