Not lost

I see this clearly.
It will never be enough
just coexisting.

Point A to point B?
It has never been like that.
I do find my way

eventually.
The devil's out and about
but not on my street.

We'll cross paths some day.

Heading Home

That’s Philip Seymour Hoffman
Wearing the red baseball cap

Head down, in first class

I notice first his forearms

Distinctively his somehow

He does not look up

While I wedge my suitcase through

Our eyes never meet

But we share a destiny

In this shared destination

I can feel safe now 

On this flight with him, this one

God has kissed, and blessed

Granted

   Have you looked outside?

   You won’t know how it really is

   Until you do
 

   It’s so cold

   Just those two cardinals

   Making their rounds

   And otherwise quiet

   No wind, no commotion
 

   When you’re out there

   Will you look back in?

   So much of me, what you can see, is granted

   Rooted in love

   Flowering too much

   Reproductive, unstoppable

   When seen and touched by you

   It’s true 

 

   Something, though, is not granted

   Something I’m saving
 

   My life’s more spent than not

   And I live for others now, most days 

   But I’m saving this

Full Circle

Our leaves have fallen.
A boy wears his coat to school
at last, though unzipped.

We can see our breath.
Pumpkins top the compost pile.
I should be content.

Math

Let us consider a system of nonlinear ordinary equations.

Let us determine the values of the control parameters.

Let us divide the wheat from the chaff.

Let us use math with each other.

Or we could multiply, be fruitful, be breathless and naked.

You could let me see the hair on your arms, chest and back,

let me grapple with a body that is pushy, misshapen or fat.

Is the beast in you heathen or noble?  I don’t care. 

But I want to know.

Let us go back to the main equation.

What matters is that we are solving for X,

where X is not how or why you make me tick.

X is something within and beyond all that.

think

    strongly desire is the clue
    crave I think

    and right away
    I'll be thinking in pen
    how there's something about you
    in these five letters here
    and something about me

    how our minds meet with a hard c
    how intimate words have softened us
    how warm you must be, like the sane a
    that rolls from r to forgiving v
    how there are depths in you
    but we've agreed 
    this e can be silent

---

    not so fast
    it's not all that

---

    covet is the answer

    how old
    testament
    is covet

    I know what it is
    to covet, I know
 
    not exquisite
    not excruciating
    not like this

    think again

True note

   Cardinals nesting

   This place that can't be called home

   Has a view of trees

   Whenever I speak

   It is out of proportion

   Much like your silence

   No more symphonies

   If one true note will seal it

   I'm your friend for life