Tuesday, 30 August 2016


Agonizingly alone
            For four weeks           
Every quarter
Nasty night work
Oh how I abhor you
Oh how I detest you
Nasty night work
Such is a life of toil

© Phil Renaud 2016

Friday, 26 August 2016

I Don't Care

I Don’t Care
Work is such a chore
Bosses being bossy
Thinking they are colossi
I am beginning to abhor
Going in through the work door

Life has its ups and downs
Causing many frowns
Thinking is my downfall
Immersing me in a pall
Forcing a withdrawal

My attitude is changing
From laissez faire
To I don’t care

And I fear
That I will never be clear
Of the cloud
That is a shroud
Over my soul

© Phil Renaud 2016


Only contested every four years
Longing for sports superiority
You compete
Mindfully on the playing field
Putting all of your effort into your sport
Crafting a legacy of
Sports heroics

© Phil Renaud 2016

Monday, 22 August 2016

I Love Yoga

Inventive poses

Ligament lengthening
Organic exercise
Verily vital for the body
Everyday practice

Yoga is like being
On a

© Phil Renaud 2016

Wednesday, 17 August 2016


Pedaling faster, speed increasing
The ground rushes by in a blur
Bugs in my teeth and my hair
A jarring bump rattles
The bones to the core
Two wheels are
The best

© Phil Renaud 2016

Monday, 15 August 2016

Chiropractic Care

Chiropractic Care
The power that made the body heals the body
Wellness, health, and vitality
Is innate intelligence in the mind,
Restoring life
Expressing health
Keeping the body in tune
Peace and harmony
Expressions of joy
Are the results of chiropractic care
Giving life balance
Creating flow and power of movement
The potential of the body is restored
The body sparkles and glows
Life energy is restored
The wholeness of being connected
Fosters love strength and hope
A pure life of ease and abundance
Gives nourishment to the soul
Chiropractic care reveals the truth
Restores life purpose
Makes one feel alive

The power that made the body heals the body

© Phil Renaud 2016

Friday, 12 August 2016



The wind ruffles my hair
Providing the illusion of coolness
My footfalls pound heavily
On the ground
My breathing is ragged
Coming in short gasps
I am in a running race

Sweating profusely
I struggle up a fierce hill
My legs churning
Around and around in circles
My bike barely moving
I crest the hill
And begin the long descent downhill
I am in a bicycle race

Common to every athlete,
Whether professional or amateur
Is the thrill of racing
I am no different
The adrenalin gets pumping
The heart beats faster
Goosebumps appear
The nerves are jangling
As the race nears
I love the thrill
Of competition

Competing against no-one
But myself
I race
The exhilaration of finishing
A race
Is a huge rush,
An addiction
I love the experience

© Phil Renaud 2016

Wednesday, 10 August 2016


Old age finally caught up 
I watched as you withered
I could see your life wind up
And I dithered

Knowing death was forthcoming
I found it hard to come by
To watch you succumbing
I am not a tough guy

And now I am beset
With feelings of regret
Because I did not take the time
To visit more during your lifetime

© Phil Renaud 2016

Sunday, 7 August 2016


After work
At home
Alone with my thoughts
What a wonderful place to be

Alarm beeps
Awakens my wife
Assaults my revere
Time to go to bed

Adieu thoughts
Hello dreamland

© Phil Renaud 2016

My Baby

My Baby
Tenderly nurturing my baby
I recall
When it was very small
Not very tall

From the very first day
I watched my baby proceed
From a small seed
To a tall weed

Now it’s time
To smoke my baby
And maybe
Drink a Pink Lady

My baby is aglow
It smoulders and burns
Inhaling the smoke earns
Me downturns
In my concerns

This wonderful weed
Is indeed
My favourite misdeed

© Phil Renaud 2016