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 weeks 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 2 months ago |
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When I was a Kid
At ground level we discovered before days of smooth asphalt riding bicycles on gravel roads was a destination for childhood and trying not to choke...
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Easy Fishing Time
The wind is a roar sky a hoot people fanning themselves against the horde hands making signals get away, and please don't bite you nasty mosquitoes...
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In the Distance of Space
An outline of left-behind trees reveal larger timber has been harvested for paper-plates and newspaper sheets, front-end loaders bringing their prize...
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Draw Me a Country Life
Sketch me an outline of a farm where people want to live, with playhouse and outbuildings too, nestled in a nectar of woods, a hill crowding an old...
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A Page of Rage
I heard liquor on his breath as he stumbled against the door key scratching the wood doorway painted with curses opening and falling down must be...
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