Terry Donovan

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

Terry Donovan Poems

121. You'Re Beautiful 7/6/2006
122. A Christmas Present 12/18/2006
123. Sausages 9/12/2007
124. Life Country-Style 7/16/2006
125. Potty! 1/9/2008
126. Summer Holiday Sonnet 7/21/2006
127. Baby Giraffe 6/9/2004
128. Short Thought 9/22/2004
129. I Wish....... 9/22/2004
130. Seascape 11/1/2004
131. Train Of Thought 7/11/2006
132. Lady On A Train 10/11/2004
133. Thoughts In A Cubicle 6/4/2004
134. Sweet Sorrow 4/11/2005
135. Last Love 10/20/2004
136. Skylight 5/25/2004
137. A Fatal Mistake 11/17/2004
138. For Jenny 11/1/2004
139. I'M Always Dreaming 9/27/2004
140. Sleep Tight, Fair Maid 11/9/2004
141. Today I Cried 10/11/2004
142. The Empty Boxes 8/4/2006
143. Smart 1/9/2008
144. Untouched By Human Hand 4/11/2005
145. Long Story 8/29/2006
146. Now Go To Sleep, My Little One 7/7/2006
147. Who Heals The Healer? 6/3/2004
148. Who But You 6/5/2004
149. Best Friends 6/15/2004
150. Single Dad 10/22/2008
151. Ashes To Ashes 8/28/2006
152. Oxfam Shop 8/23/2006
153. Never Trust A Lobster 6/25/2006
154. Angel 8/3/2006
155. Take My Hand 10/15/2004
156. Motorcycle Sonnet 10/2/2004
157. Autumn Leaves Its Scar 6/23/2004
158. An Angel Has To Do What An Angel Has To To 5/30/2004
159. Why Dogs Always Smell Each Others' Bums 10/20/2006
Best Poem of Terry Donovan

Why Dogs Always Smell Each Others' Bums

Once upon a time I'm told
When strange things happened in the world of old
An extraordinary meeting took place
Of dogs from all round the global face.
They all met somewhere near the Golan heights
For a conference on doggy rights.
It took place in a massive hall
Cos anything less would be too small.
As they went in, every dog and pup
took off its coat and hung it up
Then when the conference was over
All the dogs (there were loads called Rover)
Piled outside in lengthy queues
And they couldn't sort out whose coat was whose.
In utter ...

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Waiting

Tomorrow is too late
Too soon
When coming together
Means parting
And past futures become reality
And future pasts
Confirm.
It’s always shadows.
And denial.

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