Terry Donovan

Rookie (12/6/41 to? / Amersham, Buckinghamshire)

Comments about Terry Donovan

  • Michael Shepherd (8/4/2006 9:45:00 AM)

    Terry Donovan is one of the treasures of Poemhunter, and I think I speak for all readers. A humourist with style and humanity. May your bike run smoothly on a full tank.

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  • James Grengs (10/20/2004 4:51:00 PM)

    Terry, I just happened to see a new poem of yours, and I read it. After I'd read the one, I had to read a couple more of them- they're awesome! You have a special style about your poetry that really draws the reader in.
    -James

  • Tammy Natoli (5/28/2004 5:37:00 PM)

    I loved this so much Terry! It hit so close to home for me. My heart skipped a beat! I love reading you!

  • Tammy Natoli (5/18/2004 9:05:00 PM)

    Hi Terry! Excellent. Not that I am a critic. Great read!

  • Anong All (5/14/2004 5:15:00 PM)

    Hello to you...Terry Donovan,

    .....i was shuffling through., me own pages...Then returned home.
    Noticed the title of your poem.., it drew me in...
    .....i'am glad..it did...Your poem, felt wonderful...to read.

  • Sofia P (5/13/2004 6:58:00 PM)

    Your writting gives me a strong sense of a monologue... I don't know if it's done on purpose, but it's very unique. A poem that feels like a conversation...

Best Poem of Terry Donovan

An Angel Has To Do What An Angel Has To To

He walked away into the night,
His knuckles swollen from the fight,
A smile beneath his swollen eye,
Much satisfaction in his sigh.

He left behind a crumpled lump
A man who’d had a well-earned thump,
A bully belly filled with beer,
A crowd that had recoiled in fear.

He’d done his bit and saved the day,
Restored some order to the fray.
They watched him as went from view
Lost in the shadows he passed through.

“Forgive me, Lord”, he stopped to pray,
“I know that’s not the angels’ way”.
The Lord said “When you deal with man,
You ...

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Away Day

Alarm bell rings
Blackbird sings
Sun greets open eyes
Sleep was clover
Now it’s over
Time to wake and rise.

Kettle, coffee,
Now I’m off e-

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