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holding the line by not writing this with workers having mixed feelings about the day of the flag thinking that we may have one more week of stillness wondering if something will strike later this month finding a missing line earlier on this month making a quick fix to spare the later cringes blazing a path and not caring who walks on it riding out this rough time by making things with it shifting into yet another year of the horse blinking to find all those days and months and years gone thinking back to the days of the red sheet holders dreading the warmer weather when the bugs come out making the best of the deep freeze to get things done staying inside for most of the winter yeartide becoming even more "fremd" as the tides flow on marking time while having only the sun and moon needing less time to make fully working software giving myself more time to make things look better seeing self-made software as a kind of framework thinking of it as a shared commons for us all shifting into the last days of the winter games wondering about all this fuss about green men nodding off into the noon at the end of week getting another wind and staying wide awake watching the metals stack up for some far-flung lands wondering what will come after these winter games seeing how a new set of games begins today watching the ebb and flow of foreseen happenings giving this a new way of writing some time soon (?) letting all this slide slowly into the new path making sense of it when we win and when we lose finding unsung ways to have fun with much less inlaying a kind of hidden inward knowledge jamming up the cool networks with line after line keying in our words to understand them better logging rows of truth on spreadsheets for webbed layouts mixing some software into meaningful bundles needing the daily news in a more restful way outlaying the free and open wares of the world wishing happy days with a wild "upbearing" pal loathing something not out of fear but out of cringe knowing full well that "they hate it since they ain't it" finding that the smallest of hats come in big flasks finding the house of groupthink filled with broken words feeling the end coming with things getting flattened marking how the new truths won't shift their minds a bit knowing that a house of groupthink will become hell letting ill clout hunters fall flat on their on-sights worrying when they dare tell us not to worry shifting through the stormy landscape of big word tools lessening the will to put gold in anything splitting belief in oneself into six layers twisting the truth to make own truths a bit more true having ways of thinking to keep out of harm's way letting the frozen waters do their rightful work ending this short frozen month with a wide eye smirk
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Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 9:59 PM UTC
2026-02 (b)
holding the line by not writing this with workers having mixed feelings about the day of the flag thinking that we may have one more week of stillness wondering if something will strike later this month finding a missing line earlier on this month making a quick fix to spare the later cringes blazing a path and not caring who walks on it riding out this rough time by making things with it shifting into yet another year of the horse blinking to find all those days and months and years gone thinking back to the days of the red sheet holders dreading the warmer weather when the bugs come out making the best of the deep freeze to get things done staying inside for most of the winter yeartide becoming even more "fremd" as the tides flow on marking time while having only the sun and moon needing less time to make fully working software giving myself more time to make things look better seeing self-made software as a kind of framework thinking of it as a shared commons for us all shifting into the last days of the winter games wondering about all this fuss about green men nodding off into the noon at the end of week getting another wind and staying wide awake watching the metals stack up for some far-flung lands wondering what will come after these winter games seeing how a new set of games begins today watching the ebb and flow of foreseen happenings giving this a new way of writing some time soon (?) letting all this slide slowly into the new path making sense of it when we win and when we lose finding unsung ways to have fun with much less inlaying a kind of hidden inward knowledge jamming up the cool networks with line after line keying in our words to understand them better logging rows of truth on spreadsheets for webbed layouts mixing some software into meaningful bundles needing the daily news in a more restful way outlaying the free and open wares of the world wishing happy days with a wild "upbearing" pal loathing something not out of fear but out of cringe knowing full well that "they hate it since they ain't it" finding that the smallest of hats come in big flasks finding the house of groupthink filled with broken words feeling the end coming with things getting flattened marking how the new truths won't shift their minds a bit knowing that a house of groupthink will become hell letting ill clout hunters fall flat on their on-sights worrying when they dare tell us not to worry shifting through the stormy landscape of big word tools lessening the will to put gold in anything splitting belief in oneself into six layers twisting the truth to make own truths a bit more true having ways of thinking to keep out of harm's way letting the frozen waters do their rightful work ending this short frozen month with a wide eye smirk
writing these four-liners daily with rooted words
#anglish#quatrain#iambic#hexameter#2026#calendar#nonrhyming
jonchius
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jonchius
Canada
Mar 16
Mar 16, 2026 at 9:59 PM UTC
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