Richard L. Provencher

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StoryEnvironmental Interlude Richard L. Prov...79 years 11 months ago
StoryA Poem with Meaning Richard L. Prov...09 years 11 months ago
StoryAM, Houston BC.. Richard L. Prov...210 years 4 days ago
StoryBC. Partners Richard L. Prov...210 years 4 days ago
StoryA Magnificant Gift Richard L. Prov...310 years 1 month ago
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StoryCreation Richard L. Prov...410 years 1 month ago
StoryThere's Blood Richard L. Prov...210 years 1 month ago
StoryMuddy Me Up Richard L. Prov...410 years 1 month ago
StoryEnlightenment Richard L. Prov...210 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Return seashore2310 years 1 month ago
StoryAll These Shoes Richard L. Prov...210 years 1 month ago
StoryOn the Shores Richard L. Prov...410 years 1 month ago
StoryTo Love Richard L. Prov...210 years 1 month ago
StoryMisty Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
Story2 Beers Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
StoryAN ACT OF CARING essay Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
StoryPRACTICAL CANOE SAFETY TIPS non-fiction Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
StoryA GIFT FROM MELANIE story Richard L. Prov...110 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Hunter Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
StoryRhino Power 2 Richard L. Prov...310 years 1 month ago
StoryA Prayer for Mom (story) Richard L. Prov...010 years 1 month ago
StoryRhino Power Richard L. Prov...210 years 1 month ago
StoryWriting the New Poetry Ewan410 years 1 month ago
StoryWe Splashed Richard L. Prov...410 years 1 month ago

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Domain

The woods are skin to God’s gift and a spiritual journey unmasks His delight.

This Homeless Man

This Homeless Man came to me asking for a cup of coffee & a donut feeling blue - an afternoon encounter now bringing him close to me and I...
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Not a Fairy Tale

Stoking the fire means warmth for hiking on a very cold day pasted to a northern wind. A deer poking his head through flailing flakes shows there is...
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Snowballs in the Making

Tarry me not as falling crystals fill my facial-space and I rush in hurried motions across a slide of sidewalk ice avoiding clusters of people also...

Stuffed in a Box

It was quite simple to hide from the early morning sun. All Paul had to do was pull down the shade gaining an opportunity for more sleep. But his...

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