Friday, 19 May 2017

Addict

Addict

Abusing
Drugs
Dangerously
Inhaling
Cannabis sativa
Toxicomania


© Phil Renaud 2017

The Dawn



The Dawn

Awakening of the day
Uplifting the soul
Rosy rays of sunlight
Obscuring the darkness
Ruddy skies proclaiming
All hail the dawn of a new day
  

© Phil Renaud 2017

Friday, 12 May 2017

The Addiction

The Addiction
It’s insidious
It creeps in gradually
Like a burglar
It steals your ambition
It all starts with an innocuous
“Wanna try it”
Then it’s let’s try again
And again
And again
Soon it’s a habit
A fun habit, kinda
Now after 40 years
It’s a bummer
It dulls the mind
Makes me lethargic
It’s not enjoyable anymore
Yet my mind
Craves it
My body aches
Without it
Yet life seems better
Depriving myself of it
I can run better
Write better
Am more alert

So I have concluded
No matter how you
Look at the situation
I am an addict


© Phil Renaud 2017

Wednesday, 10 May 2017

Happy Birthday


Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
To my friend
Who’s half a world away
Miss Bekkie transcends
The distance between us
Her joy and love of life
Causes no fuss
And is rife
With caring and tenderness
Towards her pals
No matter their locales

So here’s wishing
All the best
To my friend
Miss Bekkie

May God keep you
In the palm of his hand,
Bless you and keep you safe.

Have a great day ☺☺

© Phil Renaud 2017

Mothers


Mother’s
Matrons, so dignified and sober
Orderlies, when injury occurs to a child
Therapists, a counselor when needed
Helpers, always willing to lend a hand
Educators, teaching children to live and grow
Rescuers, whenever pets or kids need saving
Saintly, as all mothers are

These are a mother’s lot
To serve and protect everyone she’s got
In her family
And she does it uncannily

A mother’s love
Goes far and above
Normal emotion
Showing her singular devotion

So on this day for mothers
Let us not think of any others
Except for our moms
And sing psalms
Of praise to spark
Glory and fame for our Matriarch


© Phil Renaud 2017

Thursday, 4 May 2017

My Last Stand



My Last Stand
Snorting and running
I am free
Yet still caged
I run anyway

Suddenly pinpricks
Points of pain and agony
More pinpricks

I see red
Stopping and pawing the ground
I charge

The red swooshes
Aside
More pain and agony

Deeper more hurtful
Than before
The stabbing makes
Me angry

My vision is blurred
With anger
And hurt

I charge again
More pain
Deeper this time

I feel my life blood
Draining from my body
I keel over
And breathe
My last breath

© Phil Renaud 2017

Artwork courtesy of David Palmer

Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Canada


Canada
Cloyingly courteous
Amiability abounds
Noble nation
Aboriginal artists
Delightful denizens
Apologetic attitude

I am Canadian ♥

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture from Pinterest


Wednesday, 26 April 2017

Sunflowers



Sunflowers
thousand mini suns
all growing in a big field
posh Mother Gaia

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture from Pinterest

Tuesday, 25 April 2017

Hurt


Hurt
oh, mother Gaia
you sustain and nurture us
yet we destroy you

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture from Pinterest


Friday, 21 April 2017

Connections



Connections
Connected, yet disconnected
Society is subjected
To much input
Yet society is hard put
To making the human connection

Our world is wired
Society is mired
In electronic gear
Hidden in our own sphere
Of reflection

Let us not forget
That our best asset
Is out gift of talk
And take stock
Of our electronic affection

Put down the electronics
And get back to frolics
With our fellow humans
Before it ruins
Our human connections

© Phil Renaud 2017
Photo courtesy David Palmer

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Springtime

Springtime
Springtime
A time of renewal
A time of rebirth
A time of death

Springtime
Trees bud
Blossoms bloom
Grass grows
Mother Nature renews

Springtime
Fish spawn
Wildlife births
Bugs hatch
Mother Nature is reborn

Springtime
Winter dies
Our Lord is crucified
Jack Frost exits
Giving way to Mother Nature


© Phil Renaud 2017

Saturday, 8 April 2017

Delicate Rain Drops


Delicate Rain Drops
soft rain on the grass
mother nature’s gentle tears
watering the earth

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture "Delicate Rain Drops" from Pinterest

Friday, 7 April 2017

The Queen



The Queen
There once was a haughty queen who
Liked to dress in shades of blue
Escorted by bugs
Who seemed to be slugs
She tended to act like a shrew

She had a fish for a servant
Who could be very observant
A lack of water
Meant he forgot her
As his near death was emergent

© Phil Renaud 2017
Photo: Vintage postcard, artist unknown

Thursday, 30 March 2017

Psychedelia


Psychedelia
Psychedelic pictures
Screaming spacy
You yield
Calming cerebral
Habits
And add
Disciplined
Emotions
Leading
Into
Abstract art

© Phil Renaud 2017
Artist: Bekkie Sanchez
www.capriciouspoet.wordpress.com/

Tuesday, 28 March 2017

Spring



Spring
Spring is in the air
Robins are everywhere
Flowers are blooming
Perfuming
The air
Sitting in my chair
Enjoying the sun
Praising the holy one
For the rebirth of his creation
And our salvation
Through Jesus Christ, his only son

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture © Patricia Renaud 2017

Thursday, 23 March 2017

I Wish

I Wish
I wish I were a quicker wit
Then I might not feel like a twit
                    Sometimes

I wish I were rich
Then life might not be a bitch
                    It would be a life of riley

I wish everything was easy
Life would be so breezy
                    But that would be no fun

I wish wishes came true
Then I would not be so blue
                    Most of the time

But if wishes were true
Then that would skew
Our view
Of the zoo
                    Called life


© Phil Renaud 2017

Wednesday, 22 March 2017

Painted Houses




Painted Houses
Small pretty houses
All lined up row upon row
Painted so they glow

© Phil Renaud 2017

Photographer: Gary Lo

Saturday, 18 March 2017

Death


Death

Was thinking about death today
In this peculiar way

Not of friends or family
Of those I would know
The passing of my cyber friends
Was the thought
That perturbed me

I would be sad
To lose my poetry buds
Their beautiful words
Would be no more

It would be a sad day
Indeed
The world would be deprived
Of one who brought joy
With words
To so many

My thought was
How would I know
Of their demise
When our connection
Is through poetries eyes
On the Gplus site

So all of you
Poetry cyber friends
Please take care
For it’s sad to say
That one day
You will not be here
To bring joy
To us all

And I for one
Will rue that day
With great sorrow

© Phil Renaud 2017

Brigid



Brigid
Saint, miracle worker
Beloved by all Ireland
Never one to be a shirker
She inspired and
Was a server
To all, even those who shunned
Her, never dulling her fervour
For our Lord Jesus Christ, the ultimate server

All praise and glory To St. Brigid

© Phil Renaud 2017
Picture from Pinterest

Wednesday, 8 March 2017

Mom

Mom

Mom you were
My rock
My inspiration
My first love
A deeply loving caring soul

There is not a day that goes by
That I do not miss you
That I do not think of you

You
Adopted a baby boy
Gave him a family life
Taught me how to love
Taught me right from wrong
Taught me about God
Helped make me the
Man I am today
Were the love of my life
Until I met my wife

There is not a day that goes by
That I do not miss you
That I do not think of you

You were the kindest
Most gentle person
I have ever known

Man I never knew
How much I would miss you
Until you were gone

I love you Mom
Always have
Always will

There is not a day that goes by
That I do not miss you
That I do not think of you

May the Lord
Welcome you into
His eternal glory
And ease all your
Pain and suffering

Rest in peace Mom
Until we meet again
Someday
♥♥♥♥♥


© Phil Renaud 2017

Roping



Roping
Rodeo roping
On a summers eve
Pearly white moon
Imprisoned in the lariat
Nowhere to go
Groaning I pull in my catch

© Phil Renaud 2017
Artist: by korinrochelle on Deviant Art

Monday, 6 March 2017

Rainbow



Rainbow
Ranging across the sky
Arching
In vivid colors
Nary a cloud in sight
Brought by the rain
Over the earth
Wondrous beauty

© Phil Renaud 2017

Photo by Rueters

Sunday, 5 March 2017

Faceless



Faceless
Took a trip
On the hallucinogenic highway
Riding in a spaceship

My eyes were blind
Depriving me of my sight
Yet my mind
Wandered all thru the night

Butterflies flit
Into the unlit
Recesses of the brain
A rowboat appeared
Then disappeared
Going down the drain

Then from the deepest pit
Death was seen
Outlined in the light

The highway ended
With a bump
As it bended
Towards the dump

I woke from
My trip
On the spaceship
Vowing never to succumb
To the hallucinogenic highway

Nonetheless I looked
In the mirror
Overcome by fear
I had become faceless

© Phil Renaud 2017
Photo: Artist unknown

Disclaimer ~ I make no claim of ownership to this image and always seek to credit the original artist ~

Friday, 24 February 2017

Is There Anybody Out There?


Is there Anybody Out There?

Gazing blissfully at the night sky
A million million pinpricks of light
Are visible to my eye
As they brighten the night

Unaware of the time
Mind pondering
The vastness of the of nighttime

Overcome by the majesty
Of the galaxy
Feelings of smallness wash over me

Standing small and alone
I intone
Is there anybody out there?

© Phil Renaud 2017
Artwork by artist Alexandra Kern 

Wednesday, 22 February 2017

Flying


Flying

Floating
Like a bird
Yawing
Inward
Nosediving into the sea
Graduating diving school accomplished

© Phil Renaud 2017
DISCLAIMER – Artist unknown and may be subject to copyright. I do not claim to own this image or it’s copyright.