White eye of the gibbous moon
in the east
spidering up silken strands
spun from high above
Halo of silver mist among the heights
a shroud of winter’s looming chill
pushed to unseen ends by secret giant’s bane
Never blinking eye this winter’s young eve
Unbroken
Breathless
Observant
Watching incipient mis-intentions
corrupting yon horizon
billowing driven snows
T J Pontz 