Richard L. Provencher

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StoryGeese luigi_pagano144 years 2 months ago
StorySeasons in the Sun Richard L. Prov...24 years 2 months ago
StoryEverything I Do Richard L. Prov...14 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Wind Richard L. Prov...94 years 2 months ago
StoryNature the Prize Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryBird Richard L. Prov...04 years 3 months ago
StoryI Shook Hands Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryThere Is Richard L. Prov...34 years 3 months ago
StoryWings Afire Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 months ago
StoryTalk to Me Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 months ago
StoryAn Older Age Richard L. Prov...124 years 3 months ago
StoryI Want Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 months ago
StoryJoe is the Man Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryA Horse Races Wildly Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 months ago
StoryIn the Summertime Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryAfter the Blizzard Jane Hyphen224 years 3 months ago
StorySolitude Richard L. Prov...24 years 3 months ago
StoryThere Are Tiny People Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryGround Richard L. Prov...14 years 3 months ago
StoryTo a Lone Sailor Kilb50284 years 4 months ago
StoryWhen Momy Cries Richard L. Prov...34 years 4 months ago
StoryPop's on a Tear Again Richard L. Prov...24 years 4 months ago
StoryNight Time Richard L. Prov...44 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Goodbye MJG114 years 4 months ago
StoryA Summons Richard L. Prov...34 years 4 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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