When the wind blows, I may shout and jeer
Or OP's no-no perhaps you may hear.
I may surround footwear
Or cook up that tramp there!
When the wind blows, I may concern tights.
Maybe (hope not) some lad's in their sights.
A cutie is leaving
And sighs she is heaving!
But when the wind's calm, they float in for the night.
A snake is with you when you point lower right.
I'm a shed by the bed. Can you guess? You just might
The answer is a single English word.
When the wind’s calm, the holy tree leads.
One kilo proceeds.
Next you employ
A place for a hoy.
When you figure out the title, you’ll figure out the wind. When you figure out the wind, you’ll figure out the verses. When you figure out the verses, you’ll figure out the word and, voila, you’re done.
Don’t you wish everything was so simple?
Should the calm come before the storm?
Was the hint meant to rile you up?
P.S. (Lennon’s dream or revolution)
When weights are light and name is short,
That Annabel's a tricky sort.
Verse three is a clue of a cryptical kind
To make sense of the others, you'll have to... un-wind.
I tried, but failed to make you smiley
By sticking in that hint - a riley.
Apologies for this, my poem
Regarding that, a crafty hoem.
Existence or being is here with his friends.
Alternatives aid as this kind of line wends.
They may catch y’all if the hearer’s ear bends.
Best of all, they have one use: sailors’ ends.
This Really Is A Hint
When I thought about writing the "Other Thoughts" section I intended to nudge you in the direction of the answer without spelling it out. That didn't happen.