London F. Buss Poet Free verse

Mustang Rain

“Mustang Rain”.

 I'm sitting here in silence, going quietly insane.
 Your standing there in the pouring rain..
 I turn my rain-stick again and again.
 Desert darkness lit by a glow:
 Storm, lightning flashes stab the distance
 I'm thinking of your mustang hair dripping with rain!
 But I sit here alone, going quietly insane.
 My dreaming: I was next to you: wishing the same!
 The storm in your hair...
 Wishing we were together with our hair in the rain.
 Rolling thunder lost in your voice.
 The sound of rain, that eases our pain.
 Rivers of rain through your mustang’s hair,
 Mustang wind blowing through your mane.
 But I sit here alone, going quietly insane.
 A flash in the distance,
 maybe it's rain?
 The winds blow the storm around in circles
 But it doesn't mean rain?
 I'm turning my rain-stick time and time again.

 Just singing aloud, in silence.
 But I sit here alone, going quietly insane.
 Eagles ride the wind.
 Thunder shakes through the ground,
 and rolls through the Distance.
 Distant tails of rain.
 Smell of rain, lightning flashes, through the clouds.
 Makes love to the darkness: time and time again.
 Putting loneliness to sleep, accepting the pain.
 Memories: The smell of your wet hair.
 Dancing alone in the Mustang 
 I sit here alone, going quietly insane.
 You sit there alone, going quietly insane.
 Dancing alone in the Mustang rain.

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Charlotte Puddifoot April 21, 2023 at 8:44 AM this is another raw, emotive piece of writing, gritty yet dreamlike at the same time..your poems are almost like a stream of consciousness, as if they're dictated from somewhere else.. London F. Buss May 9, 2023 at 12:56 AM That's why I think I have a Muse, the words are hers but the copyright is mine. :)

Panagiota Romios April 1, 2023 at 10:24 AM I love it, London. Poems can eat time. Unless you are writing Monokus ))) Being raised reading famous poets, I cannot write them. I also wrote a few involving, love, rain, passion. I love poetry like yours that has passion and humanity, I am not a nature lover, but the people lover! Panagiota Panagiota Romios April 9, 2023 at 8:14 AM I have zilch background, so? Thomas Edison dropped out of school and created the libght bulb. Don’t be afraid of trying forms. You need not write like any poet….read and do comment to mine please. I think you are a fab and fesarless poet., Passion and people a heavy mix, mmm)): Pangagiota London F. Buss April 2, 2023 at 1:16 PM Eating time love that line, I have no history of reading poetry. I sm just fascinated by song lyrice like leonatd Cohen. Springsteen Dylan. And tori smos. I guess thats why my writing is unique...

London F. Buss March 25, 2023 at 5:35 PM This was the 3rd poem I have written, it took 30 minutes to write..