Equiangular

The path sears its trajectory

Seeking the comfort of bijection

Segregated from the clusters, an outlier

Watching point devour bundle

Wrinkling lip, as forms the Spinode

Wishing equation finds a root

Dreams, steeped in fantastical roots

Comatose, losing trajectory

Is that a point of singularity, Is that my Spinode?

Yearning for bijection

Without family, one can’t be in a bundle

Relegated, to all it knows, forever the outlier

The clusters grow distant; such is the plight of an outlier

Astir the lonely can, never able to take root

Witness to a thousand bundles

Never fearing their trajectory

Always talking, always a bijection

But its points are sharp, never the Spinode

Where is my Spinode?

Craving unity, yet cast aside, always the outlier

In my head, I’ve seen the beauty of bijection

One to one, able to catch root

A perfect trajectory

Embraced by my own bundle

The love of a bundle

Two branches of a curve meet, a Spinode

Painting the horizon with pristine trajectory

Never alone again, discarding the mask of outlier

Try to steal me from this root

Impossible for he that knows the feel of bijection

Have you ever experienced the brilliance of bijection?

Joined by the like, clustered in a bundle

Nourishing water feeding a combined root

Tangents coinciding this Spinode

Never forgetting the previous life, alone as outlier

Harnessing trajectory

The trajectory of curve, and the point for Spinode

Love comes in bundles; we pity the outlier

He without the knowledge of bijection; he without roots

D'Verse is rolling out the Sestinas tonight for their Form For All night.  Gay is hosting the evening and really did a great job introducing the form.  Sestinas are a different breed of poem for sure.  I've always found the form interesting in concept, but very difficult to produce one personally, well a good one anyhow.  I remember playing the Sestina game, way back in grad school.  We all wrote down six random words on a sheet of paper, cut each word off the sheet and placed all the words in a brown bag.  Each student went up and took turns pulling out a word until we all had six.  Then we went on to create our own Sestina.  

This is one form that always boggles my mind.  I could have picked out six perfect words, but the problem that I find popping up is adhering to their positioning on subsequent stanzas.  It's very typically the case where I find myself wanting to say something different, or more likely a great line, not including the needed word, pops into my head but can't be used.   It's both aggravating and fun at the same time.  You feel like you've passed a major challenge.  It's a bit of a rush.

The example Gay provided on the site is a really good one.  Mine normally comes out a bit disjointed.  So of course I'd have to go and pick 6 mathematical terms for the piece.  It was a challenge but I kinda like what came out of the exercise.  And it's always a good thing to challenge and expand the limits of one's mind.  So hope you all enjoy and for those of you not joining me via D'Verse.  Make sure you click on the link I've provided here to check out the other submissions, and perhaps, if you're up to the challenge, submit one of your own.