'Hwaet ' (olde English for Behold!) by Hart <br /> <br />Lightening with snow <br />Lightening with hail <br />O wintering fright <br />Of thundering might <br /> <br />Hwaet, cruel fierce <br />winds abound <br />On high they pound <br /> <br />A freezy sky <br />A malicious on high <br />jettison crystal chunks, spears, <br />and orbs <br />Earth bound down <br />to the frail and fair <br /> <br />Three hundred trillion <br />Tons of malevolent ice, <br />Rain and white frozen <br />laced flakes <br /> <br />To weak roof tops <br />cities and lakes. <br /> <br />Months of mounds <br />Months of dread <br />Months of fright <br />O a heavy heart <br />Regrets for the <br />Dead. <br /> <br />The frigid fist <br />the pounding fright <br />The streams of prayers <br />For multiple <br />tear filled nights.<br /><br />David Hart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hwaet-olde-english-for-behold-by-hart/
