Richard L. Provencher

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StoryDiary Of A Superhero Simmo72116 years 10 months ago
StoryFULL CIRCLE poem Richard L. Prov...116 years 10 months ago
StoryGoogling Earth Bradene1816 years 10 months ago
StoryA Dying Man's Wish rl murdoch416 years 10 months ago
StoryDETROIT UNHINGED poem Richard L. Prov...316 years 10 months ago
StoryMAGNIFICENT GIFTS poem Richard L. Prov...716 years 10 months ago
StorySadie's Song Silver Spun Sand1416 years 10 months ago
StoryLITTLE DYKE LAKE, NOVA SCOTIA poem Richard L. Prov...116 years 10 months ago
StoryOur Mulberry Love Bradene416 years 10 months ago
StoryPRAYERS FOR AN EVERYDAY WORLD Richard L. Prov...316 years 10 months ago
StoryVANILLA DISH poem Richard L. Prov...216 years 10 months ago
StoryFACES children's story Richard L. Prov...216 years 10 months ago
StoryRun, Adam Kilb50516 years 10 months ago
StoryOde to an Age Old Struggle. keleph616 years 10 months ago
StoryTOO FAR TOO SOON poem Richard L. Prov...316 years 10 months ago
StoryLADY OF THE EYES poem Richard L. Prov...416 years 10 months ago
StoryPOLITICAL CORRECTNESS poem Richard L. Prov...016 years 10 months ago
StoryAdam Reincarnate Kilb50316 years 10 months ago
StorySEA GYPSIES poem Richard L. Prov...216 years 10 months ago
StoryMAPLE SYRUP TIME poem Richard L. Prov...216 years 11 months ago
StoryTomorrow's Children Silver Spun Sand1616 years 11 months ago
StoryParadise Found Silver Spun Sand1316 years 11 months ago
StoryWaist Land 4 Steve116 years 11 months ago
StorySong of David Steve216 years 11 months ago
StoryA Moment Of Balance hadley116 years 11 months ago

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My stories

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...

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...

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...

Big Time Sally

Biding her time she pulls at her hair like a regular cell mate itchy with cooties – having too long in a 9 x 6 fit light-bright staring in her eyes...

I AM A

I am a product of words exalted by the Lord: “Be fruitful and multiply.” *Genesis 1:22

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