White Moon's Glow. Poem by Terry Collett

Robbo drank beer
Robbo smoked thin cigars
made love
to skinny women
made love
with plump ones too.

He drew pictures
painted large art
read Tolstoy and Gogol.

He married late
some plump woman
of taste and education.

He married in haste
flirted with a skinny girl
half his age
made love to her
on their third meeting
at her place
some one-roomed flat
which she shared
with her cat.

Robbo was a drunk
he drank too much
smoked himself to cancer.

He divorced his wife
for a better life
he married the skinny girl
who moved into his apartment
as his ex-wife left.

Robbo grew weak
he had cancer
of the spine and lungs
and stopped drawing
and painting
and sat by a window
watched the world go by
skies blue
and sometimes black.

His wife half his age
divorced him.

He was alone
no art
no love
just his wife's old cat
and Mozart on the radio
and the night sky
and a white moon's glow.