Richard L. Provencher

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StoryTurmoil Among the Pack Richard L. Prov...14 years 17 hours ago
StoryRain or Shine Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 day ago
StoryEach Day is Early AM (2) Richard L. Prov...34 years 3 days ago
StoryI Saw Shadows Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 week ago
StoryThis Homeless Man Richard L. Prov...74 years 1 week ago
StoryDomain Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 week ago
StoryArise and Go Forth Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 week ago
StoryNot a Fairy Tale Richard L. Prov...44 years 1 week ago
StoryGlory Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 week ago
StoryThis is More catherine poarch104 years 1 week ago
StorySnowballs in the Making Richard L. Prov...34 years 1 week ago
StoryIt's More Than Poetry Richard L. Prov...144 years 2 weeks ago
StoryStuffed in a Box Richard L. Prov...14 years 2 weeks ago
StoryA Better Part of Life Richard L. Prov...84 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMommy, a Chickadee Richard L. Prov...44 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPsychokinetic Imagination donignacio54 years 2 weeks ago
StoryHurry Up Cat Richard L. Prov...24 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWind and Time's Delight Richard L. Prov...34 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNobody's Boy Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPeaches & White Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 weeks ago
StoryTen More Minutes Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThis Wisdom Tree Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Birthday Girl Richard L. Prov...14 years 1 month ago
StoryDivination… Mark Heathcote14 years 1 month ago
StoryThe thimble of life Mark Heathcote24 years 1 month ago

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A New Horizon

We met morning’s light with sleepy in our eyes- a movement caught my attention as I leaned from my tent door- 3 AM early past was a deer on a pause...
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Speckles and Friends

He awoke suddenly. Surely his friends were not here already. It was still dark but he could easily see them as a flash of morning topping the hills...

In the Balance of Time

And from this ancient of an ancient woodsman cabin natural sounds revive the energy of ages past- a porcupine munching on a corner of wood nearby...
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Father and a Song

I hear a melody of morning songs from a concert of birds poking at the stillness of sky their pleasure of sounds for my dad gone too soon are...
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Through Our Country Window

Through Our Country Window Rivulets stream thinly down landscape sheerness falling as a multiplicity of confetti drops bubbling & sprinting onto...

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