A Buffalo Half-Hour - www.SeePlacesBeDifferent.com/Bflo
Probably the second most abstract poem I've ever written (don't be scared), this one is about the loss of first love. Every metaphor has meaning, many have multiples. I was hoping for a visual & visceral reaction when I wrote it. When you have a broken heart you're not thinking so much as feeling your way through for a bit.
Yet - www.SeePlacesBeDifferent.com/Yet
Also abstract but very easy to decipher in comparison. This was written years after "Buffalo", about a longing for lost love - but about no one man in particular.
Yet Again - www.SeePlacesBeDifferent.com/yet-again
This is the story to follow up "Yet." It's the story of a particular memory that my mind went to after writing "Yet."
Both "Yet" and "Yet Again" were written in between travels, and what I've learned about myself is that when I ignore that nomadic throb, the feeling is the same as a break-up - it's one of lost love. I was in a very happily committed relationship when they were written, and the loss is not of a person but of a place - an unrequited love of new adventure.
I hope you enjoy them. I'm attached to them in ways I can't adequately explain and I adore the link.
Cheers!~
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