Richard L. Provencher

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My stories

The Moaning Dove 2

I pay attention with subdued breath as heartfelt echoes reach into my spirit and I arise eagerly. His callings may be for a wayward love or friends...

Leaves of Autumn

are adrift on Autumn’s waterfall of colour and Poplar leaves tinkle like bells during afternoon’s breath.Gentle soundings create a softness within my...

He's Just a Whisper

from boxer days when his name was boss on the marquee of a guy in an ocean of sharks. His stature on the street allows other homeless souls to flee...

The Moaning

dove cuddles inside his collection of sounds to meet any need upon urgent demand: today he may be moaning for a missing love – a forgotten perch even...

8 AM Again

Spotted my next door neighbour in his morning ritual – cig and a coffee and a deep breath of smoke whispering away with the wind followed by a gulp...

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