Richard L. Provencher
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | ROSE BAY, NOVA SCOTIA - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 3 days ago |
| Story | GOOD NEIGHBOUR PAULINE - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | SOLDIER BOYS IN AFRICA - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | ETHIOPIA OF MY SOUL - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | NEFU DESERT - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | WHEN THE LION ROARS - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | WHEN AN AUNT DIES - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | ON GREEN BAY, NEW BRUNSWICK - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | FIRST LIGHT - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | THIS EARTH - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
| Story | Little Runner Boy | def-soul | 1 | 18 years 1 month ago |
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My stories
People of the Dark
are silhouettes of goodness. Once a part of the greater whole a sector of community who cared... circumstances led them to crime – stealing purses...
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Inferno
Claws of fire inherit the sky and turn it asunder laying claim to its territory. As sunfire claimed the sky -- its remnants claim the stars and dots...
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Time For a Chuckle
Little did I know a fishing day years ago would provide a memory of chuckles “If only I had a camera then,” my wife said about the occasion. Shortly...
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The Beginning of the Rainbow
A long time ago a legend was told about a Pot of Gold at the end of a rainbow. And about two young boys who dreamed about finding that treasure...
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A Beautiful Black Man
sang a song and painfully played his piano for me. Savagely deformed fingers moved as a baby’s lullaby tickling across the keys in an arthritic dance...
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