Harlequin Of Moods Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Have you heard the howling winds
Haunt and hurry forth their hazy songs,
As though hours will soon have their silence
So they huff and heave heartily in force?

A moment's havoc of haughty hardihood,
Hammering heavy down the ground, its helpless prey,
Humbling Earth all huddled in its hiatus
Such hectic humor, a vain caprice at play.

Nature's henchman headstrong in its haste
Hankers through helpless green and grain,
Lifting up the sky's halcyon hem so chaste,
A harlequin of moods, quite harnessed by rain.

Yet in time, it soon hobbles rather spent.
Its high-strung temper held at bay from harshness
Hindered by the weather's calm and harmony
It's hymns now hum a hopeful gentleness.

All Rights Reserved ~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~07.23.14