Richard L. Provencher

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StoryCliffs at Joggins Richard L. Prov...113 years 1 month ago
StoryCLEANER, COUNTY BUILDING poem Richard L. Prov...213 years 1 month ago
StoryCity-Poor Richard L. Prov...113 years 1 month ago
StoryCLAIM TO FAME? poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCHRISTMAS TREE poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryChristmas is for Everyone Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCHRISTMAS IS FOR WISHING story Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryChoices Richard L. Prov...113 years 1 month ago
StoryCHILDREN'S AID WORKER poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCHILDREN PLAY CAMELOT poem Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryChildren Richard L. Prov...1113 years 1 month ago
StoryCHILD OF GOD - poem Richard L. Prov...513 years 1 month ago
StoryChasing the Wind Richard L. Prov...213 years 1 month ago
StoryChasing the Spirit Richard L. Prov...913 years 1 month ago
StoryChasing a Rainbow Richard L. Prov...213 years 1 month ago
StoryCharlie Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCELERY STICKS FROM MRS. G non-fiction story Richard L. Prov...313 years 1 month ago
StoryCavendish Beach, PEI Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCATS I HAVE KNOWN essay Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCats as Friends Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCathedral Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCatching the Wind Richard L. Prov...013 years 1 month ago
StoryCATCHING THE FIRE poem Richard L. Prov...313 years 1 month ago
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StoryCATCH THE WIND poem Richard L. Prov...213 years 1 month ago

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Good Ole Times

Older fishermen never pass away- they always haunt the good spots with a fly and prefer a black shadow pool where the big ones lie on an evening of...

Guardian

Guardian in the sky this creature is who perches at the tallest peak of an apartment complex. He views with faraway eyes and caw-caw’s vigorously if...

The Salmon River

The Salmon River no longer has salmon yet continues to run drawing hikers on parallel trails to water sprinting in-between. A flow that reflects...
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Cherry

The Rainmaker

The Rainmaker watches with delight in his eyes- spurts of moisture erupting from his fingertips shadows evaporating as sun begins its glow. Clouds...

Does He Love Me Too?

Does He Love Me Too? Homeless is a word full of tears with memories that dominate- the way it was family & friends and a cat that purred with a...

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