Easy Living

I enjoy writing, thoroughly, without prejudice and introducing characters sometimes missed in the business of life. As of September 10, 2019 I became a young 77 year spirit in mind if not in an older body with its creaks and groans. My dear wife, Esther is my partner, best friend and wife of almost 45 years. She is also my writing soundboard, and I love her dearly, Our four children, five grandchildren, and soon to be two great grandchildren live so far away. Yet each member of our family continue to live close by in our thoughts and often manage to slip into our writings. Please enjoy what erupts onto the page from my heart, mind and fingers, dear readers. -Richard & Esther Provencher, Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada.      . 

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Richard L. Provencher

 

Richard L. Provencher

The Ball

has fallen from some child’s grasp perhaps five years of age the perfect size to fit a little angel’s hand like my own daughter. Left perhaps or...

A Button Box

“Grandpa?” Colin asked. “Want to go fishing?” The boy waited patiently for an answer. He enjoyed visiting his Grandparents at their apartment. The...

A Poem for Jesus

Did Jesus wear socks in evenings of night-time chill His blessed feet traveling many miles in need of rest? If I can earn wages for my keep I will...
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Author's Day

Our grade three teacher Miss Silver invited an author to visit. “Mr. Lawrence will help us with story ideas,” she said. “Maybe we can get published...

A Christmas Message

It was a message that touched every human heart in Victoria Park. It filled empty spaces held within by an army of anxious people. Some had forgotten...
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Look At Me Now

“Dear Great-Grandma, It's neat sitting at my desk, typing a letter to you on my new computer. Mom says you were a nice person. Such a shame I didn't...

Christmas is Forgiveness

Put a sinner to bed and allow him a plan of mercy as he lays in the silence of His forgiveness. Now he can join a band of angels able to pass on His...

This Current

of wind remains formidable not complicated nor lazy from its storming last night-- still powerful as it launched my canoe across the crests of foam...

Run and Run Some More

What kind of animal ventures along such a path hoof prints mired in the bottom of a puddle melting within the darkness of a muddy splat? Was it one...

Dear Jesus

The scabs of time have often laid us low but you have been there each time— Your Holy Presence has always been caring loving and forgiving. Please...

For Our Son

and his sad foster-boy eyes in that picture of an event not so long ago. And we did help lighten up your missing smile and return glad glinting to...
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For My Wife

I see lights as stars shining over the street buildings as highways of activity. You’re missing from my sight but not in my heart you’re still the...
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Rhapsody

Seeing through membranes of familiarity we step cautiously along the path that enriches our destination— it’s all about freedom to choose to live...

Country Living

Sketch an outline of a farm where people live with chickens and cows horses and a llama or two – now add a house porch and a huge barn full of hay...

The World

is a fine place to be even during its haughty moments and when evening kisses the mountain edge twilight shows its face and soon to be darkness and...

Will Peace be Betrayed

by the lamentations in this body once sure and spry now tired and dry parched in spirit and ability to overcome? Yes within this dullard a wisp of...

A Precious Gift

Autumn is a serenade of calico as gushing water creates a mini-falls over outcroppings of shale. Splashing in hilarious moments of pleasure is a dare...

The Sky

is a tenor in an orchestra of music its proud evening shades of sunshine dropping as notes in a soliloquy during twilight. The nearby farm family in...

For Scotty 1967-2020

A lasting memory for father & son our jogging pace kept alive along a weathered mountain trail as we tested muscle and bone. It sure felt good in...

No Matter

where you wish to go how long you’ll be there is always a place called home to go to... although paths are fine allowing memories to grow there is...

Ouch

The runner gasps as one foot clips a stone -- yet jogging good for these older bones-- heart on high alert somehow able to stand the strain of...

Oh Sweet Lullaby

Esther my own precious dear when you tarry then sally near there is nothing but my heart to fear for as I tread forth in silence along the path where...

Morning's Chuckle

Growing older can be a challenge. This morning after shaving I waited for the murky water to race down the drain. Gosh it was now over ten seconds...

Speaking Memories

As I sit here in this space of living room the sky beckons- wraps itself around trees & branches that allow nests for feathered friends. I speak...

Sunrise

is temperamental like shades of skin as colours raise across the sky in strips of awesomeness- we knew patience of the moment is similar to that sky...

Hurry Now

grub’s alive on the table- Suraya with a smile pokes and prods with moonlight eyes as we graze across each pot of food – a feasting looking more than...

Erased

from the sun no longer to receive natural Vitamin D and warmth upon my skin nor brag on a tan sought for today- perhaps there are pages yet to play...

Summer Comes

Suffused with morning’s gleam I rest upon a back porch where snowy remnants melt away in last days of huddled crystals once rampant as a runaway kite...

Custodian of Flavours

Squinting eyes open the valve of time’s cycle as a morning sun brightens into life a drop of one foot then another upon the floor – like a threat of...
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Today and Tomorrow

My leaves shuffle life and broad branches shelter shadows- the forest a domain. Eagles patrol as updrafts send them soaring wings trembling in their...

Memory-Moments

I follow a path with multi-coloured dots of Autumn leaves that remind me of my days as a youth who once raced along this memory trail- now I am older...

Notwithstanding

His wrinkled skin- a badge of honour a gift of time.

Solitude

Dory boats whisper against their mooring lines rocking-splash gently atop bay’s skim of glass reflections shimmy in friendship.
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In the Summertime

A copse of birch trees serene in their placement are comfortable in a forest of freedom- such magnificence and beauty. I could easily invite them to...

Nature the Prize

Bathe your eyes within the streaking of sun-rays followed by coolness in shadowy spaces and here I am between the two: one is the love I have for you...

Seasons in the Sun

A stream lays down in the valley its echoing sounds calling out to another on the other side of Prospector Ridge where cousins in the woods shift...

The Salmon River

The Salmon River no longer has salmon yet continues to run drawing hikers on parallel trails to water sprinting in-between. A flow that reflects...
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Help Me Say NO MORE FOOD

Listen to the sounds of a satisfying Thanksgiving dinner. Slurping soup then gobbling from a huge chicken, absorbing the aroma of prepared ecstasy...

The Wood Toboggan

The Wood Toboggan is an instrument of good will- it sits firmly on the snow amid cheers from others sharing this hill sliding slowly down. As it...
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Entanglement

I left my sweater at a neighbour’s place the one my daughter bought on Autumn day when we visited BC and its busy little village of Houston while a...

Wisdom

Wisdom... is like a distinct flower which absorbs the elements accepting rain and others known to climate - arousing nature’s scent reaching...
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Tumultuous Times

Once the sun kisses an edge of horizon new adventures begin- a raucous wind stirs the pot with a mix of sound and turmoil lifts an eagle into layers...
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From My Back Porch

I can hear a world with untamed emotions of cars and mail delivery vans garbage trucks & other sets of wheels- Working folks finally home...
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Pageant

Life is a page of dreams which keep on turning- one for you and one for me now count your blessings. (c) 2022 Richard L. Provencher

Don't Give Up on Earth

The scent of Autumn a warm musky mushy pot-purée of wet fallen leaves- though Trembling Aspen may bend & shake there will always be a forest to...
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Jasper in the Sun 2

Trees highlight Nature in artful displays dressed among strokes of landscape green cliffs presented in sheaths of gray afternoon clouds crowding a...
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Sifting Sand

Older deer ponder along the shore while young ones test muscles & the frisky in their legs- a race is on older age always trying doggedly to...
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Like a Tiger

It walks with a whisper the cat more like a shadow its toe-nails click click upon the wooden floors everyone in the family is asleep darkness a...
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Autumn Rebound

Driving through the country-side has its moments like right now- eyes at rest silence within a mystery. It struck the hillside with a band of bright...
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