Richard L. Provencher

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StoryD-Day Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryD-DAY, NORMANDY poem Richard L. Prov...312 years 3 months ago
StoryCrow in a Snow Storm Richard L. Prov...112 years 3 months ago
StoryCROW - poem Richard L. Prov...212 years 3 months ago
StoryCREE MAIDEN poem Richard L. Prov...212 years 3 months ago
StoryCoyote Richard L. Prov...212 years 3 months ago
StoryCPR Freight To Rossport Richard L. Prov...212 years 3 months ago
StoryCountry Harbour, Nova Scotia Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCOUNTDOWN sf Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCOSTA CHICA, MEXICO - poem Richard L. Prov...112 years 3 months ago
StoryCorners Richard L. Prov...312 years 3 months ago
StoryCormorants Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCoober Pedy, Australia Richard L. Prov...312 years 3 months ago
StoryCOOKING LAKE poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCOOBER PEDY, AUSTRALIA - poem Richard L. Prov...112 years 3 months ago
StoryConversation With The Wind Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryConversation Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCONTRASTS poem Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryCONFESSIONS OF A STROKE VICTIM non-fiction Richard L. Prov...1212 years 3 months ago
StoryCONFESSIONS OF A HAPPILY MARRIED MAN essay Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryComparisons Richard L. Prov...012 years 3 months ago
StoryComing Down the Sidewalk Richard L. Prov...112 years 3 months ago
StoryCOME HOME DAD poem Richard L. Prov...412 years 3 months ago
StoryColdness Richard L. Prov...212 years 3 months ago
StoryCOBEQUID BAY, NOVA SCOTIA - poem Richard L. Prov...312 years 3 months ago

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My stories

The Smell

The Smell of animal-like fear from a thunderous clap and I shaking and shouting in ecstasy pointing to the sky- its icicle spear of energy drawing my...

Riding The Rails

As the train pulls out for Toronto hugs and kisses only memories the crowd lost in love- the coach now sways to the sweep of an October wind poplar...

Amour

It is the Autumn of my salad days and longing for a mate other stags have now selected their hardy one and only. At times we scrabbled and strolled...

Raising Three

Raising Three children on your own not easy these hard pressed days what with Covid-19 and all its concerns two boys & one girl growing faster...

Sleepy Time

I spy upon a forest with such delight – especially during its finest showing – at twilight colours coating their attire with pluck and style in a...

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