'Hwaet ' (Olde English For Behold!) By Hart Poem by David Hart

'Hwaet ' (olde English for Behold!) by Hart

Lightening with snow
Lightening with hail
O wintering fright
Of thundering might

Hwaet, cruel fierce
winds abound
On high they pound

A freezy sky
A malicious on high
jettison crystal chunks, spears,
and orbs
Earth bound down
to the frail and fair

Three hundred trillion
Tons of malevolent ice,
Rain and white frozen
laced flakes

To weak roof tops
cities and lakes.

Months of mounds
Months of dread
Months of fright
O a heavy heart
Regrets for the
Dead.

The frigid fist
the pounding fright
The streams of prayers
For multiple
tear filled nights.