Richard L. Provencher

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StoryAn Old Richard L. Prov...06 years 12 months ago
StoryThe Sun Richard L. Prov...06 years 12 months ago
StoryBaby, Come Home Richard L. Prov...67 years 11 hours ago
StoryI Came To Richard L. Prov...07 years 1 day ago
StoryGive Me Richard L. Prov...37 years 6 days ago
StoryEverything was Blue and Green Philip Sidney167 years 6 days ago
StoryHello Mornin' Richard L. Prov...07 years 1 week ago
StoryI Don't Richard L. Prov...07 years 1 week ago
StoryI Gave Richard L. Prov...17 years 1 week ago
StoryLittle Girl Richard L. Prov...37 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDid You Richard L. Prov...17 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Best Richard L. Prov...57 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThis Land Richard L. Prov...27 years 2 weeks ago
StoryIf You Richard L. Prov...17 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCow of the Juice Richard L. Prov...37 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHello Childhood Richard L. Prov...67 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Wind Richard L. Prov...67 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Rain Richard L. Prov...57 years 1 month ago
StoryLeft Behind 2 Richard L. Prov...77 years 1 month ago
StoryGold Richard L. Prov...77 years 1 month ago
StoryWhat If Richard L. Prov...27 years 1 month ago
StoryNever Alone Richard L. Prov...67 years 1 month ago
StoryLast Night Richard L. Prov...77 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Chill Richard L. Prov...47 years 1 month ago
StoryAt Lake Babine BC Richard L. Prov...77 years 1 month ago

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My stories

Mysterious Encounter

Snow-print-shadows sought refuge from the partnership of cold and wind. He slipped into the winter creek lost a boot & sock. Foolish to test the...
Cherry

Into the Light

Twilight not just an apparition but a true taste of Nature silent as a bat flipping wings into the solace of a glassy lake- colours whispering in our...
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Streetwise

Walking the streets towing hunger ain’t no fun – especially when you’re on the run. Hope the cops don’t get me just ‘cause I hoisted some food from...
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Overture

When was the last time you shook hands with the sun while observing a wile deer on an afternoon of Autumn colours & tunes from loons to share?
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I Remember When

In the 1940-50’s we stomped on wooden sidewalks – looked for pennies between the slats & bragged up energy playing tag and wrestling. RR tracks...

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