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 1 month ago |
| Story | GOOD NEIGHBOUR PAULINE - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | SOLDIER BOYS IN AFRICA - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | ETHIOPIA OF MY SOUL - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | NEFU DESERT - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | WHEN THE LION ROARS - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | WHEN AN AUNT DIES - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | ON GREEN BAY, NEW BRUNSWICK - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | FIRST LIGHT - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | THIS EARTH - poem | Richard L. Prov... | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Little Runner Boy | def-soul | 1 | 18 years 2 months ago |
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My stories
Buckwheat
Now he trots off, cloven hooves directing him to his favourite mound of earth
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Leaning on Rake
Autumn reminds us of raking leaves, after which children leap and toss into the piles. But first think of the memories of those long days ago.
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Hartland Bridge
Pebbles spray a New Brunswick bridge, cars hurrying places to go, late already
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I Can Hear My Weeping
The bag lady is up to her neck in leftovers.
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Living on the Reserve
Listen to the sounds of silence drums no longer thumping, and only empty rooms for children
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