Richard L. Provencher

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StoryAdrift on Leaves Richard L. Prov...012 years 7 months ago
StorySolstice of My Desires Richard L. Prov...012 years 7 months ago
StoryGroundhog Morning Richard L. Prov...112 years 7 months ago
StoryChasing the Season Richard L. Prov...112 years 7 months ago
StoryHold My Hand beautiful oblivion312 years 7 months ago
StoryA Menu for Living Richard L. Prov...112 years 7 months ago
StoryA Little House in the Country Richard L. Prov...212 years 7 months ago
StoryOlder Than 10 Richard L. Prov...612 years 7 months ago
StoryA Long Legged Brother Richard L. Prov...012 years 7 months ago
StoryTime to Mow the Garden Richard L. Prov...012 years 7 months ago
StoryNew Beginnings (IP) maisie1012 years 7 months ago
StoryMan and Boy Richard L. Prov...012 years 7 months ago
StoryCalling of the Loons Richard L. Prov...112 years 7 months ago
StoryWolf and I Richard L. Prov...212 years 7 months ago
Forum topicForced Line Breaks Silver Spun Sand312 years 7 months ago
StoryMan in the Window Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryDon’t Cry Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryBlood + Guts = Memory Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryLetters to a Daughter and Sons Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryHold Back the Tears Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Last Mile Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryThey Are All Perfect Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryHave Some Whine Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryMisconceptions (revised) Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago
StoryAha Aha Richard L. Prov...012 years 11 months ago

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My stories

I Am Jesus (2nd version)

I Am Jesus a Son of a Son and I know all about love because I was blessed with it- Mother & Father brought a first Son into the world & it...

October

October as in a basket of Maple leaves turning red as they sparkle from the sun. In their slow climb up a Maple tree located in a town called Truro...
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Continuous And In Motion

The fog of morning was more like a welcome mat than a humid November day. Although vision was limited the air was fresh and without its normal buzz...
Cherry

I Want To Dance

I Want To Dance to clutch at stars in the night so bright those diamond glitters are- and the man in the moon smiled to touch each couple far below...

The Pheasant

The Pheasant displays a circle of white ‘round his neck disturbed by our car searching for deer yet we are the intruders in his domain aside this...

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