More Than Words years 2016+

This collection of story-poems is a reminder on how words can be used to create ideas about subjects often overlooked in writing.This is what I hope to achieve in my new approach to a style surfacing from life-moments and recorded for others to read and enjoy. 

 

2 Beers

“After an eight hour shift with 3,000 degree F. molten copper at the Noranda Copper Mine in 1962, cold beers were neat. Some men paid the price for...

A Magnificant Gift

A Magnificent Gift this stillness of morning. Flowers yet thrust as colourful blossoms within their stockade of space, the wind ruffling feathery...

A Morning Exercise

Early am, fog is like a fox slinking along the path sniffing up early adventures, seeking a rodent snack chasing its tail rummaging in tufts of grass...

A Poem with Meaning

A Poem with Meaning Creating a vortex my being swift as a current; life sustaining; blanketing oppression fingers stretching as chaos begins a...

A Tree Branch

Shake with life in the wild, within the breeze of a special invitation. Pause for a moment and listen to it swing ing high -- that birch limb...

A Tree from Lebanon

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A Tree from Lebanon became a cross as an accompaniment for our Lord Jesus -- its hardness built for strength, to hold a Saviour of the world. He did...

All These Shoes

All These Shoes As a Child: I kicked off little shoes blue as the sky, one went Whoosh-Klunk, the other skimmed like a butterfly then I ran through...

AM, Houston BC..

AM, Houston BC. The mountains rise once more sun’s disposition labelling the country-side and we hold hands – family time and birthday wishes draw us...

At Danny's Place

At Danny’s Place Tumbling dice follow an inertia of flicking wrist adding conversation to its limit. My numbers override yours as family-contestants...

Balancing Act

Balancing Act After a backwards surprise tumble across a fallen bough I planned to sit upon I contemplated the possibility of a harsh arrest. And It...

BC. Partners

BC. Partners The bear was active last night; winter’s on the way – and a belly-full of food natural for a long sleep. Morning has arrived, one horse...

Boyhood

When I was young and hiking with friends or gathering by bike we tested outdoor skills climbed trees jumped brooks and struck matches against rocks...

Children

Children are like honoured guests, in our home – scent of innocence acting out as chickadees with their hopping and flitting, seeking new corners to...

Creation

Creation I am a creature of muscle and bone – limbs to walk with a loved one, a mind to discuss Your kind ways – my adventures on this land are part...
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Enlightenment

Enlightenment at the edge of woods: wind restless blades of grass shivering green ferns taller than truths and trees pawing with thirst – an evening...

Environmental Interlude

Environmental Interlude We sought repose and found disarray along the trail, a litany of litter defacing the beauty, its refreshment awaiting those...

Evening Triumph

Clouds begin to plot evening’s arrival – shadows trickling down the mountain shadows of chill and tree-top movements close as daylight’s romance –...

For Sale

For Sale This house is starvin’ for a new family and a husband who has the smarts about children growing tall and strong no matter what’s in the wind...

I Am Strength

and my wings powerful -- to carry me. From updraft currents I can shriek, with a voice of contentment -- soaring up, then down and around; I surround...

In Our Precious God, We Trust

In Our Precious God, We Trust I have tasted the sweetness of life, a baby’s cry a child’s hug a teen’s concerns, a family’s rush to gather in more of...

Invasion

Here I am. Now walking slowly down corridors of concern and wondering if my life will ever be the same the C word like an old refrain: shouldn’t have...

Lines and Twists

Gruff looking yet artful, face-making clouds straddle Coastal Range hills at Babine Lake - - their caricatures as frowns of sadness and delight - -...

Love is Forever

Love is Forever when I look at my sister visiting me from Hamilton, Ontario and I am very happy. She has had more than a few challenges through the...

Mothers

Mothers provide a nest of love for the part of them who became a boy or girl. First, cries of joy life -- a new world in which to grow to be nurtured...

Muddy Me Up

Muddy Me Up Nice to be almost five with your feet in the sand dumping pails of water making it cool, covering toes in the mush. This is good this is...
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On the Shores

ON THE SHORES of Tatamagouche Bay the sea whispers in bubbling currents against the beach. Freedom with the sun, hot sands underfoot, then a wind...

Rhino Power 2

“Our daughter and husband’s 30 acres of serenity is on the outskirts of Houston, BC, and they live in a magnificent log house, alongside Hungry...

The Hunter

The Hunter The way it licked its lips meant comfort in a hail of wind an allowance to lay down; unknown bow prepared and foe hoping chance allows...

The Mystery of Cat

The Mystery of Cat foraging in the midst of pride scents mountain air-flow and shakes off stream’s chill not so far away. Her thirst prompts a low...

The Toe

The Toe of his boot makes contact with a pebble, one sticking out among the pile, and it travels slow-motion across the road and plops into a small...

There's Blood

There’s Blood on the sky and tugs at my heart as it says goodbye. (c) 2016 Richard L. Provencher

To Love

This poem is written for our friend, Joe and his two sons. As we get older we stretch towards a plateau of wonderful love and caring. All of those...

We Splashed

We Splashed in the puddles, little pools threatening to catch mother’s attention when we gathered home and left splotches of mud mash on shiny floors...

With Vision of Power

With Vision of Power Some folks think they are like a forest fire in a forward rush to prove its worth arising to an occasion of terror fulfilling...

Atlantic Escapade

It’s a hot one today rays streaming sun steaming and thankfully this warmth of solar penetration continues on the wind- it soothes and eradicates any...
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No Returns

I can see you in the moonlight your face and I miss you. The night arrives on a caravan of diamonds- they sparkle bright orbs way out there up-up and...

First Date 1955

The first time I dated Irene sure felt good to be old enough and allowed to dance close after all the staying apart rules with arms extended as feet...