Richard L. Provencher

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CollectionNovel - SOMEONE'S SON Richard L. Prov...05 years 2 weeks ago
StoryGeese luigi_pagano145 years 2 weeks ago
StorySeasons in the Sun Richard L. Prov...25 years 3 weeks ago
StoryEverything I Do Richard L. Prov...15 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Wind Richard L. Prov...95 years 3 weeks ago
StoryNature the Prize Richard L. Prov...15 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBird Richard L. Prov...05 years 4 weeks ago
StoryI Shook Hands Richard L. Prov...15 years 1 month ago
StoryThere Is Richard L. Prov...35 years 1 month ago
StoryWings Afire Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryTalk to Me Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryAn Older Age Richard L. Prov...125 years 1 month ago
StoryI Want Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryJoe is the Man Richard L. Prov...15 years 1 month ago
StoryA Horse Races Wildly Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryIn the Summertime Richard L. Prov...15 years 1 month ago
StoryAfter the Blizzard Jane Hyphen225 years 1 month ago
StorySolitude Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryThere Are Tiny People Richard L. Prov...15 years 1 month ago
StoryGround Richard L. Prov...15 years 1 month ago
StoryTo a Lone Sailor Kilb50285 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen Momy Cries Richard L. Prov...35 years 1 month ago
StoryPop's on a Tear Again Richard L. Prov...25 years 1 month ago
StoryNight Time Richard L. Prov...45 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Goodbye MJG115 years 2 months ago

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My stories

Mama - love me

Rock me like a little baby should be with the smell of your skin against my face & the sweep of your hand across my tiny back my pudgy toes...

Autonomous

A horizon of soothing can be solemn yet stark as lightning bolts disrupting the darkness. I watch with delight for surprises in a life of mystic...

Apt. Bldg. Menu

From our front door I can see & hear- pigeons plodding in all directions seeking leftover crumbs the sounds of babbling children eagerly home...

Winter

arrives as marauding flakes cruising through space like an armada of eagles in flight flinging themselves across tree tops – houses & anxious...

Weather

brought chilly chat & ice-slipping day white crystals surrounding- we ought to dress warmly breathe mist boldly- & listen to those we love.

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