White skeleton sticks
rag in the dark blue
Spikes recall our frame
after the end
Path unseen
Feet feel the floor
Left dark shallow
puddly brook
Ducks flatly float
Tall spindly woman's face
Shines ghost-white
Yellow red gleaming pearls
In dark grey shadowy
Chocolate bars
Of houses
Moon a spotted floodlight
Around a football pitch
Michael Witkowski
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-walk-moon/
