Richard L. Provencher

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StoryD-DAY, NORMANDY poem Richard L. Prov...313 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCrow in a Snow Storm Richard L. Prov...113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCROW - poem Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCREE MAIDEN poem Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCoyote Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCPR Freight To Rossport Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCountry Harbour, Nova Scotia Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOUNTDOWN sf Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOSTA CHICA, MEXICO - poem Richard L. Prov...113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCorners Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCormorants Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCoober Pedy, Australia Richard L. Prov...313 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOOKING LAKE poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOOBER PEDY, AUSTRALIA - poem Richard L. Prov...113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryConversation With The Wind Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryConversation Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCONTRASTS poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCONFESSIONS OF A STROKE VICTIM non-fiction Richard L. Prov...1213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCONFESSIONS OF A HAPPILY MARRIED MAN essay Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryComparisons Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryComing Down the Sidewalk Richard L. Prov...113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOME HOME DAD poem Richard L. Prov...413 years 2 weeks ago
StoryColdness Richard L. Prov...213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCOBEQUID BAY, NOVA SCOTIA - poem Richard L. Prov...313 years 2 weeks ago
StoryCloudbursts Richard L. Prov...013 years 2 weeks 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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