Getting Old

Getting Old

I’m gettin’ old

My life has passed me by

I am no longer spry

I’m getting’ old

Many moons ago

A younger man was I

Life was slow

And did not fly by

As I grew up

Life began to speedup

Days and years

Came and went

Too many beers

To lament

Now as I prepare

To retire

I offer up a prayer

And do declare

I’m gettin’ old

© Phil Renaud 2017

Pain

Pain

Bump into the counter

Stubbed toe

The agony of short intense pain

© Phil Renaud 2017

Morning Prayer

My Morning Prayer

Thank you Lord

For letting me to

Wake to live another day

Please watch over my family…

Especially my wife, Patricia; my mother Annetta;

My brothers Garry and Charlie;

My sisters Carol, Donna, and Michelle;

Niece Emily and nephew Chad

May you keep them and the rest of my family

Safe, comfort them, ease their pain and suffering

And guide them on the path

To your resurrection

I ask this in the name of

Jesus Christ our Lord

Amen

© Phil Renaud 2017

My Wife

My Wife

My wife …

Is the love of my life,

the heart of my heart,

the woman of my dreams.

I love her

With all my heart and soul

And I thank the Lord

For letting me

Meet my wife

So long ago

© Phil Renaud 2017

Shelack Hums

Shelack Hums

There once was a detective

Who was very effective

At solving mysteries

With great histories

He used his brain

To ascertain

The guilty factions

So that by his actions

Justice was served

To those who deserved

Shelack Hums is his name

Solving crime is his game

With his partner, Dr. Whitson

No criminal could outrun

The duo

Of Shelack Hums & Dr. Whitson

© Phil Renaud 2017

I claim no ownership of photo


This poem goes back to my earliest roots as a writer - when friends and I wrote plays in grade 7 or 8 (more than 40 years ago) - about the great detective Shelack Hums. Enjoy☺

Love is...

Love is…

Love starts as a small seed, much like that of the Mustard seed. As the mustard seed grows into a majestic tree so it is with love, as it matures and ages, it grows spreading joy, bliss and encompassing all within its reach.

Love is like the embers of a dying fire, sparkling, glowing and radiating heat and light into a harsh world.

Love can also be like ice, cold hard and unyielding.

Love is an emotion that must be shared. Sharing love increases the power of love tenfold. An emotion that is shared by man and wife becomes the bond that unites them for life.

Love is the most wonderful feeling that one can experience.

© Phil Renaud 2017

Girl In A Jar

Girl In A Jar

Confused and alone

Time is unknown

Hugging my knees

A feeling of unease

Invades my mind

As I find

I am quarantined

In a jar

It’s truly bizarre

Being trapped in a jar

© Phil Renaud 2017